At a bit past eight in the morning, Mo Jingchun yawned as he got off the car and arrived at the technology park.
This morning, when Mo Jingchun tried to get his little one out of bed with him, he failed.
The little one clung to the bed sheets like an octopus, refusing to get up.
There was no choice, so Mo Jingchun had to come by himself.
Even before getting out of the car, Mo Jingchun saw Old Yu, Xu Pengfei, and Xia Xiaomin standing together, pointing out directions.
Every now and then, Old Yu stepped forward to lend a hand to the workers.
The smile on his face was so wide that his eyes were squinted, showing just how joyful Old Yu was feeling at the moment.
Xiaofeixia parked the car steadily in front of Old Yu, blocking his sight.
Mo Jingchun patted the seat and yawned, lazily saying:
"Old Yu, you're really early."
"Look at those dark circles, they make you look even older."
