"I just knew it, the Leng Family will have a third General!" Leng Zirui laughed out loud. "Co on, Little Thing, let’s go again!"
The little guy fired a total of ten shots, all hitting the target, and even scored a nine. Although Leng Zirui was the one maintaining the gun’s stability, with the boy just aiming, such a result for a four-year-old was already very impressive.
Leng Zirui had every reason to believe that this little guy had remarkable talent in shooting.
Returning the gun and ear protectors to his subordinate, Leng Zirui let the little guy drink so water, then drove the car to the warehouse, and took him for a ride in an ard helicopter. It wasn’t until almost noon that he brought the little guy back to his office.
As soon as they entered, the little guy excitedly ran to Leng Zimo, "Uncle Zimo, I just did target practice, and even went on a helicopter ride, an ard helicopter! Uncle Zirui also said that next ti he’d take to see a fighter jet!"
"You let him do target practice?!" Leng Zimo frowned at Leng Zirui. "What if he got hurt?"
"It’s just target practice, how could he get hurt!" Leng Zirui dismissed it indifferently, placing the little guy on a chair. "I’m telling you, this little thing’s talent is almost on par with mine. Do you know what his highest score was? Nine! This little thing, if he trains with in the future, he can definitely beco a sharpshooter!"
"This kid is really smart, not only can he play the piano well, he even has a talent for shooting!" Leng Zimo was also surprised by his words. He handed so water to Luo Jun, carefully brushing off the dust from the little guy’s clothes. "Mo Mo, are you hungry?!"
The little guy swallowed the water in his mouth and nodded.
Seeing the water stains by his lips, Leng Zimo naturally took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped them off.
Watching his gentle actions, the smile on Leng Zirui’s face froze for a mont, but soon returned to normal.
"Mo Mo, the food in our canteen is really delicious, do you want to eat?"
"Yes." The little guy imdiately agreed.
After playing all morning, he was indeed very hungry now.
"Good boy!" Lifting the little guy up, Leng Zirui directly placed him on his shoulders. "Let’s go, I’ll take the little guy to eat!"
Leng Zimo also stood up and followed them out towards the canteen.
In the canteen, Leng Zirui helped the two of them get their food, and the little guy started eating without hesitation. Leng Zimo, while eating, kept using napkins to gently wipe the oil stains that accidentally got on the little guy’s face, attentive and caring.
Watching the father and son, Leng Zirui, who always had a playful smile, couldn’t help but show a more serious expression.
The phone buzzed, Leng Zimo took out his phone, and upon glancing at the number on the screen, his face imdiately softened. "Mo Mo, it’s a call from mom."
With that, he answered the phone.
"Sissi, it’s Leng Zimo... I’m out with Mo Mo... Okay, hold on a mont..." After listening for a while, Leng Zimo handed the phone to Luo Jun, "Mom wants to talk to you."
"Mom, are you coming back today?"
"Yes, but I might arrive in Beijing a bit late. You go to bed early, and when you wake up and open your eyes, you’ll see ."
"Okay, then we’ll see each other tonight!"
Leng Zimo took the phone back and put it to his ear. "Do you want to pick you up?"
"It’s too late, no need to bother. I’ve already called the driver. You just rest early."
"Alright then, see you tonight."
"See you tonight."
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