"The boss punished you for the drill you prepared today. Have a look." Mo Zhonghe motioned to Zhu yunhang, a document on the tea table. Let him read it to Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen looked at the three little guys and had a bad feeling in his heart. It must be that the punishment, the content of which is absolutely related to the three of them.

"Professor Mo Beichen failed to complete the drill successfully and was ordered by his boss. Therefore, he will be punished accordingly.

Mo Junlei, Mo Junhan and Mo junle, the sons of Mo Beichen, went to the Institute to make trouble and destroy the drill. It's just the so-called fault of the father if the son doesn't teach.

Mo Beichen and his family affairs can't be handled well. He is totally unqualified to continue to work in such an important research institute. Now he has decided to dismiss Professor Mo Beichen temporarily and deal with all affairs in the Research Institute of Xiaohu region. Go back to his hometown and deal with family affairs.

You can't go back to the institute until your family affairs have been handled. "Zhu yunhang read this punishment book with complete trepidation.

This is not the punishment of superiors and subordinates. It is completely a father who wants his son to put down his work here and go back to his hometown to enjoy family affection with his sons for the time being.

However, this kind of temporary family affection is a great suffering for Mo Beichen.

"What punishment is this? I protest." Mo Beichen immediately objected. "The 367 task is tight and has not been solved yet. How can I leave the Research Institute at this critical moment?"

"The protest is invalid," Mo Zhonghe said seriously.

"Dad, don't mess up because of these three boys' words. The research institute can't live without me. If we don't work out the finished products that can deal with the enemy as soon as possible, it will be troublesome." Mo Beichen relaxed and no longer regarded Mo Zhonghe as his boss, but his father.

"This is the Research Institute. There is no father, only the president, Mo Zhonghe!" Mo junle, sitting next to Mo Zhonghe, is more energetic with his own Baba.

"Shut up!"

The same two words came out of the mouths of Mo Beichen and Mo Zhonghe. This frightened Mo junle, with big black eyes, staring at his grandfather in horror.

"I'm talking about you," said Mo Zhonghe, staring at Mo Beichen. "The greatest advantage of these three children is that they draw gourds like this.

You often talk to them in the tone of a researcher, and they will naturally learn.

Since you let the children not call you father here, why do you call me father again?

You have heard the execution. This is the order of your boss. You can't protest.

Except you, Xiaohu research institute still turns the same, but my baby grandchildren, they can't turn without you. "

"Well... How long will this punishment take?" no way, who let him be his father's subordinate?

"When will you give it to my baby grandchildren, find their mother and come back?"

"Dean, the professor has returned to his hometown. What about me?" Zhu yunhang is mo Beichen's assistant. The boss has been suspended. He must not escape.

"When Mo Beichen is suspended, you don't have to call him a professor. He's still his assistant. Take care of his children." Mo Zhonghe said indifferently.

"This is not to be an assistant. It's clearly to be a nanny." Zhu yunhang couldn't help whispering.

"Your grandmother is at home and is worried about the three of them." Mo Zhonghe glanced at the time on his watch. "There are two hours left for the plane to take off. It should be enough for you to pack up."

"Leave in a moment?" Mo Beichen frowned. His father was very vigorous and resolute, especially when he met these three children.

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