Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids

After getting off the car, Candy saw her uncle coming over slowly with a stainless steel thermos cup in his hand.

Knowing why her uncle was there, Candy felt a bit guilty. She quickly said hello and, without giving her sister any time to react, grabbed her backpack and ran to the school bus parked in the parking lot.

The speed was as if a vicious dog was chasing her.

Mo Jingchun also knew it was best not to get involved in Zhou Yaling’s love affairs. She patted Zhou Yaling on the shoulder and gave her a "good luck" look before calling out "Uncle" and heading towards the No. 2 laboratory building.

Zhou Xing knew Xiaochun was a busy person. He smiled and nodded, and after Xiaochun walked away, Zhou Xing immediately asked with a warm smile:

"I heard you went on a trip, and you went with someone else?"

"Yes," Zhou Yaling responded weakly.

Zhou Xing wasn’t pleased with her attitude. Why was she so listless talking to him?

"Didn’t eat breakfast? You’re speaking so weakly."

Zhou Yaling mumbled softly, "I didn’t have breakfast, I had noodles."

"You..."

Although her voice was low, being so close, how could he not hear?

"You’re already in your twenties, a grown woman, how come you’re still as rebellious as a teenager? You should learn more from your brother. Look at him, he’s sensible!"

"Was the person you went with male or female?"

"All females, colleagues from the office."

"All females!" Zhou Xing’s voice couldn’t help but grow louder, his eyes showing disappointment, as if questioning why they were all females.

The next second, Zhou Xing turned away without looking back. Talking too much only infuriated himself, not worth it.

Watching his retreating figure, Zhou Yaling was surprised. He was acting differently today. Normally, he would throw in a requirement, like making her agree to meet someone during the New Year.

"Forget it, thinking too much gives me a headache. A bunch of guys who can’t handle girls, you think they can handle me?" Zhou Yaling confidently grinned and walked stylishly towards the office building.

During the ten-minute break, as the dismissal bell rang, the substitute English teacher showed no intention of delaying the class, grabbing the textbook and exiting the first-grade classroom without any hesitation.

In an instant, the whole classroom buzzed with activity as students started their own things.

Candy and Xiang’Er exchanged a quick glance before rushing to the small convenience store on campus.

The convenience store wasn’t far from the classroom, right next to the cafeteria.

It was just a small half-open room about ten square meters in size. Candy didn’t even see a concrete brick; looking around, all she saw were goods and sheet metal.

You couldn’t even go inside the little shop to buy things, you had to tell the owner what you wanted, and the owner would get it for you.

Holding ten bucks of pocket money, Candy smiled cheerfully and said to the shop owner, "Boss, I want two bottles of Coke."

"Sure!"

In just a few seconds, Candy was left with only 4 yuan from her original ten yuan.

"Mo Hahan, here you go."

The two little ones leisurely strolled around the campus, and Candy didn’t mind that her week’s pocket money dwindled to 4 yuan on the first day.

Candy had already thought it out: in two months, it’ll be the New Year, and she’d receive loads of red envelopes. As long as she doesn’t save all of it, she’ll be richer than Xiaopang.

As for the next two months, she’d just grit her teeth and get through it. Plus, apart from buying her fizzy drinks, there wasn’t much else she’d buy.

Snacks were at home, and stationery, well, they still had an entire box of pencils at home.

Her brother’s way of doing things was always so charming.

Suddenly, without saying a word, Xiang’Er took Candy’s hand and started running, leaving Candy utterly puzzled as she ran along.

"What’s going on?"

Xiang’Er remained silent until they ran back into the classroom, where she finally sighed in relief and explained to Candy.

"The homeroom teacher was just watching us from the office window."

"What?" Candy blinked in surprise, then said, "We were just buying drinks, so what if the homeroom teacher saw? What can he do about it."

"But we’re both the class president and the study committee member; it doesn’t look good."

"Ha, I’m not scared. It’s not like we’re buying snacks."

It proved that Xiang’Er’s worries were completely unnecessary. Since the convenience store existed, it had its reason for existence. Criticizing students for buying things from the store in front of others was like openly slapping the principal in the face.

That’s why all class homeroom teachers always turn a blind eye to students buying things.

Qu Weijun standing by the window was purely coincidental.

By ten in the morning, Mo Jingchun and Zero came out of the No. 2 laboratory building.

Unlike before, the aerospace rocket was in its final assembly stage, and the weekly brainstorming meetings had fewer issues to discuss, turning mostly into coordination meetings.

According to Mo Jingchun’s knowledge, these coordination meetings among groups took place almost twice a day. Frequent technical alignments ensured the complete production of the aerospace rocket wouldn’t encounter any issues during launch.

From afar, Zero, who was following Mo Jingchun, spotted Little Grey and the dagger hanging on the osmanthus tree by the cafeteria entrance.

Compared to the dagger, Little Grey looked totally like a coward.

"Boss, take a look, this is the invitation letter we received for the International Robot Exhibition this morning."

As soon as he entered the office, Xia Xiaomin handed Mo Jingchun an invitation letter.

The cover was very simple, just a string of 0s and 1s forming machine code, with the most common robot image layered over it.

"International Robot Exhibition?"

"Yes, the organizers even reserved a 120-square-meter exhibition area for our company in Area A."

"Boss, should we participate?"

After briefly glancing at the invitation content, Mo Jingchun chuckled softly, "Is our White robot having trouble selling? Or do we have any intention to sell our automated production line technology internationally? It seems not."

Xia Xiaomin smiled and nodded, "Understood, Boss, I’ll decline the invitation."

"Why decline?"

Placing the invitation back on Xia Xiaomin’s desk, Mo Jingchun smiled and said, "Since they’ve invited us, let’s go. It won’t cost much anyway."

"Standing out in a crowd isn’t always a good thing."

Mo Jingchun wasn’t afraid of trouble, but sometimes, unintentionally, you get resented by others.

"Participate, and bring along a few White robots and some industrial robots."

With that, Mo Jingchun glanced at Zero, who was happily lounging on the sofa, and smiled, "Let Zero lead the team to the International Robot Exhibition. Let those international folks get a taste of their own medicine—it’ll be satisfying."

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