Chapter 866 - 864: Drawing... Better Left Unmentioned

"Yes, we do!"

Liu Yiping nodded fervently, saying somewhat nervously:

"Our company has handled many rural wedding plans, big and small."

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun nodded but didn’t say much more.

Of course, there are plenty, but they’re probably all based on a template. Trying to have something unique might be unrealistic.

For people in the countryside, spending extra money is less appealing than serving delicious food and drinks, ensuring the guests leave with praises.

Some say that it’s only the bride who cares about these ceremonies, but is that really the case?

Mo Jingchun doesn’t know what other guys think about it; for him, at least, he is full of expectations.

For this wedding, Mo Jingchun even hired people to spread seasonal flowers by the roadside at his hometown.

Golden October, but it’s a pity that there are very few people planting rice in the old hometown now.

If there were golden fields of rice as a backdrop, it would certainly offer a different flavor.

Of course, one cannot forget the annoying mosquitoes.

Pulling his thoughts back from afar, Mo Jingchun stated his second request.

"The second point is to arrange a fireworks show in the evening. Don’t think it’s simple; apart from the front, my home is almost surrounded by mountains on three sides. Too many fireworks could easily set the mountains on fire, plus we need to consider environmental protection."

"On such a wonderful day, I wouldn’t want trivial matters to lead anyone to criticize us from behind a keyboard."

"Alright, Mr. Mo, we will invite some renowned domestic masters to specially design a fireworks show."

Mo Jingchun raised his eyebrows, then suddenly beamed with smiles amid the uneasy mood of everyone, saying:

"That’s how to expand the vision! Don’t be petty, with me, money is never a problem; what I want is the effect. As you mentioned, there’s no need for one company to take all the cake."

.........

Even though he said it was just a few requirements, Candy was still gobbling up watermelon and hadn’t finished yet.

Seeing her brother getting more excited, Candy looked towards their sister for help.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yaling was already absorbed and didn’t notice Candy’s signaling with her eyes.

"Come with me."

On the side, Zero couldn’t bear it, wondering why someone needed company for a bathroom break.

After leading Candy out of the conference room, Zero glanced back at the person who followed them out and said with a smile:

"Thanks, no need to follow us."

"Um... okay."

The girl stood awkwardly in place until she realized they were heading toward the restroom.

"Dare to eat watermelon mindlessly again next time?"

"Of course! It’s not every day we’re surrounded by a crowd like today."

At the words, Zero pouted and said, "You’re quite the dreamer; at home, the eldest won’t let you have unlimited refills."

"Then I’ll eat secretly!"

"Don’t eat secretly, hurry inside, it’s not funny for a 7-year-old to wet their pants."

Instantly, Candy dashed into the restroom.

Standing at the door, Zero stood like Guan Yu, only without a large blade in hand.

To be honest, when Zero stood there, no one approached.

Despite the cute appearance, outsiders still see Zero as a robot, artificial intelligence.

Not being human, it naturally poses uncontrollable risks.

But some people forget that the most dangerous thing is humans themselves.

"Hmm?! Where’s Candy?"

In the conference room, Mo Jingchun turned around and noticed the kid was gone.

Seeing Zhou Yaling’s bewildered expression, Mo Jingchun knew he couldn’t rely on her to watch the child.

Zero was also missing; with Zero accompanying, Mo Jingchun wasn’t worried about Candy’s safety.

Besides, there are more than a dozen bodyguards outside. Candy wouldn’t be able to fly down the building.

If she had that skill, why bother with scientific research, go directly into studying superpowers.

Coming out of the conference room, Mo Jingchun saw Candy sitting on a chair enjoying a massage, making his mouth twitch.

"You’re quite the one for enjoyment."

"Brother, are you done?"

"Yeah."

"Let’s go eat."

When invited for dinner by a group of beauties, Mo Jingchun straight-up declined in the conference room.

Heading out from the office building, Candy looked up at the sky.

Pitch black, no stars were visible.

Even the view was shrouded in mist.

"So foggy."

"Hungry? Brother will take you for some delicious food."

Pulled along by Mo Jingchun, Candy didn’t speak. She couldn’t tell her brother that she was full from watermelon, could she?

That would surely get her scolded!

The next day, early morning, the rain turned to sunshine.

Waking up early, Candy swiftly gathered all her summer homework and neatly packed it into her schoolbag.

Although her rushed winter homework wasn’t checked by the homeroom teacher last time, what about this time?

Candy had no hope of luck.

This was something Candy quietly learned from her brother.

Don’t put yourself in danger without being fully prepared.

After packing her schoolbag, Candy urged her brother still watching TV on the sofa:

"Brother, hurry up and change your shoes, we’re heading out."

"What’s the rush?" Sitting on the sofa, Mo Jingchun glanced at Candy, who was carrying a backpack and looking anxious, then calmly switched the TV channel.

"Welcome to the morning news..."

"Brother! We’ll be late!"

Mo Jingchun, slightly annoyed, pointed at his watch and asked:

"It’s only eight now; school registration officially begins at nine-thirty. I’m not in a hurry, why are you?"

"From home to school, it’s only a fifteen-minute drive; what’s the point of going now to stare at air?"

"Today it will be sunny, nine o’clock will be hot outside."

Mo Jingchun tossed the remote to Candy, smiling and saying:

"You can watch cartoons as a reward, we’ll arrive just in time."

"Are you sure you don’t want to cherish this short time of happiness? In second grade, you’ll have more homework."

Hearing about more homework, Candy sighed with a furrowed brow.

"Sigh..."

"Cheer up, you should be satisfied; your brother has never enrolled you in an interest class."

At these words, Candy promptly replied, "Brother, please don’t!"

"Our classmate, Xiaopang, you know him, has learned the piano for three years. I thought he was amazing, but he barely knows anything; he can only play ’Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star’ and can’t even keep the rhythm."

"Except for drawing, where I’m a little weak, I’m strong in other abilities, no need for interest classes!"

Mentioning drawing reminded Mo Jingchun of a scene he could never forget.

Who knows where Candy learned it from — unable to draw portraits, she cut out the portrait from his ID card and pasted it on paper.

As for drawing... let’s not talk about it.

"Brother."

"Yes?"

"What can you do, piano or singing?"

At these words, Mo Jingchun carefully recalled, finding he had no notable artistic skills.

But wait! There’s one! A traditional skill.

"I can play the gong and drum. How about it, do you want to learn?"

"Play the gong and drum? Like at Grandpa’s funeral..."