Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 152 The Prodigy

Soon, the company’s shareholders gathered outside the lab as they all stared at Eugene, disagreeing with his choice of letting a child handle the crisis. Therefore, they all dissuaded him from going ahead. “President, maybe we should let Jacob Sully handle this. After all, he is a professional and the right person to do the job!”

“That’s right. If things go wrong, we’re going to suffer a huge loss!” In the face of everyone else who disagreed, Eugene responded with a darkened look as he shoved the technician away. “I told you to move. So, just do as I said.” As the technician was shoved away, he could only helplessly watch his hard work go down the drain. He wanted to speak but swallowed his words in the end. “President Nolan…”

Meanwhile, everyone else who witnessed this felt dismayed and disappointed by Eugene’s bad call, doubting his decision to have a child look into a crisis. What can a kid do? That’s not how you pamper a child. Nevertheless, while the witnesses were complaining, North began jumping into action. With a complacent look on his face and a lollipop in his mouth, his little hands were seen typing on the keyboard pads with lightning speed as the monitor screen showed codes that kept changing. Needless to say, these were programming codes

eyes widened and mouths agape. Meanwhile, the technicians didn’t even have time to process the pain of letting their hard work go to waste before they realized the child only took less than a minute to catch up with the progress they had been making for an hour.

“Great! The system is back online!” the secretary happily exclaimed, “And all my stuff is still here.” Soon, everyone else cheered in excitement. “It’s

instead went on to make some necessary upgrades in the system. Then, he looked at Eugene and said, “I just installed a firewall in your system so hackers won’t access your system so easily.” At the sight of that, the shareholders all retreated without making any more noise while the technicians were rendered speechless. It was only after a long while that they finally asked,

a trance as the child doubtfully looked at him. “What makes you think