Zhan Zhan walked to the desk with his short legs, and Jingting stood up.
"Hello, Master Zhan Zhan!" Both of them saluted respectfully, even if they bent down, they were 1.8 meters tall.
"Hello, big brothers!"
The little guy was very sweet-mouthed and handed the insulation bowl to Jingting, "Dad! These are all yours! Duoduo is giving it to mommy!"
"Thank you baby." Jingting was very happy. He bent down and reached out to hook the tip of the little guy's nose, then put a thermal insulation bowl and picked him up!
One of the subordinates reminded him, "Mr. Jing, I will leave the matter of U disk to you." After that, he turned around and walked out.
Another subordinate also saluted and turned around and left.
Zhan Zhan lay on Jingting's shoulder and looked at the door, "Dad, what's the U disk?"
Jingting felt a little embarrassed to speak. In front of this genius son, he was a little weak.
"That's..." He thought about it, put his son in an office chair, then picked up a U-disk from the desktop, and said to him, "This contains important information, Yin Lihua's evidence of crime, but these information can exist.
It's hard to say how long it will take."
The little guy looked at his dad with interest, then looked at the other U disks on the desktop, "What about these?"
"These are backups, and the information within five minutes will disappear inexplicably, so it cannot be handed over to the police station."
Zhan Zhan understood and said with certainty, "High-tech, if you backup a little more times, the things in the original U disk will disappear."
"So, do you have a way?" Jingting leaned against the edge of the table, staring at his son with his hands wrapped around his chest.
Zhan Zhan frowned, "I can try it, but it takes time. Can I give me all the USB flash drive?"
"If you have time, come here to try it and don't take it back, okay?" Jingting had his own considerations. He handed such an important thing to the child, for fear that he would be targeted.
Zhan Zhan nodded, "Okay! Hurry up and drink chicken soup! It's going to be cold!" As he said that, he opened the insulation bowl for his father.
The strong aroma of chicken soup filled the air.
At this time, Mo Fan's car was about to leave Jiangcheng and arrived in Jiacheng immediately.
He hasn't been back for several years, but the family's updates have always been very clear. Mo Jingyao will report to him about the situation at home every week.
In the past two days, the elders of the Mu family frequently walked to the Mo family and helped organize their grandfather's birthday party, but still wanted to become in-laws.
She also said that Mu Xin had returned to Jiacheng.
Therefore, Mo Fan felt that no matter what the situation today was, he would make it clear that it was impossible to go with Mu Xin.
While thinking, the phone rang. He took it out and looked at it. It was the number Jing Yao told his father.
"Hey, Dad." He answered, his voice calm.
"Mo Fan, are you back on Grandpa's birthday?" My father's voice was still familiar, his tone was gentle, and he had no intention of blame.
"I'm almost here in Jiacheng, and I'll be home in an hour."
"Okay." My father was very pleased, "Then you pay attention to safety on the way."
"Um."
My father hung up the phone.
But Mo Fan was in a bit solemn. Today is probably not a birthday party that satisfies everyone, right?
No matter whether he has to offend the Mu family or not, Mo Fan will follow his inner wishes.
In the huge yard of Mo Family Villa, servants are decorating the birthday banquet venue.
This place is the same as the Mu family, with a wealth of money and a quiet place in the midst of chaos. The villa is worth hundreds of millions of yuan. It was asked to make up a picture by a well-known designer and then build it according to their own wishes.
The Mo family is very rich and has a reputation in the local area.