Boss Lei said, half helplessly and half with a sigh, "All right, bring me that proposal and let me take a look."
"Yeah!" Lei Xuan instantly perked up at those words.
The expression on Boss Lei's face grew even more helpless. He poked Lei Xuan in the forehead, which had unconsciously leaned closer in an attempt to get near his computer. "You, honestly."
"Dad!" Lei Xuan shook his head in dissatisfaction. "I'm not a kid anymore. Can you stop poking me in the head all the time?"
Boss Lei pretended to have a sudden realization. "Oh, so you're not a kid anymore."
"Then adults should do their own homework."
Lei Xuan retorted, "Who says so? Yan Xianjue doesn't do his own homework either."
Boss Lei: "..."
Sometimes, Boss Lei wondered how many beatings Lei Xuan would have gotten if he weren't his biological son.
With that thought in mind, Boss Lei patted Lei Xuan's occasionally functional brain and sighed. "When you were seven, you couldn't finish your summer homework. On the last day, you cried and begged me to help you write it. Who would've thought that twenty years would pass in the blink of an eye? You're about to turn twenty-seven, and your old man still has to help you make up your homework."
Lei Xuan flew into a rage. "Dad! That's ancient history! Can you stop digging it up?"
Seeing the embarrassed fury on his face, Boss Lei laughed instead. "Fine, I won't mention it. I won't."
With Boss Lei guiding him through the revisions punctuation mark by punctuation mark, Lei Xuan's proposal was finally not sent back again this time.
As the special assistant flipped through this proposal, which was clearly beyond Lei Xuan's usual standard, then looked at the undisguised pride on his face, he could