Chapter 907: Secrets

Chapter 907: Chapter 905: Secrets

“Candy went back, still needs to do homework.”

Candy, who just picked up her backpack, pursed her lips and retorted unhappily, “I finished my homework at school.”

“Brother, I’ve noticed that ever since I started elementary school, the thing you say most often in the evening is to do homework.

Hmph, don’t think I don’t know, Brother, you never did your homework when you came home from school.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun glanced at Zhou Yaling, who looked guilty.

The fact that he never did extracurricular homework must have been told to Candy by Zhou Yaling; apart from her, he couldn’t think of anyone else who would say it.

“Don’t learn from me, learn the good stuff, not just the bad.”

“You should take your sister-in-law as an example, you know? You can ask her, during high school she loved doing homework, three years of exams and five years of exercises, probably did quite a lot.”

Standing right next to Mo Jingchun, Li Xuanyu twisted his waist, looked at him with a gaze of grievances.

Isn’t it just that she got first place every time, how come he remembers it.

Watching his sister-in-law’s little gesture, the suspicious look in Candy’s eyes revealed doubt, feeling like her brother and sister-in-law were teaming up to fool her.

“Sister-in-law, is what Brother said true?”

“It’s true, during high school, every day I used up one ink cartridge of a ballpoint pen.”

Using up one pen, Candy was shocked. How many words would it take to use up one ink cartridge?

“Let’s go, don’t just stand there. How much homework do you have now, and you’re already thinking of not doing it. When you get to high school, if you have eighty percent of my ability, I’ll help you talk to your class teacher, and you can decide whether to do extracurricular homework or not, how about it?”

Candy thought about it, then nodded.

High school is still far away, even though this big pie is big, having a pie is better than none, in any case, at least there’s hope.

On the way home, Candy sat in the middle, with Zero on both sides.

Sandwiched between two Zeros, Candy felt a bit uncomfortable. Coupled with Bun and Little Grey, the originally spacious back seat now seemed very crowded.

“Zero, don’t you think it’s crowded?”

The two Zeros tilted their heads simultaneously and looked at Candy, smiling, “Indeed it’s crowded, how about telling the boss, let Little Grey sit in the boss’s car next time.”

Candy thought about it, “Sounds good, when we get home, I’ll talk about it.”

The journey home wasn’t far, and with street lamps all along the way, it surprisingly only took eleven minutes this time from Candy Science and Technology Park to home.

Getting off the car, Candy sprinted towards her brother. Little Grey behind her didn’t know that Candy was running around in its service, still trotted happily behind Candy.

“Brother.”

“What for? What are you plotting again?” Mo Jingchun looked wary, guarding against Candy asking for something big.

She finds him right after getting out of the car, eight times out of ten it isn’t something good, it’s an experience accumulated from bloody lessons.

Pairing Candy’s face with a fawning smile, Mo Jingchun was all the more convinced something’s up, something big.

“Hehe~”

Candy rubbed her little hands, looking up expectantly at her brother, saying, “Our car’s too crowded, how about letting Little Grey ride with you and sister-in-law from now on.”

“Crowded?”

Mo Jingchun glanced at the two Zeros, suddenly understanding.

But…

“If you ask me, just let Bun and Little Grey stay home every day, with White around, they’ll definitely be taken care of. I dare not say about anything else, but they won’t starve; when it’s mealtime, it can even be accurate to the second.”

“No!” Candy sulked with her hands on her hips.

“Leaving Bun and Little Grey at home, they’d be lonely.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun glanced at the sleepy Bun and Little Grey. Just them, with no one interrupting their sleep, they’d probably even be willing to miss a meal.

Forget it. Truly if it were like this, these two guys wouldn’t have many years left.

“Alright, let Little Grey sit in my car from now on.”

“Mm mm.”

At night, the city that was bustling before had quieted down now. Only a few barbecue streets still had many unsleeping people discussing life.

At some airport thousands of miles away, the Wentian spaceship, having just completed testing its night-return capabilities and manned flights, quietly parked on the apron.

The brightly lit airport had a group of engineers methodically performing routine checks on Wentian.

From afar, the head of the aerospace bureau, wearing glasses for nearsightedness, looked at the nearly perfect Wentian spacecraft before him, constantly recalling the email received from Mo Jingchun in the evening.

Metal fatigue is false, Mo Jingchun was entirely worried about them causing problems by handling Wentian in such a way.

The director understood that Mo Jingchun’s concern was not without reason.

If something really happened, it would be too late to regret.

The loss of a spacecraft, even he as the director couldn’t bear the responsibility.

It’s too expensive, the Wentian spacecraft’s price is so high that even the aerospace bureau feels the sting.

It’s independently developed by Candy Technology, and only a handful knows the amount of funds invested.

With investment comes the need for profit; new products selling expensive is normal, but understanding is one thing, feeling pained is another.

Do you think money just comes from printing?

If banknotes are printed too much, it will cause problems, big problems. The consequences of inflation can be seen clearly from history.

“The planned lunar transportation schedule has been postponed, a meeting is scheduled for 9 AM tomorrow to discuss the postponement time.”

“Okay, Director, it has been noted.”

“Haste makes waste.”

Looking at the bright moon overhead, the director sighed, feeling somewhat melancholic.

All these years, in their research on spacecraft, they dared not slack for a moment, fearing that other major countries would surpass Xia Country, placing comprehensive pressure on the nation.

In contrast, Candy Technology casually produced a spacecraft.

Balancing work and relaxation, proper relaxation may more easily spark inspiration.

Thinking of this, the director shook his head; while some ideas are good, implementing them as Candy Technology did is not easy.

The next day.

Little Grey, forcibly brought onto the car by Mo Jingchun, was full of reluctance, those small eyes persistently glancing at Candy, trying to move her with its gaze.

However, Little Grey was overthinking it.

It was merely changing to another car, making it feel like a life-and-death parting.

Sitting in the car, Mo Jingchun looked at over a hundred pounds of Little Grey lying at his feet.

Just having its head on his foot made Mo Jingchun feel the weight.

“You say your weight is almost catching up to mine, can you restrain yourself and eat a little less, or train with Dagger when free.”

“Both being doggies, why is the difference between you and Dagger so big?”

“When you’re free, go have a look at Dagger’s physique, a body full of muscle, mighty and domineering. Then look at you… wait a minute…”

Mo Jingchun seemed to find this silly dog wasn’t silly after all, because just now, he discovered a big secret.

These past two years, Little Grey seemed to be avoiding Dagger intentionally. And the reason, well, he could now see why.

One is mighty and domineering, the other is full of flesh.