Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids

Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Not Quite the Same

"Oh," Zhou Yaling suddenly understood.

"It’s just writing it thirty times, you’ll be done in no time. Keep it up! I’m rooting for you."

"I’m not going to keep you company, I’m heading upstairs to watch some shows."

With a smile, Zhou Yaling left contently. She had figured it out; Candy must have annoyed her brother again, otherwise he wouldn’t assign lines out of nowhere.

Feeling sorry for Candy for a second, Zhou Yaling thought to herself, "Good thing she’s only in first grade, so there are fewer lines to write."

After Zhou Yaling left, Candy silently took another unused pencil from the pencil case and put it into the pencil sharpener.

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The sun set in the west, painting the sky with a blood-red hue, and the peach-colored clouds looked like blazing flames.

In the living room, Candy stood with her hands behind her back, her bright eyes wandering around.

Looking at Candy’s writing, Mo Jingchun nodded in satisfaction.

The handwriting was very neat, much better than his own that looked like chicken scratch.

Practicing handwriting needs to start from a young age. Otherwise, you’d end up like him, regretting it too late when your handwriting’s already fixed.

"Did your teacher teach you calligraphy?"

"Calligraphy?" Scratching her head, Candy said uncertainly, "I think the language teacher mentioned it once, maybe next semester?"

"Oh? Then let’s wait and see."

Even if they couldn’t wait, Mo Jingchun didn’t know calligraphy either, as there wasn’t any teacher back then.

He hadn’t seen any executives at the company practicing calligraphy, or else he would have let Candy learn it in advance.

"Alright, off you go. You’ve passed this time."

In Huo County, at night, a bright moon hung high in the sky, untainted by heavy industrial smog, revealing a sky full of stars. Among the many stars, the Big Dipper is the easiest for ordinary people to recognize.

In the yard, Candy was eating watermelon and pointed at the full moon tonight, saying loudly, "Brother, why are there so many craters up there?"

Mo Jingchun pinched Candy’s ear and said with a smile, "Pointing at the moon with your finger can make it cut your ear."

Upon hearing this, Candy rolled her eyes.

"Brother, you can only kid little kids, the moon is just a satellite of Blue Star and won’t cut people’s ears."

"There’s an introduction in the book ’One Hundred Thousand Whys.’"

"You win."

Mo Jingchun sighed, "Kids these days are getting harder to fool."

Just then, someone walked out with a face mask on.

"What are you two doing out here at night? Aren’t there any mosquitoes?"

Seeing her sister, Candy widened her eyes.

"Sister, what’s on your face?"

"It’s a face mask, don’t you recognize it?"

Candy blinked, "Should I recognize it?"

This question stumped Zhou Yaling for a moment.

Mo Jingchun also found it strange, as he had never seen Zhou Yaling wearing a face mask, not even bothering with makeup.

This must be a sign of falling in love, starting to care about beauty. Isn’t it a bit late for that?

Looking at the white face mask, Candy giggled, "Sister, why don’t you get one for me too?"

Seeing Candy’s little face, smooth and tender, clearly not needing a face mask, Zhou Yaling knew her well and agreed after some thought.

"Wait here, I’ll be right back."

Not even three minutes later, Zhou Yaling returned. Mo Jingchun looked at the plastic sheet that Zhou Yaling had in her hand and was at a loss for words.

Meeting Zhou Yaling’s eyes, Mo Jingchun suddenly understood.

The little one felt a "face mask" being put on her face and started pressing it on both sides like Zhou Yaling.

With her eyes closed, enjoying the experience, Candy didn’t notice her brother and sister softly laughing.

"Candy, do you feel a cool sensation on your face?"

"I really do."

Zhou Yaling smiled, "That’s right, that means the mask is working."

"Hehe, I feel the same way, it’s cool and very comfortable."

Mo Jingchun chuckled and remained silent, thinking she’s hard to cheat, yet so easy to fool in different ways.

It’s the disadvantage of lacking knowledge, knowing a bit more would have helped distinguish a real mask.

The joy of vacation is short-lived. In just two days, Candy felt as if it passed in the blink of an eye.

With a backpack, wearing a school uniform and a cute water bottle hanging around her neck, Candy boarded the school bus without looking back.

She wasn’t too early to school today; there were already classmates seated in the front rows of the school bus.

"Over here, Mo Xiaoxue."

Sitting in the third row, Xiang’Er waved and called out loudly, keeping the seat for Candy.

"Morning!"

"Huh?" Xiang’Er pointed at Candy’s water bottle and said, "Got a new bottle?"

"Yeah." Candy nodded with pride, "My sister-in-law bought it for me while shopping yesterday."

"Sister-in-law?"

"Yeah, I just called her sister-in-law and got the bottle, it was so easy."

"Hehe, you don’t know how happy my sister Xuanyu was. She not only got me a cute new water bottle but also bought me a new set of clothes."

Sitting in the co-pilot seat of the school bus, Feiyan’s mouth twitched slightly. Yesterday, while shopping, Candy was so clever, everything she fancied was easily gotten by calling out sister-in-law, bypassing her brother altogether.

Even though Li Xuanyu is not a managerial staff in the company but an algorithm engineer, she’s smart and became a key technical person within two short years. Leading a team to handle development, though her exact annual salary is unknown, it surely isn’t low.

Li Xuanyu is always generous when it comes to buying gifts for Candy.

Unlike office building employees, the research staff in the second lab building, driven by readily available bonuses, naturally arrived at work half an hour early.

Especially since Mondays are reserved for collective brainstorming, the large conference room had people arriving early and beginning discussions.

At nine in the morning, Mo Jingchun arrived at the meeting room right on time. Seeing the brainstorming already ongoing, Mo Jingchun sat quietly in the last row.

Some noticed Mo Jingchun’s presence but gave just a cursory glance.

Over the past few months, everyone had gotten used to the boss’s presence.

When engaged in scientific research, everyone regarded the boss as one of their own, which meant whenever they received guidance, they humbly listened.

In this exclusive research area, which researcher wasn’t aware that the boss had real skills, with ideas often being astonishing?

Thinking differently is undeniably the best path for researchers.

As usual, Mo Jingchun didn’t say a word throughout the brainstorming session.

It’s not that he didn’t want to, but by now, after such a long period of training, everyone could basically handle various problems by themselves.

"Three cobblers with their wits combined equal Zhuge Liang," so what to say about hundreds of top-notch researchers?