Once Nie Zhao has something on his mind, he can't possibly ignore it.
But because it was the first time without a condom, and his wife was still ovulating, the two of them were extremely excited and went at it for a long time. They went to bed early that night. The next morning, Nie Zhao felt that if his wife was pregnant, he would have to remain single for another year, so he felt that he should do more things. Therefore, he gritted his teeth and did it again, which delayed his work.
He had to rush to work, so he forgot to ask about it again.
But when his wife finally relented and said she wanted to have another child, Mr. Nie was no longer as wary of Battalion Commander Zhao. However, as the return to China approached, their interactions gradually increased.
The electronics exhibition lasted for three days and was held at the convention and exhibition center, which was also the site of the handover ceremony.
Today, because several large orders from the Far East were signed at the electronics exhibition, which boosted the transaction volume, the chairman of the organizer personally invited Nie Zhao to give a short speech at the closing ceremony.
Nie Zhao also wanted to meet with new clients and do some public relations, so he made a last-minute decision to come and attend the closing ceremony.
In the parking lot, he saw Battalion Commander Zhao's command vehicle and two Dongfeng trucks. Because they were loaded with goods, they wanted to park in the VIP parking spaces closest to the venue, but the parking spaces and venue were currently rented by the organizers. The staff had plenty of parking spaces available, but refused to let them use them.
But they came on business, and they brought all heavy machinery. If they were too far away, it would be extremely difficult to move them.
That damned Battalion Commander Zhao, when he puts on his military uniform, stands as tall and straight as a young poplar.
Having changed into field uniform, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, the sharp-eyed Nie Zhao spotted him immediately from the crowd.
To displease Boss Nie, he would order his bodyguards and accompanying directors—a total of four cars—to park in the VIP parking spaces, filling them all up and leaving Commander Zhao and his men to do the hard labor, carrying things a long way.
However, Boss Nie only thought about it casually. Instead, he said to Secretary An, "Call Chairman Fang and tell him that the advance team has important military affairs. Tell him to clear all the VIP parking spaces. If the guests are worried about the long distance, we will arrange shuttle buses from the real estate company. But do not obstruct the advance team's mission."
Actually, it didn't need to be that complicated. Secretary An got out of the car while making a phone call, her hand already pointing: "You, get out!"
A group of staff members were gesturing and lecturing a group of mainland soldiers when they turned around and laughed in unison, "Brother An?"
He immediately said, "Okay, okay, we'll leave, we'll leave right away."
Nie Zhao and his entourage parked their car some distance away. The sun was particularly strong today. He got out of the car, and his ivory-white skin, which was rarely exposed to the sun and was carefully maintained, was set off by his gray-blue suit. That was... that was nobility.
Behind him were tall, muscular bodyguards wearing sunglasses, and a group of subordinates following closely behind.
Battalion Commander Zhao was actually quite aggrieved, because he couldn't understand why they were so devout, even humble, in their attempts to curry favor, yet the university professors and some ordinary staff members held such great prejudice and discrimination against them. He also couldn't understand why Nie Zhao, a man who looked like he had never even been through the wind, could control a large portion of Hong Kong's wealth, and why people who were bossy in front of him would run away in fear when they saw him.
But since they helped, of course we should thank them.
As Nie Zhao passed by, Battalion Commander Zhao took off his hat from a distance, smiled, and waved at him.
The morning light was strong, shining on his young, wheat-colored, and firm skin, making him glow.
Nie Zhao nodded to the other party as kindly as possible.
He thought to himself, "It's so good to be young. When young people smile, there aren't any wrinkles around their eyes."
What's even more infuriating is that Mrs. Nie doesn't love money; she only loves handsome men.
Anran nudged Ram with her elbow: "Boss, watch out, you might fall."
Luckily, he elbowed him, otherwise, Mr. Nie would have fallen face-first into the mud in the flat parking lot.
He clapped Ram's hand sincerely and said, "Thank you!"
Fortunately, he didn't fall, especially not in front of Battalion Commander Zhao.
The question remains: what exactly did Chen Rou and Battalion Commander Zhao talk about in the TV studio that day?
When Nie Zhao gets home tonight, he will definitely ask his wife about it; he absolutely must!
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A-Yuan said he didn't like kindergarten, but after riding his tricycle around for a while in the morning, he said, "I want to go to school."
The nanny said, "Let's go this afternoon. The food at kindergarten isn't as good as the food at home."
Yes, A Yuan has been going to school for several days, but he hasn't eaten at school yet. He wants to go and have a meal there.
Also, he just did a perfect drift, and it was a downhill drift, but only the nanny was clapping, and she was obviously tired of watching it and was clapping in a businesslike manner.
But Ah Yuan needs applause and admiration, so, reluctantly, he'll go and show it to the tattletale and the crybaby.
Chen Rou was surprised that her son asked to go to school. In order to encourage her son's enthusiasm, although she had promised Bao Yuyan that she would help her with the second court hearing today, she specially postponed it and accompanied A Yuan to school first.
A-Yuan carried his little schoolbag. Since it wasn't too far, they could walk there, and the mother and son arrived at the kindergarten together.
She herself grew up in a daze, but as a mother, Chen Rou couldn't help but remind her son: "If anything happens, tell the teacher. If any other children bully you, remember to tell the teacher, and then Mom will come."
Well, A-Yuan didn't have much of a concept of going to school, nor did he want to learn anything.
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