“On behalf of all the teachers in the park, I thank Mr. Mo for the financial a.s.sistance to our kindergarten!” 

The princ.i.p.al of the child Mo Zeyang gratefully bowed to his head, and his tears were almost falling. This kindergarten was for the children who live in the world. The children in the park could toss more than one, and often accidentally damaged the teaching equipment. Those with family members were fine, and parents could get compensation. But no one wanted more goblins. Some of these children were not yet transformed, they could eat, drink, and made. The annual allocation above was just a little bit, and the children couldn"t be wronged. When there was no money, their teacher could only pay out of pocket. It was a pity that their wages are not high, they were only 2,000 yuan a month, and their lives were particularly difficult.

In front of this big boss, he gave a million teaching funds for one purpose only, just took good care of his son!

Had he known that Mo Zeyang had such a rich dad, he had already offered him as a lucky cat! He could just worship him!

Everyone was a demon. What grade did you want?

Mo Yunqi said politely, “Princ.i.p.al Mao is welcome. As Mo Zeyang" father, I am very grateful to you for taking care of him in the past few years. If there is any problem with Mo Zeyang in the future, if his father has no time, you can contact me directly. This is my business card.”

Princ.i.p.al Mao Yuan looked like he was still in his early twenties. In fact, it was a sixty-year-old goblin with a pair of gla.s.ses on the bridge of his nose, just like an honest college student. After receiving the bronzing business card, Princ.i.p.al Mao Yuan carefully packed it into his pocket. This was the business card of the Golden Master"s father and must not be lost.

Let"s look at Mo Yunqi"s temperament. There was no demon in his body. Princ.i.p.al Mao Yuan"s heart beat like drum. He couldn"t feel the demon of this man. This man must be an old monster.

Can"t mess with it!

Thinking of this, Princ.i.p.al Mao"s att.i.tude was even more respectful. As for the possibility that Mo Yunqi was human, he did not even consider this aspect. Because the child Mo Zeyang was too good. He was a spiritual fetus born of Gu Jiaming"s more than one hundred years of enchantment, and he had perfectly inherited the ability of the fox demon.

Except for the appearance that looked like a human, nothing else looked like it!

At a time when other little fairies couldn"t transform into human form, the child Mo Zeyang could already walk around the street, so that the little fox demon was born with this ability. His two fathers must be big fairies. Only big fairies could use magic power to conceive the spiritual fetuses. Especially when fighting with the goblins, Mo Zeyang"s little paws waved very fast, and the whole pack could be beaten. A fox was not afraid of any wolves, tigers, and leopards, and it grab other goblins into shavings in minutes. The inherent combat effectiveness was definitely inherited from blood.

Princ.i.p.al Mao"s humble att.i.tude, in the opinion of Secretary w.a.n.g following Mo Yunqi, seemed to be scared.

For the money, the little headmaster didn"t even dare to talk. President Mo asked him what he said, and there was no extra nonsense. Alas, it"s pitiful.

With so many differences, Mo Zeyang kept his own vest.

Princ.i.p.al Mao Yuan went back and knocked and asked Mo Zeyang a few questions. He learned that his biological father had come to the door these days and lived with them. Princ.i.p.al Mao immediately understood why Gu Jiaming had such a request.

The young couple was awkward!

At first glance, Gu Jiaming looked like a wicked little fairy, grinding and wayward little fox spirit. Now the young little fairies were like this. He was talking about not letting his partner pick up the child, but actually staying together. The princ.i.p.al pushed the thick gla.s.ses deeply, saying that this was the taste of modern young people, who followed the customs in the country, and the demon was no exception. He understood it ~ 

Gu Jiaming didn"t know that the person he was guarding had simply and violently smashed into the inside of his demon, studied the script of the day, and brought Mo Zeyang back in the evening, and his life was still orderly.

Today Mo Yunqi came back early. As soon as Gu Jiaming arrived home, Mo Yunqi"s car stopped at the gate. The gate opened, the car drove in directly, and parked in the parking lot beside the lawn.

Mo Yunqi returned by car today.

Gu Jiaming raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised.

When he first came to the world, he thought for a long time that the rich big bosses didn"t do anything. He watched the show on TV and did not wipe farts himself. The maid fed peeled grapes, and then wipe his farts. Then peeled the graphs, and then fed… In short, the lives of big bosses did not understand the common demons. Later, his thoughts slowly changed. He also knew that many big bosses bring several a.s.sistants. Looking at it now, President Mo always brought a secretary w.a.n.g, who even drove by himself. Alas, this human was not a real tyrant. Does business not doing well?

After supper, Gu Jiaming was sitting on the corner of the sofa with the cub in his arms. The Mo on the other side of the sofa was still his “aristocratic” elegant sitting posture. He had a notebook on his leg and was watching financial news. It was completely different from the style of the pair here.

As Mo"s new generation of homeowners, Mo Yunqi was in charge of Mo"s business networks in several countries. Naturally, China also had Mo"s industry, but it was not as good as in Y country. Now the focus had been turned back to domestic development. Mo Yunqi had to deal with the internal affairs of the group during the day and remotely operated the business network on the other side of the ocean. In the evening, he would read the domestic financial news and grasp the domestic trends as soon as possible.

The children"s adventure cartoon “Dinosaur World Adventure” was playing on TV. 

The child Mo Zeyang asked seriously: “Is the spinosaurus delicious?” 

“Hmm …” Gu Jiaming groaned, “It doesn"t look delicious, too ugly."

Mo Zeyang nodded immediately. Dad said it was not delicious, it must be not delicious.

At this moment, Mo Yunqi asked unintentionally, “You picked up a show?”

Gu Jiaming replied lazily, “Yes, it should start shooting soon. It is said that the director has prepared for a long time.”

Mo Yunqi nodded, and didn"t ask the crew any further about it, “I can pick up and drop Zeyang …”

“No!” Gu Jiaming hadn"t waited for him to finish, and he tightly hugged the little cub in his arms, staring at Mo Yunqi with a guarded look, very doubtful that the other party would like to use this opportunity to take his child away.

Mo Yunqi watched this precautionary action, sighed helplessly, put the computer on the sofa, got up and went to his room.