Nie Zhao reached out his hands, trembling as he cupped his wife's face in them, and couldn't help but sob.
He even suspected that perhaps he was having a wonderful dream, a dream that made him, in his old age and confined to a wheelchair, both disabled and frail.
Otherwise, how could it be possible? The Han family, which once did business with the mainland military, has long since changed its name to the Nie family, and Han Yuzhu has disappeared into the long river of time. Even Nie Zhao himself couldn't do it, to single out the Han family and frame it on the wall.
Even if he wanted to do that, the Nie family is a listed company, and he couldn't make that decision on such a big matter.
The board of directors will not agree, the China Banking Regulatory Commission will not agree either, and the shareholders who bought his stock are complaining bitterly about the recent plunge in stock price.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to travel all the way to the mainland to make a name for himself.
He went to the mainland to boost the stock price.
But his wife accomplished in no time what he dared to even dream of.
Who else could make Master Dong, that stubborn mule, abandon the Yiyong Hall he had fought for his whole life and recognize himself again as the henchman he was when he was working for the Han family? Besides Chen Rou, who else could it be?
But Mrs. Nie and Miss Chen Rou did it without ever saying a word beforehand?
Nie Zhao's voice cracked, and after choking for a long time, he suddenly said, "The South China Sea military, over there..."
Chen Rou knew what he meant and said with a smile, "Please, Mr. Nie, Ms. Han is not only your mother, but she also prefers to be called by her first name rather than 'Mother of Nie Zhao,' don't you think?"
Nie Zhao nodded: "It's Han Yuzhu, not Nie Zhao's mother?"
Chen Rou laughed again: "I think she prefers the name Han Yuzhu, because that's who she is."
Commander Wang and Nie Zhao had met on the mainland, but they had never discussed this matter.
That also means that he didn't even know that the "Han" suffix of the company that Master Dong reported was Nie Zhao's mother.
In this situation, it would be difficult to get approval. However, Chen Rou insisted on using legal and compliant methods instead of seeking connections. She relied on her own abilities, which enabled Han Yuzhu, who is equally capable, to still be able to convince people with her strength today.
Nie Zhao felt like he was dreaming, and murmured, "Of course, she would definitely prefer to be Han Yuzhu."
When his mother was on her sickbed, she would occasionally mention the glory days when she was still the eldest daughter of the Han family.
Although she only mentioned it occasionally.
But Nie Zhao knew that she loved that time, and loved her own name.
Even he, her son, didn't really understand her, but Miss Chen not only understood her, but also helped his mother fulfill her dream.
So it was all a dream, everything related to Miss Chen Rou was all a dream.
Nie Zhao had a moment of doubt.
Before today, everything Chen Rou did was beyond his expectations, but it was still within his understanding. But today's matter was different. Chen Rou spoke so lightly, as if she had accomplished it casually.
But Nie Zhao knew how difficult it was.
Especially for Master Dong, it was a rare opportunity for his gang to shine, so how could he be willing to lower himself and carry the sedan chair for his long-dead boss? What exactly did Miss Chen do?
It all feels so unreal, like a dream.
Nie Zhao wondered if he was dreaming, and staggered back to the door.
The answer is actually quite simple: Grandpa Dong genuinely loves his granddaughter.
No matter what Chen Rou brings up, even if he seems tough on the surface, he's actually unconditionally willing to compromise. All he wants is for his granddaughter to coax him; he enjoys the process of being coaxed.
But Nie Zhao has never been a grandfather, and the elders he knows are all selfish and cold-blooded, so he can't understand them.
He then began to wonder if this was really not a dream, or a fantasy he had before his death.
But his wife added, "Tomorrow I will wear all of my mother's most beloved jewelry, and I promise I will check it frequently to make sure it doesn't fall off or come loose. Don't worry, reporters love to dig up jewelry."
To Nie Zhao, it all seemed like a dream.
Because of Mr. Dong, reporters will mention the Han family.
Because of Chen Rou, they would still mention Han Yuzhu without even mentioning him.
His mother was one of the first prominent businesswomen to push for the establishment of the convention center.
Even Nie Zhao himself couldn't do it.
He could only tell everyone, like Xianglin's wife, that his mother was involved in the planning of this building.
He could only utter a pale, casual remark; he couldn't do anything else.
But because of Chen Rou, his mother will be mentioned again, and when Nie Zhao looks at the newspaper, he can relive the pride and joy he felt when he saw his mother on the business page of the newspaper in his childhood. That dream was fulfilled for him by Miss Chen.
Nie Zhao repeatedly wondered, "Is this really not a dream?"
He's returning tomorrow; will his grand dream come true?
Will this beautiful dream end?
And when he wakes up, will he see the same legs that have atrophied in his dream, and be sitting in a wheelchair?
Nie Zhao leaned against the door, covering his face with his hands. He was trying his best to suppress his tears, but he still burst into tears.
He still didn't dare tell his wife, but he was terrified that it was all a dream, and that when he woke up, he would have nothing left.
...
Even A-Yuan outside the door could hear his father crying, which shows how loud Nie Zhao was crying.
Ah Yuan is about to cry and needs someone to comfort him, just like his father.
Moreover, when A-Yuan cries, he doesn't want others to see it because he feels ashamed. His father is the same way.
He said considerately to the wet nurse, "Let's drink, let's drink."
He was a worrier by nature, and he even knocked on the door, saying, "Dad, be careful, there's a little sister here!"
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