"You don’t need to worry about this. In the next couple of days, some basic data will be issued."

On the phone, Qin Yuzhu didn’t specify what the basic data was, but Mo Jingchun could guess. It should be confidential information about rockets or something similar.

Issuing it means that they have mastered more advanced technology!

Moreover, since private enterprises are encouraged to enter the aerospace field, at least there needs to be something that can fly. Otherwise, it’s all just talk.

Basic data is indeed very important.

"Alright, Qin, once everyone is back to work on Monday, I’ll set up the research and development team."

After the call ended, Mo Jingchun pondered for a while, then called out to the air:

"Zero, filter the talent database and export a list of outstanding talents in the aerospace field who are still unemployed in the country for me."

"As usual, you know my standards for choosing people. Don’t include those who don’t meet the requirements."

"Got it, boss."

For Candy Technology, space shuttles and spaceships are still far-fetched, but if it’s just about making rockets to launch satellites into far orbits, Mo Jingchun is quite confident.

From what Qin Yuzhu implied, there will be substantial support from above for the development of the aerospace field.

This means that private companies can also own their own satellites!

According to international regulations, whoever occupies the Blue Star satellite orbit first owns it.

Mo Jingchun reckons they’ve been wanting to support domestic private companies in launching satellites for a while.

Even if they’re satellites with no real use!

The satellite itself may not be very valuable, but its orbit is valuable.

Especially in the current situation where Starlink is occupying a lot of satellite orbits.

Understanding this, Mo Jingchun’s lips curled slightly upward.

Encouraging private companies to enter the aerospace industry is a good thing. This way, once Candy Technology has its own satellite, there’s no fear of the company suddenly losing internet connection.

Moreover, Zero can maintain real-time communication with him through the satellite.

There are many advantages, but the disadvantages are also obvious.

When private companies can also launch satellites, it’s inevitable that someone will secretly conduct space experiments and research genetic engineering.

Throughout the long river of human civilization, people have always pursued longevity, even more so in modern society.

Undoubtedly, the vast majority believe genetic engineering is the key to unlocking human lifespan.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yaling came down a few times but never saw the little guy.

Is he really that guilty? It’s already past four in the afternoon and he still doesn’t dare to come downstairs.

He didn’t say anything at noon, nor did he mention someone getting scolded, so why is he still afraid?

Mo Jingchun looked at Zhou Yaling, who came down for a drink, and asked with a smile:

"Where’s Guoguo?"

"How come she hasn’t come downstairs all afternoon?"

After taking a sip of cold water, Zhou Yaling smiled with pursed lips and said,

"I guess she’s feeling guilty. She’s in my room writing."

"She hasn’t touched her phone at all; it’s practically a miracle."

"Hehe, I asked her what’s wrong, but she didn’t say. Hey, big brother, tell me, what exactly did Candy do?"

Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes at Zhou Yaling and said,

"What’s there to say."

Zhou Yaling pouted, "Who would believe that?"

At dinner time, the little guy finally sneaked downstairs.

Seeing her brother watching TV without saying a word, the little guy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looks like her brother is no longer angry.

Great, she can play "King of Glory" again tonight.

"Come over, have a seat." Mo Jingchun patted the sofa next to him without even turning to look at the little guy.

Just about to head to the kitchen to see what good food her sister was making, Candy looked embarrassed o(╯□╰)o

Oops, her brother called her over.

Tiptoeing, the little guy reluctantly walked over.

"B-brother..."

Mo Jingchun tilted his head with a plaintive look at the little guy.

"I haven’t even said anything; what are you afraid of?"

"Sit and watch TV."

"Okay!"

The little guy obediently sat on the sofa.

"Your sister said you spent the afternoon writing in the room?"

The little guy nodded vigorously, knowing that this writing would surely calm her brother’s anger.

This is what you call a stick with a sweet date to follow.

Zero’s analysis was spot on once again.

"Brother, Guoguo not only wrote from 1 to 100 but also wrote her name many times."

"Oh? Go fetch it for me to see."

"Alright~ brother."

The little guy happily jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs to fetch the result of her afternoon effort.

A few minutes later, the little guy stood in front of Mo Jingchun, beaming as he flipped through her afternoon’s work.

Sitting upright on the sofa, Mo Jingchun looked at the three-lined notebook’s numbers and pinyin letters, nodding approvingly.

It was evident that she had put her heart into it.

The pencil-written letters showed many marks where they had been erased with an eraser.

Seeing the last two pages filled with "Mo Xiaoxue," Mo Jingchun’s eyes brightened even more.

The neatness of the handwriting improved the further it went.

No longer crooked as before.

Now, horizontal lines are horizontal, vertical lines are vertical!

Plus, it was written in pencil, giving it a very refreshing feel.

Mo Jingchun smiled and lightly patted the little guy’s head, "Good job, worthy of praise."

"From now on, write one page of your name every Saturday, and I’ll check it at dinner."

Candy’s smiling face became embarrassed once more.

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That’s not right; why is it like this? Zero said there might be a reward, not that I’d have to keep writing every Saturday.

Seeing the little guy’s embarrassed look, yet unable to argue, Mo Jingchun felt joy blooming inside.

Little rascal, do you think I can’t handle you? Making me apologize after giving me two kicks early in the morning.

Humph, it’s already considerate of me not to enroll you in an extracurricular class.

Otherwise, you’d really experience the terror of being ruled by an extracurricular class.

"Off you go, take the notebook upstairs."

"Okay!"

Watching the little guy go upstairs defeated, Mo Jingchun was in high spirits.

In the elevator, the little guy grumbled.

"Hmph, Zero, you tricked me again."

"I didn’t, this was an interference beyond my control."

The little guy pouted and looked at the camera in the corner, saying,

"It would’ve been better to get scolded."

She spent the whole afternoon writing just this little bit.

And it only made her happy for less than three minutes.

Now she has to keep writing constantly.

In the evening, after dinner, Mo Jingchun sat in front of the TV again.

Still eating, Zhou Yaling knew from the sound that her brother wasn’t watching a TV show; he was watching the news. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Is something going to happen today? Otherwise, why is her brother paying so much attention to the news?

Confused.

At eight o’clock sharp, the news ended, and Mo Jingchun, deep in thought, went upstairs.

Zhou Yaling was left bewildered.

She watched the news too and didn’t see anything noteworthy.

In the study, Mo Jingchun tapped the desk, shaking his head with a smile:

"Tonight will be another sleepless night for the stock market."