Free Web NovelChapter 616: Chapter 616: Boss, Is It Still Too Late?
Zhou Yaling blinked, not quite understanding what her brother meant.
Could it be that Su Wenyan isn’t on a business trip?
......
In the evening, dinner was once again cooked by Mo Jingchun. According to Zhou Yaling, she was still a wounded soldier, and the scar on her hand shouldn’t be exposed to much water.
Mo Jingchun naturally... believed Zhou Yaling’s nonsense.
Alright, who’s to say, he is her brother. While he might tease his sister on regular days, at crucial moments, he still cared for her.
Looking at the stewed old hen soup in the middle of the dining table, Zhou Yaling suddenly lost her appetite.
"Bro, how come it’s old hen soup again, there’s such a thick layer of oil on top."
"The same? It’s not the same, I added shiitake mushrooms, the taste will surely be different, try if you don’t believe me."
As for the layer of oil Zhou Yaling disdained, Mo Jingchun nonchalantly scooped it into his bowl with a ladle, blew on it, and took a sip.
For someone like him who never gains weight no matter how much he eats, drinking a bit of greasy soup is no big deal.
Candy, who had maintained her reserve, couldn’t resist any longer after seeing her brother drinking the chicken soup with relish, even making loud sipping sounds, and picked up a spoon to ladle some into her bowl.
Candy wasn’t foolish at all; she first scooped a ladle to taste its flavor.
Smacking her lips, the salty taste made Candy stop hesitating, and she directly ladled half a bowl of chicken soup.
Her sister’s injury was almost healed, who knows when she’d get to drink chicken soup next once it’s all better.
After a while, Zhou Yaling, who had been eating vegetables, couldn’t resist trying a sip when she saw her brother and Candy enjoying themselves, and it was unstoppable after that.
The three of them finished off an entire large porcelain bowl of chicken soup.
"Not bad at all~ hic~" Zhou Yaling praised generously.
In the next second, Zhou Yaling’s tone changed, smiling as she said, "Bro, the task of washing dishes is on you then." frёewebηovel.cѳm
At these words, Mo Jingchun, leaning back in his chair while picking his teeth with a toothpick, calmly said, "No problem, I reckon your wound will be almost healed in three days."
After a pause, Mo Jingchun reminded her, "Be careful at work tomorrow, don’t let Uncle see your hand."
Zhou Yaling waved nonchalantly, "Even if it gets discovered, it’s not a big deal, it’s not really noticeable anymore. If asked, I’ll just say I fell down the stairs and got a bump."
"Your wound doesn’t look like a bump, okay?"
"It’s no biggie, I’ll just stand in front of the old man, and he surely won’t worry. At most, he’ll just frown and scold me for not watching where I’m going."
Mo Jingchun chuckled but didn’t say anything.
What could he say? Uncle really might just carelessly say, "Watch where you’re going."
In the eyes of the old generation, such words are a form of concern, like a smile. Young people think it’s sarcasm, a mocking smile, but in the old generation’s eyes, it’s just a smile.
Perhaps that’s what you call a generation gap.
The next day, Monday.
Having taken a week off, Zhou Yaling returned to work only to find out that a week’s worth of work had piled up, left unattended. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
Just the audit processes alone had over a hundred pending, and that’s with colleagues stepping in during the weekend to help. Most of these were internship leave requests, needing to return to school for a week or longer, just like she did the previous week.
On the other side, after Mo Jingchun asked Xia Xiaomin to bring over Su Wenyan, he sat at the coffee table focused on brewing tea.
Making tea is the kind of thing you naturally learn just by watching enough of it.
Whether it tastes good or not, Mo Jingchun, since learning the tea-brewing process, found it truly addictive.
It wasn’t long before Xia Xiaomin returned with Su Wenyan.
It seemed Su Wenyan was ready to report the work progress early in the morning, but was hindered by the uncertainty of when his big boss would appear in the office.
Speaking of which, after White worked tirelessly, day and night, for five days, the No. 2 laboratory building was renovated, and some experimental equipment had been moved into the lab.
About this week, people from the aerospace laboratory can move into the No. 2 lab building.
"Yo, kudos to our greatest contributor."
"Here, freshly brewed tea."
After speaking, Mo Jingchun glanced at Xia Xiaomin and casually said, "Xia, close the soundproof door."
Hearing this, Xia Xiaomin was only slightly stunned but carried out the order.
Without avoiding Xia Xiaomin, Mo Jingchun smilingly asked, "Miss Su, can you share your feelings from back then?"
Picking up the teacup, Su Wenyan was scalded by the hot water and put down the cup.
Under the curious gaze of Mo Jingchun and Xia Xiaomin, Su Wenyan’s mouth twitched and she said helplessly, "There’s nothing much to say."
That said, Su Wenyan inadvertently glanced at Xia Xiaomin.
She remembered the confidentiality agreement’s contents vividly, not wanting to lose her promising career because of it.
Noticing Su Wenyan’s glance, Mo Jingchun calmly stated, "She’s considered half-official."
Nonetheless, Su Wenyan remained tight-lipped.
Who said discussing military bases in front of official personnel wasn’t leaking information, not to mention she was just half-official personnel.
Becoming aware of this, Xia Xiaomin wasn’t upset; she smiled slightly, then politely left the office, closing the door behind her.
With no one else present, Su Wenyan finally let her guard down, weakly complaining, "Boss, this time you nearly got me killed."
"I was standing on a mountain top enjoying the scenery when suddenly two big guys popped out, wielding real weapons."
As she spoke, Su Wenyan was still somewhat scared, thankful that she was too stupefied to resist at the time; otherwise, she might not even be here to talk now.
At this moment, Mo Jingchun’s voice drifted, "Admiring the scenery? Are you sure you weren’t singing loudly, ah~ ah~ ah~"
With her face crimson, Su Wenyan sheepishly smiled and asked in confusion, "Boss, how do you know?"
"Why do you think they released you so quickly? They almost asked me to come personally retrieve you."
"As for why I know..." Mo Jingchun handed his phone to Su Wenyan.
"Look at the album yourself, they sent me the video."
Silently, Su Wenyan watched the video, feeling both embarrassed and angry. From the video angle, it seemed like it was shot by one of those two goons, probably with a head-mounted camera.
Taking a deep breath, Su Wenyan returned the phone to her boss.
"Huh? I thought you might delete it," Mo Jingchun said in surprise.
"Boss, is it still possible now?"
Mo Jingchun chuckled, the meaning unspoken but clear.
Given the opportunity don’t use it, who to blame.
Having given up, Su Wenyan rubbed her hands, maintaining a polite smile as she said, "Boss, about that 120% you promised?"
