While Chen Rou was upstairs enjoying a hearty bowl of braised pork rice, Nie Zhao was pondering this question.
In the drizzling rain before the typhoon, he had figured things out, he had come to terms with it, and he had even sent that troublesome little brat away. But Chen Rou chuckled and said, "At least for now, let's not."
She added, "I'm very healthy now, and I've eaten my fill. I'm going to sleep now. Also, if you keep making a fuss and it's always windy and rainy, then I'll have to seriously consider giving up on that little guy."
She was threatening Nie Zhao, but upon hearing this, his dark cloud immediately dissipated: "Aren't you feeling better?"
She didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but the massage technique Li Xia had taught her was working quite well right now. Feeling nauseous and vomiting, Chen Rou simply rotated her wrists and shook them, and her stomach immediately felt better.
She nodded, smiled, and went into the bathroom.
Boss Nie's heart is like the rain in June, sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny.
Hearing that his wife was feeling better, the weight in his heart instantly lifted. At the same time, he frowned, took out his phone, and dialed Wade's number. He spoke in English and said, "Send Mr. Cai all the details of the Yu Zhengrong case that the Hong Kong police have investigated. Also, tell him that we still hope he and his sister will come to Hong Kong for tourism."
Mobile phones are an industrial product of emerging technology. Nie Zhao was determined to make the first manufacturer in Asia. He wanted to recruit the technicians no matter how high the price, but Mr. Cai refused to agree.
Nie Zhao had also been pondering why.
Today, when he went downstairs to chase Chen Rou, he got lost and unexpectedly ran into Grandpa Yu Heng on the roadside. The old man probably didn't expect him to be running around in the rain, and of course, he didn't recognize him.
The old man was eating braised pork knuckle rice at a small restaurant, reading the newspaper as he ate.
Nie Zhao immediately connected Yu Heng with that Mr. Cai at a glance, because the newspapers Yu Heng read were the kind of tabloids that were unwilling to return to China and therefore deliberately smeared the mainland, and he was carrying the oldest model Motorola phone.
In other words, Mr. Cai refused to come, but he contributed a lot to the effort.
So simple and unpretentious, even less sophisticated than watering a money tree, is regional discrimination.
Nie Zhao always had many worries.
Yu Heng is a veteran policeman with decades of experience, so he is naturally good at surveillance.
Recently, Song Yuanchao, who has experience, was also not around. If he hadn't accidentally seen it himself, he wouldn't have even realized that the other party was watching him. The reason he kept Chen Rou's pregnancy a secret was not only because of superstition that the pregnancy was stable after three months, but also because he was afraid that if outsiders found out that she was pregnant, someone might harm her.
As for Nie Han, Nie Zhao wanted to be a little more cunning. As the legally listed heir, what if she had a younger brother or sister? Would she harm them for the sake of money? That was one concern. Another was that she had a big mouth and always liked to gossip. If something were to leak out, that wouldn't be good either.
Therefore, Nie Zhao had no choice but to play the villain. He had already reminded Nie Han several times, but now, thinking about it again and again, he still felt uneasy and had to make another phone call to remind her once more.
A howling wind, like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves, sounded outside. Nie Zhao had been afraid of this kind of sound since he was a child, so he simply hid in the toilet. Many people would find it unbelievable that someone so rich could be so cowardly and weak.
But Nie Zhao is like that; he will do everything he can think of flawlessly.
But he lived in constant fear, and only when he smelled Chen Rou's scent and heard her voice could he find peace.
Typhoon arrives in port!
...
With the typhoon over, Chen Rou finally found the trick to combating pregnancy sickness.
For the past two or three days, she hasn't experienced that uncontrollable nausea and dizziness.
With their mission deadline approaching, Song Yuanchao and his team were eager to act. The next day, they called to say that they would be launching a formal encirclement and annihilation operation in three days and to capture Gui Touchang.
Target: Kito Chang.
Objective: Capture them alive.
So, Chen Rou should set off soon, but this time she's not going to the Philippines. She has to land on Wan Island and then take a boat to meet up with Chen Ke and the others.
This time she didn't plan to leave without saying goodbye, because doing so would probably scare Boss Nie to death.
Perhaps they will eventually separate in the future, but Nie Zhao is dependent on her now. He is naturally perceptive and has a delicate personality. He looks very strong on the outside, but he is actually a weak person in life. If she leaves without saying goodbye during her pregnancy, it will probably scare him to death. So he has to talk to her before she leaves, but of course, it has to be before she leaves.
If we talk now, then from this moment on, Nie Zhao can forget about getting a good night's sleep.
She had originally planned to take the two old men for a stroll.
She wasn't naive enough to pin her hopes on those two octogenarians; she simply wanted to help them achieve some success.
She found it strange that the two old men had been so quiet these past two days, not even calling to check on her.
When I opened the newspaper this morning, I discovered something terrible had happened!
Kowloon is bound to be flooded whenever a typhoon hits, and a group of people living in basements are bound to die.
Or they couldn't escape and were flooded, or water got into the electrical outlet, causing an electric shock.
This year, two old men happened to be doing charity work, and all the gangsters mobilized, creating a miracle.
So the headline on the front page of the newspaper was: "The biggest typhoon in history, the lowest casualty rate in history."
Kowloon created a miracle: the typhoon passed through, but only one casualty was reported, who jumped off a building because he couldn't bear it.
However, it is said that Mr. Dong sprained his ankle and was hospitalized.
Grandpa Er has contracted pneumonia and is currently in the hospital with a high fever, almost reaching Grandma Er's level.
The media, of course, praised and lauded them.
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