In the villa yard, fifteen people from Wild Wolf stood in two rows.
Zhou Yaling and Candy squatted at the door, eating real candied haws, watching their brother speak with interest.
"According to my original thought, you could leave two people to follow back, and the others could go ho for the New Year."
"After the New Year, it’s not too late for everyone to co back to work."
Mo Jingchun shrugged and said with a smile, "But Wild Wolf said it’s too dangerous, and if an ergency occurs, it would be hard to protect Candy and safely."
"Therefore, I took the advice of your team leader Wild Wolf. Out of you fifteen, seven will stay and go back to my hotown with for the New Year, and the others can each return to their own hos."
"After the second day of the New Year, those who went ho can co back to rotate shifts."
"You follow every day and don’t have ti to go back and see your families, you’ve worked hard."
Mo Jingchun turned around and looked at Candy, who was squatting with Zhou Yaling, eating the candied haws taken from the fridge, and said:
"Guoguo, bring the things."
"Okay~"
Candy bit the candied haws and handed the convenience bag by her feet to her brother.
"Here~"
Mo Jingchun raised the transparent convenience bag that the little fellow handed to him.
"As you can see, there are many small paper balls inside."
"I just wrote these this morning."
"Among these, seven are written with ’work’, and eight are written with the word ’return’ for returning ho for the New Year."
Mo Jingchun said with a smile:
"This ti, let’s be fair, and whatever you get, it’s all based on luck."
Under everyone’s gaze, Mo Jingchun shook the transparent convenience bag.
"Who goes first? The first to grab the chance to go ho for the New Year has an eight in fifteen chance!"
In the team, they looked at each other, and eventually, everyone’s eyes focused on Leader Wild Wolf.
Wild Wolf took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"Then I’ll go first."
Who wouldn’t want to go ho for the New Year?
After all, from the mont one steps into society, the ti one can spend with parents each year becos less and less.
Moreover, there are wives and children at ho, claiming otherwise is just false.
Mo Jingchun looked at the small paper ball in Wild Wolf’s hand and said with a smile:
"Open it and see, what’s destined cannot be changed anyway."
The crumpled paper ball slowly opened, revealing a half of a character that already revealed the answer.
It was the word ’return’.
Mo Jingchun patted Wild Wolf’s shoulder, saying: "You’ve worked hard, go ho and rest well for a few days."
Wild Wolf nodded and replied: "Okay!"
Next, everyone cheerfully stepped forward to take a small paper ball.
Everyone wanted to see who had better luck.
But it was destined that seven people would get the ’work’ paper ball.
So were happy, others sad.
Mo Jingchun clapped his hands and said with a smile, "The seven brothers and sisters who can’t go ho on New Year’s Eve can eat the New Year’s Eve dinner cooked by personally~"
Hmm?
The boss cooks New Year’s Eve dinner personally?
After thinking about it, it seems not a bad deal at all.
When they return ho to rest, they can brag in front of their family, right?
Asking how many people in this world can taste the New Year’s Eve al cooked by the boss of Candy Technology.
The more important thing is, it is said the boss’s cooking skills are famously good.
He can cook excellent dishes.
Unfortunately, Zhou Yaling didn’t know the bodyguards’ thoughts, otherwise, she would definitely scoff.
The als cooked by my brother are just average, compared to , Zhou Yaling, they are nowhere near as good.
As a master teaching a disciple, one should keep a trick up their sleeve.
"Feiyan, drive to the technology park first and pick up Uncle."
Xiaofeixia drew the paper to go ho for the New Year and had already left with others by car.
The position of the driver naturally went to Feiyan.
"Okay, boss."
Feiyan, who hadn’t driven for a long ti, hit the gas pedal, and Mo Jingchun, Candy, and Zhou Yaling all suddenly felt thrown back into their seats.
Candy, who had never experienced the feeling of being thrown back, widened her eyes and held her breath.
What happened?
Mo Jingchun was also startled by Feiyan, thinking to himself that Feiyan’s driving skills might not be great.
The more he thought about it, the more possible it seed.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Jingchun said with a smile: "Feiyan, maybe I should drive instead."
"Boss, don’t worry, although my driving skills aren’t as good as Xiaofeixia’s, they’re still solid."
"Back in the day, when I drove a tank, I was aweso at drifting."
Mo Jingchun quietly grabbed the safety handle, and Zhou Yaling did the sa.
Darn it, driving a tank and driving a car are totally different things!
A tank can endure so rough treatnt, but a car can’t.
Even though this car has been modified, can it really be compared to a tank?
"Find a place up ahead to stop, I need to buy sothing."
A minute later, Feiyan was dumbfounded as Mo Jingchun ’invited’ her from the driver’s seat.
Didn’t he say he was going to buy sothing?
Why did he take , the driver, down too?
Mo Jingchun’s mouth twitched, "Feiyan, sit in the back, let let you experience the feeling of being the boss."
"I’ll drive this car."
Under the boss’s threatening eyes, Feiyan timidly sat in the back seat.
Compared to Feiyan, Mo Jingchun, though a newbie, drove much more smoothly.
Beep beep~ beep~
"Uncle~"
"Here I co."
In the monitoring room, Zhou Xing grabbed his thermos and ran out.
He couldn’t stay long, the winter clothes were already at ho, no need to bring more.
In the car, Mo Jingchun turned to Zhou Yaling and said: "You and Uncle can sit in the car behind."
"When we arrive at the town, I’ll have soone send you and Uncle ho."
Zhou Yaling pursed her lips, opened the door, and got off.
At the sa ti, she didn’t forget to move the suitcase to the car behind.
"Let’s go."
As three cars left the park, the technology park beca even quieter.
Only the security personnel on duty and the ard police in the lab building remained at their posts.
Oh~ and the ever-dedicated Zero, always keeping an eye on the slightest movents within the technology park.
On the back mountain, Feiyan and others dispersed, kneeling on the ground with their backs to Mo Jingchun.
Beside him, Candy also mimicked her brother, kneeling on the ground and occasionally tossing a piece of paper money into the nice warm fire.
"Dad and Mom, use the money."
"Hehe, with so many people burning paper every day, I wonder if there’ll be inflation."
Unfortunately, Mo Jingchun understood all too well.
When a person dies, they are truly gone.
Burning paper is rely a spiritual comfort for the living towards their deceased loved ones.
Buddhism ntions the eight sufferings of life: birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, long-term grievances, unfulfilled desires, and inability to let go.
The topic of death is eternal, it’s a subject everyone dreads, yet no matter how we avoid it, death always lingers, and you never know who it might take next.
It is said that a person dies three tis in life, and Mo Jingchun agreed.
Expiration, physical death;
Burial, official death registration;
Forgetting, spiritual death.
The first is biological death, the second is society declaring you dead, and the third is when the last person who rembers you leaves this world, and you begin to be completely forgotten by it, that is final death.
After the third, it’s also the final stop for a person in this world.
PS: Thanks to Denghuo for the reward and support.
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