Nie Jiajun noticed that his uncle was actually discussing business with his older sister. Well, he listened attentively and asked, "Why?"

Nie Han said, "Because of emotions, many Hong Kong people do not believe that the return to China in 1997 will really happen. In the stock market, many people are spreading similar false information, one after another, like crying wolf. You would think that after crying wolf so many times, people would stop believing it, but no, there will always be people who take the bait, and there will always be people who lose money. But Guo Xiaobai... he knows that the return to China will definitely happen. He invests in stocks based on that belief, and he can make money."

Nie Jiajun found it unbelievable that such a thing could happen, but upon reflection, he realized that the logic made sense.

He and Yu Guangxu were not exactly friends, because Yu had helped Guo Fuzheng devise plans and had gotten close to him. Moreover, Yu had harmed his father and almost killed his uncle. Nie Jiajun did not believe that Yu Guangxu was unaware of the situation.

He wouldn't call Guo Fuzheng a friend; they were strangers, and strangers he particularly disliked. This was because he had been to mainland China, and what he admired were upright and honest mainlanders like Master Huang and Master Cai.

He also knew that those people were only at the bottom in mainland China, while Guo Fuzheng was at a relatively high level.

Looking at the winding mountain road, the one he once dreamed of speeding on and which almost led to his death at the hands of Guo Fuzheng, he said, "Sister, do you know that Guo Fuzheng is the only one I want to ask God, why isn't he dead yet? If it were him instead of Danny, wouldn't that be so much better?"

Nie Han laughed and said, "Haven't you heard the saying, 'Good people don't live long, but turtles live for a thousand years'?"

Nie Jiajun thought for a moment, rubbed his hands together, and said, "If Guo Fuzheng were to suddenly die one day, I would..."

He wanted to donate all the money, but then he looked at his older sister's face. Although she was still chubby, her suit, high heels, and light short hair gave her an elite look, and she was quite pretty. So he said, "...give all my money to my older sister."

...

Back to Chen Rou, the child learned to crawl last night, and Nie Zhao broke down this morning.

When a baby learns to crawl, the adults' hard work officially begins, because the baby no longer wants to be carried or taken to places the adults want to go; the baby wants to explore the world on its own.

The wet nurse was completely unprepared. The nanny was preparing the formula when Nie Zhao came out of the bathroom and glanced at the stairwell. He saw his son already there, his little paws tentatively reaching out.

If it rolls down, what if it hurts that pretty little face?

Early in the morning, Nie Zhao held an emergency meeting with all the servants, repeatedly instructing them to take good care of the children before going to work.

Chen Rou also had some official duties, which Nie Zhao had assigned her, but she only needed to handle them in the study.

As soon as Nie Jiajun and Nie Han went upstairs, they saw that the maid at the door of the study was not only wearing socks, but also slippers over the socks, and then a layer of plastic shoe covers over the slippers. The maid and the nanny were kneeling together at the door of the study.

Even Nie Han felt that something was off today.

Because they were required to wear disposable shoe covers that had just been disinfected when they were downstairs, and Nie Han had complained about her uncle's abnormal parenting style, Nie Jiajun was actually a bit annoyed.

He was a boy too, and the eldest son. He didn't have a childhood like Nie Shenyuan.

Good heavens, even the servants have to kneel to serve. Is Little A Yuan becoming the crown prince and preparing to ascend the throne?

However, when he glanced into the study, all his inner complaints vanished. He threw down his bag and immediately knelt on the ground.

Perhaps in the future, they brothers will be like other brothers, outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds, and may even end up in court over the family property. There's nothing new under the sun; every family in Hong Kong is the same. But at this moment, Nie Jiajun felt that he wouldn't fight with this little guy for anything, and he would never turn against him.

His mother is looking at documents behind her desk.

The little guy was crawling around on the brightly lit floor, spinning in circles.

He was playing by himself, humming to himself, when suddenly he saw two people coming. He immediately sat up straight and exclaimed, "Oh, oh!"

It is exquisitely carved, yet has a fierce and chubby appearance, with delicate features and a cute and obedient nature.

A fair-skinned little baby, dressed in snow-white clothes, waved two tiny, lotus-root-like hands.

One of his little feet had a sock on it, but the other didn't. Oh, it turns out he was holding the sock in his hand.

Six months is the cutest age for a baby.

He locked onto Nie Han, scrambled over, and reached out to hug her.

Nie Han didn't get her little sister as she wished. Although she was annoyed by the brat's loud crying voice, he was also the one who loved him the most: "You haven't seen your sister all night, have you missed her? Come here, let me kiss your little hands, and then your little feet, muamua, so sweet!"

Nie Jiajun reached out his hand: "Come on, let me hug you too."

This little guy doesn't recognize anyone, but he'll let anyone hold him.

Moreover, he had excellent eyesight; he pulled out Nie Jiajun's small phone from his shirt pocket in one swift motion.

Then he turned around and shouted at Chen Rou, "Mang Mang, Mang Mang Mang!"

The babbling sound meant, "Look what good things I've found for you, Mom! Look at me!"

Just as Chen Rou was about to greet Nie Jiajun, she received a text message from Chen Ke: The person has been found!

She picked up her phone and immediately sent another message: Guo Xiaobai, he won't be able to escape this time either!

Chen Rou understood. As the saying goes, snakes and rats are in cahoots, and wolves and wolves collude. It seems that Zhang Ziqiang and Guo Fuzheng's father are in cahoots.