Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Candy: Saving Up a Little Money Is So Hard

What kind of divine company is this???

I’m stunned, I’m stunned.

But for the accountant Cao Mingxin, working at this company is just too blissful.

Finally, there’s no need to worry about not having enough money in the account.

The more Cao Mingxin compares, the more he falls in love with this company, even though, at the moment, the company doesn’t have many people.

But having fewer people is better!

The company’s money-making ability is so strong, there’s no need to worry about the company’s future in the short term.

Among the three new hires, the only one feeling pressure is the legal advisor.

It turns out, the company is collaborating with those big companies.

If there’s a flaw in the contract when it’s in his hands, the problem won’t be a small one.

One careless mistake, and he might end up eating free meals.

Holding a cornmeal bun with not a drop of oil in the dish?

Geng Qi shook his head, getting rid of some strange thoughts.

At first, when the three of them heard that Candy Technology had a six-day workweek and one day off, they were somewhat resistant inside.

But when Xu Pengfei said the overtime was paid extra, the three were joyful inside.

Are you kidding? Do we hate overtime?

No, no, no! What we hate is unpaid overtime!

As long as we get paid, not to mention a six-day workweek, working every day wouldn’t matter either.

Throughout the company, if there’s anyone who’s unhappy, it’s Mo Jingchun.

Originally, he had the luxury of an office all to himself.

Now it’s occupied by the accountant, and there’s a bulky safe in the corner.

Honestly, Mo Jingchun regrets it a bit.

If he had known, he might have hired a female accountant, someone he could flirt with when he had nothing to do.

A misstep!

Outside the window, a light drizzle was falling, preparing for the revival of all things.

In the bedroom, Mo Jingchun watched the little one tightly gripping a red hundred-yuan bill, and suddenly had a whimsical idea. He pulled a green fifty-yuan bill from his backpack and held it in his hand.

Looking at the cute little one on the bed, Mo Jingchun held back his urge to laugh.

He said to the little one, “Candy, how about exchanging that bill in your hand for this one?”

Candy, who was entertaining herself on the bed, paused, looked at the pretty red in her hand, and then at the pretty green in her brother’s hand.

Without hesitation, Candy climbed over and snatched the pretty green from Mo Jingchun’s hand.

Everything’s pretty, why can’t she have both?

Luckily, at this point, Candy doesn’t realize the difference between 100 and 50; otherwise, who knows what kind of look the little one would give Mo Jingchun.

Saving a bit of pocket money from New Year’s money is so hard.

The naughty brother still wants to trick the sweet Candy into giving it up, that’s just too mean.

Looking at his now-empty hands, Mo Jingchun laughed speechlessly.

He thought he could tease the little one while she didn’t understand, but the little one didn’t play by the rules at all.

But… what does it matter if the little one snatches it? After all, her New Year’s money is also kept with him.

Hmph hmph!

Classes are always the main theme of Mo Jingchun and Candy’s daily life. As time goes on, though, the little one dislikes being held during classes even more.

The active little one prefers to stand holding onto a leg, and only when she’s tired does she want to be held.

Of course, there’s one exception, and that’s Mo Jingchun.

In Mo Jingchun’s arms, the little one always loves to listen to the rhythmic heartbeat.

When sleepiness comes, she can easily fall into a peaceful sleep.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, nowadays, during classes, Mo Jingchun basically holds his younger sister, Candy, himself.

Mo Jingchun holds Candy with one hand, touches the little one’s small hand, and takes notes with the other hand in the book.

Taking notes in books is a habit Mo Jingchun has had since he was young.

Mo Jingchun never uses a separate notebook to take notes like other classmates do.

Not that taking notes in a notebook is bad; it’s just that Mo Jingchun is used to writing directly in the textbook.

Touching the little one’s nails, Mo Jingchun thought to himself that Candy’s nails grow so fast; it looks like he’ll have to trim them again tonight.

When Candy scratches, she doesn’t realize she’s using all her strength, and it’s easy to scratch the skin.

Meanwhile, across the ocean, Mo Jingchun’s email was prioritized by the smart algorithm and directly forwarded to the text editor.

After checking the basic format of the paper, making sure the documents were complete and the human study had a registration number, the text editor assigned the paper to a managing editor, and noted in the email that although the first author wasn’t known, the corresponding author was Chen Xihe.

It was precisely this name that allowed the paper to be prioritized to the text editor.

Under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t reach the text editor’s computer within three months, not to mention the later procedures.

Still sitting in class, Mo Jingchun had no idea that his unintentional move led to a priority review.

Academician Chen Xihe, after helping to revise the paper, never mentioned the authorship to Mo Jingchun.

But Mo Jingchun added Academician Chen Xihe’s name before sending it, and even listed him as the corresponding author.

The fact that the text editor assigned Mo Jingchun’s paper to a managing editor also meant that Mo Jingchun’s paper passed the initial review.

In class, Mo Jingchun only felt his phone vibrate but paid no attention.

Mo Jingchun never expected to receive an email from a journal at this time.

According to Mo Jingchun’s estimate, it wouldn’t really enter the manual review process until his sophomore year.

Not only did Mo Jingchun receive the email, but Chen Xihe, who was at the experimental site, also received it because he was the corresponding author of the paper.

After the experiment testing was over, Chen Xihe opened his computer and saw the email.

Seeing the familiar paper, Chen Xihe was stunned, wondering why the email reached him.

The mouse kept scrolling until it stopped at the author section.

As expected, the little guy had secretly added his name.

Chen Xihe was somewhat amused, not knowing what to say.

Mo Jingchun, the little guy, probably didn’t understand the importance of a corresponding author.

“Corresponding authors” are often the overall project leaders, responsible for project funding, design, writing, and overseeing the article. They’re accountable for the authenticity of the paper contents, reliability of the data, credibility of the conclusions, and legal, academic, and ethical compliance, with a student’s thesis generally having their advisor as the corresponding author.

Of course, “corresponding authors” usually have a higher academic status and professional level, helping in the research work as the first author’s guiding teacher or an important mentor.

Holding a tea cup, Chen Xihe smiled and mumbled to himself, “What an interesting little guy.”

PS: Thanks to Halle Berry, JDHSUF, Liangchaメ for their generous support.

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