Actually, it was because Bao Yuyan couldn't eat spicy food, so Chen Rou had to order several non-spicy dishes.

But she kept saying that Daddy Yuan liked this and Daddy Yuan liked that. Bao Yuyan glanced at her sideways and thought, well, the Boss Nie, who had always been gloomy and sullen in her memory, was not only talking nonsense, but even had a pout, with the corners of his lips turned up so high. And he could actually make jokes.

Grabbing the walkie-talkie, he said earnestly, "A-Yuan's father said that he can eat chili peppers, and he can eat a lot of them."

The waiter was still writing down notes when he suddenly looked down at Chen Rou.

Chen Rou tapped the menu: "Take my word, just make it mildly spicy."

The chefs here all specialize in Sichuan cuisine. They're known for their ability to handle spicy food, especially when they hear the richest man is visiting.

So, unless the waiter makes a note, Chen Rou probably won't be able to eat any of the dishes with chili peppers today.

As far as she knew, all Sichuan chefs would start scooping up their spoons until they were steaming when they heard someone say they could handle spicy food. They weren't afraid of making you cry from the spiciness; they would only think that their skills weren't good enough.

In fact, Nie Zhao himself also needs to reflect. For him, the Nie family is a whole, and all the funds are operated by a group of professionals to make money. The advantage of this is that it will not fail due to the subjective consciousness or stupidity of a certain person, and their funds can have the best growth rate.

However, as Bao Yuyan mentioned, the downside is that if a division is necessary, it will be very troublesome, and the woman will be in a very passive position.

Nie Zhao needed to explain his position to his wife, and also to others.

While waiting for the food, Bao Yuyan opened a bottle of red wine, but he refused to drink it, saying, "We are currently abstaining from alcohol."

His words implicated Chen Rou as well, and Bao Yuyan didn't dare pour her any wine.

Then, the 'kind' Uncle Nie asked again, "What are your plans after the lawsuit is over?"

She added, “Women also need careers. If you want to work in a shipyard like Ahan, that’s fine. You can also go out on your own. If you need support, just come to me. I’ve always supported my wife in doing things independently.”

Bao Yuyan didn't want to go to the shipyard because her father was focused on raising her younger brother, and she wanted to start her own business.

Then Nie Han thought of something and said, "By the way, my aunt has been planning to open a security company. Why don't you invest some money and do it with her? There aren't any professional security companies in Hong Kong yet."

In recent years, it's true that gangsters have gradually stopped their activities and no longer dare to take on escort jobs.

Because they don't know the mainland government's attitude, others are afraid to enter the market, fearing they might be labeled as part of organized crime.

Currently, the bodyguards of Hong Kong tycoons, like Nie Zhao, are mostly hired from overseas.

Local bodyguards are competitively priced, and besides, Mrs. Nie has Mr. Nie protecting her, so she's not afraid of trouble.

Bao Yuyan almost slammed her hand on the table and said, "Great!"

She added, "I've been working with the second wife of the Wen family and am familiar with the casino's security regulations. If needed, Mrs. Nie can ask me anything."

That's right. A business needs a group of people working together, each contributing their strengths, to succeed.

Nie Han was in a good mood after helping Bao Yuyan find a job. Seeing A Yuan fiddling with the small walkie-talkie, she kissed him.

But in a fleeting glance, she noticed that her uncle seemed rather unhappy.

Now that she'd lost her position as CEO, she'd grown bolder. She leaned closer and whispered, "Don't you want your younger sister to go out to work?"

Having given up all hope, she wasn't afraid anymore and deliberately asked, "Are you afraid that Xi Niang will find out something about you?"

Nie Zhao was extremely busy every day, and like a captain at sea, the heavier the cargo, the heavier the responsibility.

When the Nie family's scale was approaching 100 billion, and the economy was developing rapidly, if his decision was even slightly wrong, the losses would be incalculable, and new people would immediately rise up and snatch away the resources that should have belonged to him.

He's not afraid of his wife checking up on him, but he really needs someone to check up on him.

How did Battalion Commander Zhao, a soldier who stayed in a completely closed military camp, become so familiar with his wife?

Though they lacked the wings of a phoenix to fly together, their hearts were in perfect harmony, while Nie Zhao felt like a clown.

Of course, he was determined to ask what had happened and what they had talked about that day.

Nie Zhao needed to know what that guy had said that made his wife keep laughing, laughing nonstop.

If necessary, he can also learn to be humorous. People shouldn't be afraid of flaws; the key is to learn.

He lowered his eyes, snorted at Nie Han, and, still giving his wife face, said to Bao Yuyan, who had been watching him anxiously, waiting for his answer, "Tonight, I will call Mr. Wen."

He added, "The Wen family isn't short of a hundred or two hundred million. Besides, marriage isn't a game. If both sides give more, even if they separate, they'll be much more cautious before getting married again. Money teaches people a lesson."

This is where Boss Nie's brilliance lies. He would advise Boss Wen not to plead for Bao Yuyan, but to consider the issue from the perspective of educating his son. He suggested that the Wen family could easily pay off a hundred or two hundred million in small change, but as long as it was recorded on the Second Young Master Wen's account, causing him to lose money and feel the pain, he would not get married or divorced so easily in the future.

As a father, he might not be willing to spend money to appease his daughter-in-law, but he would be willing to spend money to teach his son a lesson.

Bao Yuyan sincerely said, "Thank you, Uncle Nie."

By the way, A-Yuan was sitting in his dad's lap, not saying a word for a long time, I wonder what he was doing.

Nie Zhao would get up in the middle of the night and go into the nursery during the first month after his son was born to check if his son was breathing, fearing that the little guy might stop breathing when he wasn't looking.

His son remained silent for a while, which made him anxious. He was about to ask his son what he was doing.

A-Yuan held the walkie-talkie to his father's ear and smiled at him: "Listen, Dad, listen."

Nie Zhao only helped the kid access the listening device, but even though the children's walkie-talkie was small, it only had a short range. Walkie-talkies were used on many frequencies, and inside the hotel, traffic police outside, and so on.

This restaurant has it, of course, not in encrypted bands, it's public.

Ah Yuan twisted around and found the hotel's intercom signal; it was all in Sichuan dialect.

He couldn't understand a word, but he found it incredibly fun.