Milia was fourteen years old this year; in her country, one wasnât considered an adult until sixteen. However, in her small group, there was only one boy who was of age, and the rest were all around fourteen or fifteen.
The airport manager had agreed to arrange a flight for Tan Rou and her team, so she wasnât in a hurry. She crossed her legs and sat down on the ground, starting a conversation with these young people.
Before speaking, she had bought each of the troublemakers a fast-food meal, asking them to eat while listening to her. Tan Rou thought that if she ever retired, she could open a youth management center to specifically educate these rebellious youngsters. Thinking this way, she realized she really would have a lot to do in her old age.
âWhere are your parents?â Tan Rou asked, âWhy arenât you in school? Why are you here being robbers?â
The boy with gray hair took a bite of his meal and replied, âMy parents donât care about me anymore. I do whatever I want.â
Tan Rou frowned, âAccording to the law, youâre still minors, so even if you commit crimes, you donât have to bear legal responsibility. But once youâre grown up, if you still do these things, then you must face legal punishment.â
The gray-haired boy didnât care at all; he boastfully said, âWhen I grow up, Iâll just live in prison every day. Iâll have food and drink and a place to sleep. How happy Iâll be!â
Tan Rou snorted, âYou think itâs quite wonderful.â
âBig sister, what are you doing here?â Milia respected Tan Rou a lot, âAre you touring our country? I can be your guide, and I wonât ask for money.â
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Tan Rou replied, âNo, Iâm just passing through here. I have to catch a flight to J country soon, then deal with some work.â
âWhat work do you do?â Milia asked curiously.
Tan Rou did not directly answer Miliaâs question. She took a small tablet computer from her bag, operated it for a while, and a little figure appeared on the screen.
âDo you work with computers?â Milia couldnât understand what Tan Rou was doing, but she could tell she was very skilled.
âI design robotics software,â Tan Rou said, explaining her job simply, âRobots need programs to operate, and Iâm responsible for writing these programs. Then I hand the completed programs over to another department, and once they install the programs into the robots, the robots can work.â
âSister, you are so amazing!â Milia asked, âCan I be like you someday?â
âYes, as long as youâre willing to work hard, you can achieve it,â Tan Rou said, âI have a company. If you pass my tests in the future, you can work in my company.â
Milia was full of confidence, âOkay, I want to work at your company!â
Her words sparked dissatisfaction among her friends; they blamed Milia: âMilia, if you go to school, what will happen to us?â
Milia was a bit conflicted, âYeah, you are all my subordinates, what will you do if I go back to school?â
âYou all could go back to school too,â Tan Rou said. âThen, when youâre in college, come to my country and Iâll take you on a tour of my factory. My factory is very large, almost as big as this airport. I also have a new shopping mall, which has many newly produced high-tech items.â
To convince them, Tan Rou showed them a video of the mall. Seeing the large mall, the unsophisticated children were all agog, cheering incessantly, though it wasnât clear what exactly they were so excited about.
âBeautiful sister, can we also visit your home?â the gray-haired boy asked, âI want to see big robots!â
Tan Rou agreed with him, âIf you can get into college, Iâll let you visit my mall and factory.â Then she said to the others, âThe same for you, if you can get into college, Iâll invite you to visit.â
Milia took charge, âFriends, listen to me, Iâm going to Sister Tan Rouâs country. Those who want to come with me, raise your hand.â
All the children raised their hands.
Watching them, Tan Rou suddenly wanted to laugh. These kids werenât bad, they just lacked someone to guide them onto the right path.