Nie Zhao didn't actually need to go to Macau. His official business didn't even require Wade; Wade's project manager could handle it. To put it bluntly, that official business was bribery—bribing the client.
Every weekend, at the invitation of the people in charge of the Nie family, the senior executives of the Ocean Shipping Company would go to Macau for fun. At that time, the people in charge of the Nie family would lose a lot of money, while the senior executives of the Ocean Shipping Company would make a fortune.
Of course, the money comes from the purchase price; the money they win is deducted from the purchase price.
That money should have been earned by Sir James, but now that he's dead, it's naturally going to be earned by someone else.
The significance of casinos in Macau lies in the fact that ordinary people's small bets can only maintain their daily operations. The real money is made from those shady business transactions. As long as you are in the business world, you can't escape the temptations.
The hotel had been booked in advance, and the itinerary had been arranged. Nie Zhao was going to accompany his wife, so this was a good opportunity to go.
He was chatting with his wife when he glanced over and noticed that Nie Jiajun in the foyer didn't look well.
He then called out, "Jiajun."
Seeing Nie Jiajun walk away with his back bent, he said again, "Come back here, what's wrong with you?"
A-Yuan was the first to run back, jumping onto his mother's knees and handing her something.
Chen Rou took it and exclaimed, "Wow! It's so beautiful! Where did you get it?"
It turned out to be a keychain shaped like a tear gas canister, with warning words on it. In Hong Kong, there are often large gatherings of people, and at those times, the Flying Tigers would carry submachine guns and tear gas canisters on their waists.
Just like right now, the scene at Tamar is being broadcast on TV, and the Flying Tigers are all wearing strings of tear gas canisters.
"What an adorable keychain!" Chen Rou took it and hung it on A Yuan's pants.
Mom is amazing! This is exactly what A-Yuan wanted.
He rolled up his shirt, revealing the keychain, and then showed it to his father.
But Dad didn't notice the keychain. He touched his little tummy and asked the nanny standing in the distance, "How is A-Yuan's diet arranged? He ate something cold today, and he seems a little bloated?"
The nanny quickly said, "No, no, sir, it's not gas."
Ah Yuan also said, "It's Youyou."
He also said, "It's because the baby is from me, and it's called Youyou."
He's been running around a lot lately, has a good appetite, and his belly is bulging because he's gained weight.
Babies sometimes stop growing taller but gain weight.
After accumulating nutrients for a period of time, it will sprout and grow taller.
Nie Zhao touched his son's belly, covered him with his clothes, and then asked Nie Jiajun, "What's wrong with you?"
Nie Jiajun covered his face with his hands for a long time before suddenly saying, "Uncle, please help me publish a statement in the newspaper."
He paused for a moment and then said, "I'm not gay, nor am I a transvestite, I'm a man."
He is, of course, a man, and a man who does no good.
Once, when A Yuan was nine months old and had just learned to climb stairs, he went upstairs to his room and pulled out a bunch of pornographic magazines.
The wet nurse reported this to Nie Zhao, who almost lost control of his foot and was about to cripple him.
It was only after Uncle Ming shamelessly pulled him away that Nie Jiajun finally managed to lock everything up.
However, rumors have been circulating that he is gay or a transvestite, but he has never cared. What is he up to today?
Nie Zhao was a little speechless and only said, "You can advertise yourself and just talk to Ahan about the time slot."
In this era of booming print advertising, newspaper ad slots are auctioned off. The Nie family has bought out ad slots in several mainstream newspapers. If Nie Jiajun wants to make a statement, he only needs to ask Nie Han to coordinate one day's worth of ad space.
Being mistaken for a sister by girls was unbearable for Nie Jiajun, so he started planning to make a public statement.
Chen Rou went upstairs just now and is in the study right now.
Nie Zhao took his son upstairs. He was home early today and wanted to bathe his son himself.
Ah Yuan was overjoyed with his new gift and would hold the little keychain high even while taking a bath.
He made a "woo-woo-woo" sound, imitating a police siren, and added, "Temporary police officer, I'm a police officer."
After taking a bath, Dad wrapped himself in a towel, leaving only his big eyes showing, and held up a keychain: "Don't move, I'm going to be a Royal Police officer, biubiu, pfft, pfft pfft!"
Nie Zhao patted his son and patiently agreed, "Sir, we know we were wrong, we surrender."
As his father patted him until his eyes gradually closed, A-Yuan was still muttering, "Put down your martial arts and surrender."
But gradually, it turned into a babyish sound: "muamua, muamuamua!"
Nie Zhao didn't get up until her son fell asleep. She gently pressed the service bell next to her. The nanny, who was resting in a separate room, would come over to sleep with A Yuan after she learned that the child's father had left and it was her turn to take over.
Nie Zhao still went to the bathroom first. After washing his face and applying skincare products, he would turn on the light to carefully examine his appearance, to see if he had any wrinkles, and to lift his hair to see if he had any gray hairs recently.
It was still early, only ten o'clock, and he still needed to work in his study on the first floor for a while before going to sleep.
But when he passed by the gym, he saw that his wife, who should have been running at this time, wasn't out for a night run or on the treadmill. Instead, she was on the balcony with a deck of cards, playing cards with her eyes closed. He watched for a moment, then went in and asked a particularly unsophisticated and uncultured question: "Ah Rou, are you pretty good at playing cards?"
Chen Rou turned around and smiled gently: "You know, all those gambling heroes and gambling gods are nothing more than the king of cheaters."
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