Zero's Troubles

Zero looked up at her boss in confusion.

"..."

"Boss, I'm leading the team. Are you really okay with that?"

Seeing Zero's eyes gradually light up with excitement, Mo Jingchun joked, "What's there to worry about? You're not going to tear down the Exhibition Center, are you?"

"Hahaha, of course not. Wouldn't I have to pay compensation if I did?"

Zero rubbed her little hands, which had nowhere to go, and giggled.

"Boss, just leave the design of a few Industrial Robots to me. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Zero was happy to work, and Mo Jingchun was more than happy to let her handle it. In any case, the Industrial Robots were only there to fill out the numbers and serve as a foil for Da Bai.

"All right. My requirements aren't high, either. Just don't make me look bad."

"Absolutely." Zero thumped her chest hard. Even from seven or eight meters away, Mo Jingchun could hear the loud banging.

With that much force behind the assurance, if she struck someone's chest, she would break at least two ribs, to put it mildly.

Xia Xiaomin had a special background. Seeing the force with which Zero struck her chest, she could tell at a glance that she wouldn't stand a chance one-on-one.

During the New Year holiday, Xia Xiaomin had tried sparring with Da Bai at home and had unfortunately been refused outright. Forget Zero—even against Da Bai, she might not have been able to win. After all, those professional "thieves" who had stolen Candy's pocket money had been subdued by Da Bai.

As for what exactly happened during the subduing, not many people probably knew.

A few days later, Zero interrupted Mo Jingchun while he was signing documents, tablet in hand.

"What is it?"

Zero raised the tablet