Lew Huan's words had irritated Rao Shiyun.
Is it wrong for me to like this child?
Ev if I were to nurse him myself, it's of your business.
"What nonsse are you talking about? Xiao Yan is just a child. There's no need to think about gder differces at his age, don't be so unpleasant."
Having said that, Rao Shiyun pulled up a stool and sat down beside Li Zhiyan.
Seeing Rao Shiyun so close to Li Zhiyan, a knot of annoyance formed in Lew Huan's heart, but he couldn't find the words to protest. He felt that to quarrel with a child would indeed seem a bit excessive.
Li Zhiyan, too, ignored Lew Huan. He saw Lew as a relic from a bygone era, a sort of charmer from a geration ago, and not someone Li Zhiyan needed to concern himself with.
However, he did wonder if his future rivals in love would all be uncles like this.
Li Zhiyan's mind buzzed with all sorts of strange thoughts as he booted up the mainframe.
Th he began to repair the system of Li Meifg's company.
The system of Li Meifg's company was indeed challging to fix.
A programmer with t years of experice was still a rare commodity, unlike in 4 years wh bald programmers were everywhere.
But for Li Zhiyan, it was a piece of cake.
His fingers moved skillfully, furiously tapping out code until they blurred with speed.
Li Meifg was astonished by the speed of the child's hands.
Any girl who becomes his girlfrid is bound to be overjoyed to death!
Meanwhile, her gaze upon Li Zhiyan was full of admiration.
A poor child teaching himself programming and achieving so much was a clear sign of the hardship and effort he had put in.
And Rao Shiyun, sitting beside Li Zhiyan, couldn't help but stroke his head.
Th she took out her mobile phone and started recording, capturing Li Zhiyan's quick fingers and the interface he was working with.
Her eyes shone with fascination while her heart overflowed with maternal affection.
If only my own son could be this outstanding.
The code was like a secret script to her, tirely incomprehsible.
But in the hands of this child, it seemed effortless.
Seeing Rao Shiyun so close to Li Zhiyan, Lew Huan's expression grew sourer.
Where did this kid come from to be doing such complex programming?
He didn't have a romantic rival before, but suddly there was one, and the kid was only 8.
What is this nonsse!
If Rao Shiyun actually took to nursing him, he would certainly be in misery for sev or eight years.
About fifte minutes later, after Li Zhiyan ran the system and found no bugs, he reset the system for Li Meifg's company and called it a day.
"Aunt Li, your company's system has be restored to normal," he said.
While everyone was chatting leisurely, Li Meifg's 6-year-old secretary, who was average in both looks and figure, hurried over.
"Presidt Li, Presidt Lew, the clit from France has arrived at our company."
Li Meifg wasn't in the mood for those flirtatious jokes with Li Zhiyan anymore.
Doing business was the real deal. Lew Huan also straighted his shirt and walked out seriously.
This was a gold opportunity to impress Shiyun, after all, a mature man was far more attractive than these little brats.
"Mr. Smith, please."
The two of them invited the Frch Mr. Smith into the office.
But they had yet to detect anything amiss.
"Mr. Smith, you've come a long way to visit our company for inspection. I believe our company's professional strgth will definitely satisfy you."
"De quoi parlez - vous?"
Li Meifg and Lew Huan turned their atttion to the young man beside Smith.
The young man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Sorry, the translator had a sudd acute appdicitis."
"So he was tak to the hospital."
"Presidt Li, it seems we can't communicate today. Do you have a Frch translator here? If not, we'll need to move on to the next company."
Li Meifg's heart was now truly in a panic. Although they claimed to be an international trade company on paper,
it was rare to meet a foreigner ev within a few years.
Ev if they met foreigners, there was always a translator.
This situation without a translator had never occurred before!
"Bonjour, je parle un peu français."
At this momt, Lew Huan stepped forward and spoke a stce in Frch.
Li Meifg and Shiyun couldn't help but turn their gaze toward Lew Huan. This man actually spoke Frch?
In fact, that was the only stce he knew, and because the pronunciation was too far off from being accurate,
Smith was still puzzled and did not respond to him.
An awkward silce fell upon the room.
After a while, seeing the communication deadlock, Smith stood up, intding to leave. Today's contract had to be signed, and a Frch-speaking company's translator was needed to finalize the deal.
Otherwise, the details simply couldn't be discussed.
Watching Smith about to leave, Li Meifg sank weakly into the sofa.
This deal was falling through...
Li Zhiyan slowly stood up; three thousand was at stake, and he had to step in.
"Xiao Yan, what are you going to do?"
Shiyun asked softly.