Actually, the Nie family's helicopter wasn't originally parked in Central, but on Peak Road, where there's a public helipad. However, after Nie Zhao returned to Hong Kong, it was moved there to facilitate cooperation with the mainland.
As for the artificial lung system, he had it installed for his son's sake, and he didn't consult a feng shui master at the time.
However, because of these two things, he unexpectedly broke the feng shui arrangement that someone had set up twenty or thirty years ago to make Han Yuzhu's descendants die out, which was intended to cause Han Yuzhu's descendants to die out.
If that's the case, then from Chen Rou to A Yuan, wouldn't it all stem from his initial thought of cooperating with the mainland?
But what if there hadn't been that collaboration? Nie Zhao thought about it and realized that his predicament would still be unsolvable.
Since the old helicopter wouldn't be of much use unless Chen Rou occasionally used it, he would have disposed of it long ago.
Without A Yuan, he wouldn't have installed an air purification system worth tens of millions of yuan.
It really was all an unexpected turn of events, but in the end, they brought him invaluable rewards.
Because Nie Zhao grew up in the West, he always regarded feng shui as a source of inspiration and psychological comfort.
But today he truly believes it, absolutely believes it.
It's already 1 p.m. The restaurant has prepared vegetarian food. Since monks don't eat after noon, it's time for them to go and eat.
Of course, having finally managed to get someone out of the house, Nie Zhao couldn't even think about finding his son, who was breathing heavily in the cooking fumes. He had to patiently stay with the nun and also had a few other very important things to do.
He pulled out a chair for the nun and asked her to sit down. He then said, "Regarding the name of my son, A-Yuan, you haven't replied since I gave it to you. I was wondering if there was some difficulty you were having and you couldn't decide on it?"
Nie Shenyuan not only had a courtesy name but also a given name, and the given name was to be included in the family genealogy. Nie Zhao picked a few characters himself and gave them to the nun. He waited, but after several months, the nun had no news. What happened?
The nun picked up her rice bowl and said with a smile, "It's not that the child has something to do, but rather, I'm also hesitating."
Seeing that she had chosen her vegetables, Nie Zhao also began to choose his own: "Please feel free to speak."
The nun said, "The Jianfeng Jin life is the hardest of the sixty Jiazi Na Yin, but too much rigidity is easy to break. The characters you gave are good, but they are not without the weakness of being too gentle, which can soften the fierceness of steel. The name must be carefully chosen. Besides, Yin and Yang are combined, and Heaven and Earth are intertwined. Of course, one must cultivate one's own offspring. But I think, perhaps to add to your good fortune, I can ask the young master to help you find a daughter. I will have to think more about that name."
In Hong Kong and Macau, hiring a feng shui master of similar caliber costs around 100,000 yuan per trip, which is the price of a top lawyer. The better ones are even more expensive; the travel expenses for the gambling king's personal feng shui master can exceed one million yuan at a time.
The bank's feng shui was arranged with the help of the gambling king's personal feng shui master.
If the nun were willing to charge a fee, Nie Zhao wouldn't even bat an eye if she asked him for a hundred million, as long as she could help him find a daughter.
But if he wants to use A Yuan's name to attract a daughter, then what name should he choose?
Although Nie Zhao was well-read, at this moment, he resonated with the most simple and honest old lady in the countryside.
So, how about we name our son Nie Zhaomei?
Of course, he only thought it to himself. He said, "Neither Arou nor I are in a hurry. You can take your time calculating."
The nun nodded and said with a smile, "I was also surprised by Arou. Let's eat. As monks, we should say what we should say and not say too much about what we shouldn't say. As for me, I talk too much. I should practice silence meditation."
So, are there any interesting stories or interpretations about Chen Rou's background?
However, since the nun was determined not to say, Nie Zhao decided not to ask for the time being.
After patiently accompanying the nun to dinner, Nie Zhao arranged for a driver to take her to the beach, and then a yacht to take her back to the island. He watched her leave, then glanced at his watch—2:30. He turned and left, and by the time Sam and Hank noticed, the boss had already disappeared.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately chased after the apartment.
As Nie Zhao walked, he called Mao Zi Ge to confirm that his son was still in the apartment, and then rushed over there in a flurry.
Just before he was about to go upstairs, he almost angered someone to death.
As everyone knows, Yu Heng has been like a bandit leader, squatting around the Nie family and guarding Nie Zhao for nearly two years. During these two years, the Nie family has acquired 30% of the land in Kowloon, far exceeding other real estate companies. Their sea sand company has monopolized the sand supply for Hong Kong's construction industry, and the Jewelry Wharf has a continuous daily throughput, causing their wealth to soar rapidly.
At the same time, his wife gave birth to a healthy baby boy, and he could be said to have reached the pinnacle of his life.
How could Yu Heng not hate and envy him?
But he kept watch every day for over 700 days and never saw Nie Zhao alone.
However, just today, on his way home after finishing his work, he suddenly came face to face with Nie Zhao.
He had a gun on his waist. At the closest point, the two even brushed shoulders. Nie Zhao touched him, said "sorry," and then walked away. If Yu Heng had just turned around and drawn his gun, he could have killed Nie Zhao with one shot.
But he couldn't believe his eyes, and he hesitated.
In the few seconds he hesitated, a large, blond man spread his arms and blocked his way.
He drew his gun and turned around at the same time. Well, there was another skinny guy behind him who also opened his arms.
Sam and Hank, along with Nie Zhao's two bodyguards, blocked Yu Heng's chance.
Meanwhile, Nie Zhao had already gone upstairs, walked through the narrow apartment corridor, and headed straight for his mother-in-law's house.
When he got to the door, he took a deep breath. Thankfully, Brother Mao was there.
Taking another deep breath, Nie Zhao paused for three seconds, then pressed the doorbell.
The house was small, and Chen Rou happened to be at the door, so she pulled the door open.
Nie Zhao was a little angry because as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong odor of cooking oil.
But daring not to speak out, he asked softly, "Where is A-Yuan?"
Chen Rou dodged, and A Yuan, who was lying on the ground exploring his new world, looked up: "Bang, bang bang!"
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