Tech Dominator Starts with Raising Kids-Chapter 358: The Returning Agents

Outside, Xia Xiaomin looked bewildered as she watched her boss suddenly walk into the bedroom like an angry bird.

After a while, he came out looking completely calm.

What happened???

Xia Xiaomin was full of questions.

The speed at which the boss changed expressions was faster than a girl’s.

She took a quick glance and stopped sneaking peeks.

Her basic skills in reading the room told her it was best to lower her presence at the moment.

She must not become the target of her boss’s anger.

Thinking it over, Xia Xiaomin decided it would be better to pretend she had something to do and leave with a file to avoid the storm.

She acted immediately, picking up a random folder, and started tiptoeing out.

"Bo... boss..."

Xia Xiaomin was almost scared out of her wits.

Just as she turned around, there was the boss right behind her—how terrifying!

Glancing up and down at the shivering Xia Xiaomin, Mo Jingchun asked in confusion,

"Am I that scary?"

"No..."

"You seem very guilty."

Xia Xiaomin: "No..."

Mo Jingchun looked her over again, trying to find a flaw in her demeanor.

"Where are you planning to go?"

"The tenth floor, to check if the smart assistant development has started."

As Mo Jingchun walked out, he said, "Let’s go then, I’m just heading to the lab."

Though the system was shamelessly giving him a hard time.

However, when he looked at the smart assistant materials he drew, some of the features were quite impressive, and transplanting parts of those features to the developing smart assistant could be very marketable.

In the elevator, Xia Xiaomin’s heart was pounding, and she dared not speak.

Oh my, please let the boss not suddenly decide to also visit the tenth floor.

Luckily, the worst didn’t happen.

It seemed the boss indeed had important things to do at the lab.

Maybe some research project over there made new progress.

On the tenth floor, as Xia Xiaomin walked by, all the members of the thousand-person development team automatically sat up straight.

Li Xuanyu, who was writing a thesis, hurriedly closed the office software under Nan’s subtle reminder.

Slacking off during work was one thing, but getting caught writing a thesis during work hours would surely make her a case study.

Li Xuanyu gave Nan a grateful look.

A good person, may they be safe for life.

Nobody expected Secretary Xia to just take one look and then head straight into the manager’s office.

Xia Xiaomin thought to herself, if you’re going to act, act thoroughly.

In case the boss suddenly gets an idea and asks about the smart assistant, at least there’s something reasonable to say.

By evening, as the sky darkened, the little one in the children’s room was playing with Bun.

In the study, Mo Jingchun was still replicating the usable function codes of the smart assistant.

Across the ocean, unlike this side, the sky was getting brighter over there.

Soon, the sun would rise from the east.

On an unrestrained express highway, a black Sanjiang car was speeding towards an international airport over a hundred kilometers away.

In a car in the middle, Alberto Weirxiao was reading a newspaper.

Compared to online news, Alberto Weirxiao preferred the realistic feel of holding a newspaper.

More importantly, the news on these paper newspapers was more rigorous and authentic than online news.

This was beyond doubt.

The largest headline on the newspaper read "Neuron Link."

The report covered Candy Technology’s bionic limb launch and an explanation of neuron link technology.

Though not in the same country, explosive news from the continent had already spread worldwide through the internet.

Thinking of some people’s views in his homeland, Alberto Weirxiao couldn’t help but sigh, finding it somewhat sad.

Neuron link technology had entered the commercial stage, yet some still claimed it was just a continental scam. How sad is that?

They actually believed certain local reports.

Without a doubt, these people had never been to the mysterious eastern giant country.

They should visit the bustling metropolises of Xia Country.

Thinking of the old man’s instructions, Alberto Weirxiao frowned.

Having Candy Technology set up factories abroad was unrealistic.

People aren’t fools.

If they really thought Candy Technology’s boss, Mo Jingchun, was a fool, then they’d be the real fools.

Alberto Weirxiao smirked sarcastically and put the newspaper aside.

What’s there to fear in politicians?

Anyway, other distributors would surely also approach Mo Jingchun.

This kind of foolish and offending task should be left to those idiots to handle.

In this day and age, making money is the truth.

Alberto Weirxiao scoffed at "empty promises."

The next day, when he departed in the morning, he arrived in Xia Country in the morning as well.

Stepping off the plane, Alberto Weirxiao took a glance at the bright rising sun.

"Sir, the arranged car is already waiting outside."

Taking a deep breath, Alberto Weirxiao adjusted his tie.

"Alright, let’s go. We’ll rest at the hotel first and head to Huo County tomorrow."

Unlike the last time, when he was vying for the regional distribution rights of a leukemia drug, this time, Alberto Weirxiao wasn’t in a hurry.

In fact, he hoped the other guys would meet Mo Jingchun before him.

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In the office, Bun was curled up sleeping on Mo Jingchun’s desk.

Mo Jingchun looked calmly at Fernando Caseres as he eloquently spoke about the advantages of building a factory in South Africa.

For a moment, Mo Jingchun even felt like laughing.

Cheap labor?

Bionic limbs are produced in an intelligent production workshop, okay?

How much labor can be used?

Building factories abroad?

You must be dreaming, take me for what?

A brainless, big fool?

If a factory were really built, would you still listen to me?

You’d probably dismantle the production line and study the technology.

After Fernando Caseres’s self-performance ended, Mo Jingchun smiled and said,

"Mr. Fernando Caseres, how about we wait for the other two distributors to arrive the day after tomorrow, and then discuss?"

"Fine."

After Xia Xiaomin saw off Fernando Caseres and the translator, Mo Jingchun picked up a small mirror, looked at his face, and asked Xia Xiaomin,

"Do I look like a fool?"

Xia Xiaomin’s mouth twitched, and she didn’t reply.

This wasn’t something she could respond to.

"Seriously, everyone takes me for a fool."

"I’m not restricted by them, so why should I be afraid?"

Meanwhile, hearing about his colleague’s repeated failures, Alberto Weirxiao picked up his wine glass, took a sip of red wine, and smiled slightly.

They’re all good people! May good people live in peace forever.

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Tonight there’s one update, tomorrow I have to go 100 kilometers away to deliver gifts (a relative has passed away), I’ll add more when I return tomorrow afternoon.