Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
A Deal

"Little grandfather, tell Grandpa, what do you mean come here and intend to meet Xander, my son?" Jonathan started the conversation after a moment of silence.

Oh .. so this handsome Grandpa is the father of that evil Om? arsenio said in her heart. He noticed the silvery-haired look on the other side. The figure of the middle-aged man still looked so valiant even though age was no longer young. Although some of his hair began to whiten, but the aura of good looks still emanated on his face that was genuine bule.

Arsenio grabbed the milk box she asked the owner of the company, then sipped it until the chocolate-flavored milk was gone. After that, he said, "My arrival here actually wants to offer a cooperation agreement between me and the evil Om."

Hearing Arsenio call his only child 'evil' makes both eyebrows Jonathan shriveled the confused sign. He did not understand what Xander did wrong until the son was branded as a bad man by a cute little boy in front of him. "What deal?" ask the man curious.

Arsenio slumped her tiny body from the swivel chair opposite Jonathan, then she sat on the sofa with her legs crossed. "Dong cooperation agreement, Kek."

Suddenly Jonathan's feelings warm up when he hears Arsenio calling him 'grandfather'. The feeling that had disappeared had now reappeared to the surface. He was eager to find out who the mother of the handsome hazel-eyed boy was, but curiosity about the arrival of Arsenio made the man forced to postpone his wish.

Then Jonathan said again, "Little grandfather can explain to Grandpa what deal you want."

The corners of Arsenio's lips were drawn upwards forming an arc like an arrow. "I heard that the company data V Pramana Group was hacked by a hacker and not only that, some company data could not be saved due to a virus called I hate you, Dad. Well, my arrival here wants to help the evil Om restore the company data that had been mated virus a few days ago," said the boy.

"Reverting company data, how can it be? My entire enterprise IT team just couldn't recover the data that was hit by the virus." Jonathan stared doubtfully at the figure of the boy across there.

Arsenio is almost six years old, a big zero class in one of the kindergartens not too far from Tania's rented apartment. The appearance of the boy was the same as the children in general. So, where might be able to help him restore the data that has been hit by the virus. It's weird, just like Xander's real dad thought.

The tiny fingers again grabbed the light snack that was on the rectangular glass table. He tore off the edge of the package, then chewed on the light meal. This time the boy's choice on his favorite seaweed-flavored potato chips.

"Grandfather can't believe me and consider me a liar. However, I said honestly that I can help this company by wiping out the virus with my own antivirus," Arsenio said casually as she continued to chew snacks. He seemed to enjoy the dishes on the table so that unknowingly there were some of the snacks stuck to the corner of the lips.

Jonathan's eyeballs were perfectly wide a sign of surprise at the words spoken by Arsenio. Not yet finished his surprise when he saw a small figure very similar to a beloved child now he was surprised by something that is very impossible to digest by adults.

"Why can you be sure that your antivirus can restore the company's data?" ask Tania's former in-laws while massaging her temples that feel dizzy suddenly.

"Because I am the creator of the virus" said Arsenio casually. He moved both of his legs dangling on the floor while moving his head to and fro.

Jonathan jumped in shock and jumped up from his seat of pride. This time not only his eyes were wide open, but his jaw was perfectly open even barely dislodged from its place. "That's impossible. Y-you must be lying, right?" asked the man stammering.

Arsenio pursed her lips forward. The words of Jonathan who said he was joking offended the boy. He just threw away the package of snacks that still left some chips in it because it was no longer tasteful.

American blooded men don't know what to answer. Truly, he was stunned by the attitude of the little boy. "In what way should Grandpa believe that you are the creator of the I hate you virus, Dad?"

Arsenio took out several sheets of white paper and one flash disk from the bag. The little boy walked over to Jonathan. "This is the algorithm I solved yesterday afternoon and here's the antivirus I've created to eradicate the I hate you virus, Dad." He thrust white sheets of paper and small objects into his grandfather's room.

The middle-aged man's eyeball moved as he read the stuffing from the sheet of paper before him. Breathe as much air as possible to replenish the oxygen supply in the lungs.

"So ... You're Little Baby B's hacker, is that?" jonathan asked in a stifled voice. The gaze of the eyes stared fixed hazel eyes clear and beautiful.

Arsenio nodded. "Yes, Cake. I'm the hacker who hacked Grandpa's company data and corrupted it with the virus I created."

Jonathan looked at Arsenio with an indecipherable look in his eyes. I don't want to believe it, but all the evidence is in plain sight. His little instincts tell him that the boy next to him is not a liar.

The tall man cleared his throat to wet his throat that felt dry and sore, as if there were a bunch of cacti residing in there.

"If you manage to restore the company's data and eradicate the virus, what should I do in return?"

Tania's only child with her ex-husband smiled widely to show a row of white teeth. Waving fingers coded Jonathan to bow. Then he started whispering something.

"Is that your only request, little brother?" jonathan asked after little Arsenio expressed her wish.

Arsenio nodded. "really. That's all it is. The payoff is easy, isn't it?" A mischievous grin was painted on the corner of her tiny lips.

Jonathan chuckled softly. "It's very easy. All right, Grandpa agreed to your request." He reached out his hand forward, trying to strike a deal between them like an adult.

"Okay, deal!" balas Arsenio shook the hand of a middle-aged man who was none other than her own grandfather. Then, the two smiled happily.

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