Amelia pointed at the computer, holding the camera with one hand and hitting the table with the other. "Turn it on! If you have the ability to do bad things, turn it on!"
Everyone: "…" In the livestream, they saw a small, chubby hand that was clenched into a fist on the corner of the table. There were a few shallow dimples on the back of the hand. What a cute hand! It was not fierce at all. Instead, it was even cuter!
Alex held his forehead. He felt that his daughter might be here to undermine him. He could not help but smile. Alright, so be it. Who asked his daughter to be so cute?
The employee's eyes darted around. "Um… this computer is damaged…" As he spoke, he secretly stepped on the socket with his foot, wanting to break the power.
Alex's eyes turned cold. "I think your brain is damaged."
