Chapter 433: Stocks Rise Soaring Name
"No."
"There are no ducks~that's great~"
The little guy's face-changing speed is as fast as turning the pages of a book.
Li Yuanfang was taken aback for a while.
But it's really cute, isn't it?
After thinking a lot in her heart, Li Yuanfang decided to go back to the capital overnight to try to make a baby.
"Come on, let's go have a meal."
"Okay!" Mo Jingchun's words were exactly what he wanted.
He still wanted to go home.
In the small private room of the underground cafeteria, Li Yuanfang ate three big bowls of rice.
"Hi~"
"It's still delicious with green vegetables."
Although the appearance of this dish is far inferior to that of the five-star hotel, the taste is more than a little bit more delicious.
Candy, who was sitting next to Mo Jingchun, looked at the big brother with some sadness.
When will this big brother leave? Guo'er wants to eat a big meal made by her sister instead of a big pot meal.
After looking at the time displayed on the phone, Li Yuanfang said with a smile:
"There are still many things that have not been dealt with in the company, so what, you take your time, and I will take a step forward."
"No need to send it."
The little guy tilted his head and watched the big brother disappearing through the door with someone, and suddenly shouted in surprise:
"Yeah! Big Brother is finally gone."
"Guo'er can eat my sister's food again~"
Zhou Yaling was happy in her heart, but Mo Jingchun, who was drinking the old hen soup, said in a low tone:
"Guo'er, you have to remember, from now on, you just have to be clear about your thoughts, don't say it."
The little guy blinked and said, "But I didn't say it in front of that big brother."
"It's right to listen to my brother, and you will understand when you grow up."
Frowning, waiting to grow up again! Say that every time.
She's about to go to class.
"I know~ Just keep what's in your heart, you can't say it."
When my elder brother was teaching candy, even the mischievous Zhou Yaling didn't dare to intervene.
My brother is still very strict in the education of candies.
Zhou Yaling also knew what her brother was worried about.
I'm afraid that someone will scold Candy in the future, "There are things that are born by mothers but not raised by mothers."
Whether it's unintentional or intentional, but this sentence will definitely not be lethal to the sensible candy in the future.
Zhou Yaling didn't dare to interrupt, and the other person Xia Xiaomin didn't dare to speak up.
Inside, if the words just now got out, the boss would probably think of Xia Xiaomin first.
The next morning, as soon as Mo Jingchun took the little guy to the kindergarten and came to the office, Xia Xiaomin handed him a document.
Mo Jingchun glanced at it, and said with a light smile, "Well, I know this, Li Yuanfang talked to me last night."
It is very normal for the stock price of his car company to soar.
Otherwise, you would think why he came back to sign the contract after making a phone call.
Shaking his head, Mo Jingchun smiled and said: "We may make money, but he will never lose money."
With this wave of stocks soaring, he probably couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear.
Naturally, Xia Xiaomin could see this situation.
After receiving the information that the boss returned to her, Xia Xiaomin hesitated and asked:
"Boss, do we need to make an announcement?"
After pondering for a while, Mo Jingchun said: "Just give him a favor and send a cooperation announcement."
Xia Xiaomin pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Boss, their stocks will probably go up again now."
"After an hour, I will notify Li Yuanfang first."
Xia Xiaomin gave her thumbs up in admiration for the boss's proposal.
"Okay! Boss, in this way, Mr. Li has more room for manipulation."
It doesn't matter to Mo Jingchun, anyway, it's a favor, since it's all given away, then just give it to the end.
In the kindergarten, I played candy with Xiang'er for half a day, and it was the first class of the day.
In the classroom full of warmth, the Chinese teacher walked in with a dozen A4 papers and a long skirt with a smile on his face.
"Good morning, children."
"Hello teacher!" A group of little guys shouted unevenly, but their voices were exceptionally loud.
Some little boys shouted heart-piercingly, for fear that the teacher would not hear them.
"Today, the teacher will teach the children to write their own names."
"The children called by the teacher below, come to the teacher."
The names of all the children are printed out in order according to the list.
Naturally, in alphabetical order, the student who was originally at the bottom of the list ran to the front.
"Zhang Feng."
"I'm coming."
A cutie with double ponytails ran from the seat to the podium.
The half-person podium is taller than all the children in the classroom.
...
"Mo Xiaoxue."
Finally it's my turn~ Candy, who couldn't wait for a long time, ran over directly.
On a familiar big white paper, there are three black characters drawn.
Mo Xiaoxue!
Candy recognizes the word.
But I just can't write.
Hearing the teacher continue to call other students' names, Candy returned to her seat obediently.
Looking at the black and white words in front of her eyes, Candy scratched her head in distress.
Why didn't my mother give her a name with two characters? It's so difficult to have one more character.
After a few minutes, all the children got their names.
The teacher on the podium smiled and said:
"Everyone, please face the names above and try to draw. In the past few days, the teacher will guide each child to write their names one by one~"
"Let's strive to have all children write their own names within two weeks, okay?"
"Okay!" A group of cuties responded one after another.
But soon they regretted it a little.
Why is this name so difficult to draw?
But those little guys who are particularly good at drawing are still drawing in style.
Some are crooked, but at least I can still recognize the words.
Candy, who was sitting next to Xiang'er, was confused, holding the pen in his hand and didn't know how to write.
"It's so difficult~"
Hearing Candy's complaint, Xiang'er tilted her head to look over, pointed to the strokes on the paper and said:
"Candy, look, you draw slowly in this order."
"This word Mo, let's start with a little horizontal..."
Slowly, Candy seemed to have found the feeling, that is, the word was crooked, like a chicken claw.
After spending one class, Candy finally wrote the word "Mo".
But for some reason, the more Candy looked at the style given by the teacher, the more weird the word "Mo" seemed.
It's like I don't know the word, it's very strange.
The little guy scratched his head, completely unable to understand what was going on.
Two days later, it was finally the teacher's turn to teach her how to write her name.
Listening to the teacher's explanation, the little guy's eyes brightened slightly.
It seems to be written stroke by stroke, and it is not very difficult to write your own name.
It is the limitless envy of the students who only have two words.
