"Wah—" Wang Peng's son cried incessantly, his little mouth wide open, his eyes brimming with tears.
"Good boy, don't cry, don't cry." Wang Peng carried him around the room.
I went around and around, but I still couldn't calm this naughty little guy down.
"Honey, check if Jiye has pooped." Li Mingzhu carefully sat up from the bed.
"Lie down, I'll do it myself." Wang Peng hurriedly opened the swaddling clothes and immediately smelled a foul odor.
The little guy pooped, so he quickly cleaned him up with toilet paper, washed him with warm water, and finally put on a clean diaper.
The little guy immediately stopped crying, staring wide-eyed at his beaming father, his innocent eyes filled with curiosity.
"Jiye, your mother has agreed to this name for you. From now on, you will be called Wang Jiye."
Wang Peng's face was sore from laughing that he stared intently at his beloved son: "Wife, the guys who delivered the greeting cards just now all said that Jiye is very handsome?"
Li Mingzhu chuckled: "Our son is indeed very handsome, perfectly inheriting his father's excellent genes."
Wang Peng shook his head: "This child's face shape and eyes are very similar to mine, while his mouth and nose are like yours."
“That’s even better,” Li Mingzhu said with a smile. “The best features on my face are my nose and mouth, and our son will only inherit my good genes.”
Wang Peng held his son and spun him around while chatting quietly with his wife, his heart overflowing with happiness.
For a moment, the son opened his little mouth, looking at his father with a blank expression, neither crying nor making a fuss.
Looking at his son, Wang Peng thought of his daughter far away in England. With both a son and a daughter, he suddenly felt that his life had reached its climax.
After about half an hour, his arm started to ache, but the little guy was still staring at him with wide eyes.
"Honey, let's try putting our son down," Li Mingzhu said with a smile.
"I won't let go, I want to hold him a little longer." Wang Peng endured the soreness in his arms and continued to hold his son.
He worries that if he gets busy in the future, he won't have much time to spend with his son.
Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the ward. Wang Peng said, "Come in."
Du Lisan and Du Lei pushed the door open and came in.
"Aunt Hu made this chicken soup; she had to go on a last-minute mission." Du Lei put the chicken soup on the table and walked over to Wang Peng. "Brother Peng, can I give you a hug?"
Wang Peng had to entertain Du Lisan, so he gave him his son to hold.
"Wah—" Wang Jiye immediately burst into tears.
"Haha, this kid is close to his dad." Du Lisan laughed, and Du Lei and Li Mingzhu also laughed.
Wang Peng quickly hugged his son, who immediately stopped crying and stared at him with wide eyes.
He couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Du Lei scratched his head and said, "Brother Peng, this kid is closer to you at heart."
Du Lisan walked over, looked at the baby, and nodded: "Xiao Peng, have you named the child yet?"
“Jiye, to carry on my father’s business,” Wang Peng replied.
“Good name,” Du Lisan said, taking out his wallet and putting five hundred yuan on the table. “Sister-in-law, take this money.”
Li Mingzhu smiled and nodded, then opened the drawer and put the money inside. According to the customs of the provincial capital, a gift is expected when visiting a newborn baby.
Du Lisan looked at Wang Jiye again and said with a smile, "This child is lucky; he's been born into a life of plenty."
"Third Brother, children and grandchildren have their own blessings." Wang Peng knew he must have something on his mind, so he invited him to sit down, and the two chatted casually.
A few minutes later, Wang Peng saw his son yawning and quickly and gently put him on the bed.
He breathed a sigh of relief when the child didn't cry: "Three of you, there are no outsiders here, so just say what you have to say."
Du Lisan said, "Xiao Lei and I have already written the contract. Would you like to take a look?"
Du Lei hurriedly opened his briefcase, took out a contract, and handed it to Wang Peng.
This is the contract for Brothers Store No. 4, which plans to rent a ten-story building 100 meters east of Brilliant Store No. 5.
This building was originally a clothing market, but business was so bad that it was merged with another clothing market.
Wang Peng thought about the location of the clothing market carefully and felt that the location was not bad. It was so close to the Huihuang No. 5 store that it was practically a direct confrontation.
He continued reading and found that the management rights were handed over to Wang Peng, while Du Lisan retained 49% of the shares.
“Third Brother, forty-nine is a bit too much. I can’t possibly give you that much.” Wang Peng looked at Du Lisan, his tone resolute.
"That's impossible," Du Lisan said. "Shall we arrange a time?"
"Honey, Mom'll be here soon. Why don't you go have some tea with Third Brother?" Li Mingzhu said with a smile.
Wang Peng frowned slightly, genuinely worried about his wife and children.
"No need to rush." Du Lisan waved his hand, stood up and said goodbye. "Brother Peng, let's do it in the next couple of days. Give me a call when you have time."
Just then, the ward door was pushed open again, and Li Kefan and Duan Cuilu arrived.
Duan Cuilu, holding a lunchbox, asked with a smile, "Is the baby asleep?"
"Yes, I just fell asleep." Li Mingzhu asked softly, "Mom, what delicious food did you make?"
"Black chicken soup, to replenish your blood." Duan Cuilu opened the lunchbox, and the rich aroma of chicken soup immediately wafted out.
When Wang Peng saw his father-in-law glancing at Du Lisan, he introduced him, "Dad, this is Brother Du, the owner of Du's Auto City."
"Oh, hello Mr. Du." Li Kefan hurriedly shook hands with Du Lisan.
Du Lisan, who sells cars, is a well-known big boss in the provincial capital, and Li Kefan has certainly heard of him.
"Uncle, you're too kind," Du Lisan said. "Wang Peng and I are like brothers, so you're my elder."
"No, no, I wouldn't dare," Li Kefan waved his hands repeatedly.
Li Mingzhu said, "Brother Peng, why don't you go and have tea with Third Brother?"
Wang Peng nodded, feeling relieved that his parents-in-law were there.
He took Du Lisan and Du Lei away from the hospital, drove to the teahouse run by Du Lisan, and went to the VIP private room on the fifth floor.
Du Lisan, being the host, immediately ordered the waiters to serve the best tea.
"Brother Peng, I can only negotiate forty-nine percent of the shares." Du Lei scratched his head, his tone filled with shame.
Wang Peng nodded and looked at Du Lisan: "Third Brother, although we both invested one million, my reputation is worth one million, right?"
Du Lisan said, "Without this prestigious reputation, I wouldn't invest a single penny in you."
“Brother Peng, these words may not be pleasant to hear, but they are my honest opinion,” Du Lisan added.
Wang Peng smiled slightly: "Since you recognize my brand, I will give you a maximum of 34% of the shares, no more than that."
"Hehe." Du Lisan chuckled and said, "While I acknowledge your brand, it's not worth a million."
"I want 40 percent of the shares, not a penny less." Du Lisan held up four fingers.
“Impossible.” Wang Peng immediately shook his head. “You’re only responsible for investment and profit sharing; I’ll handle all the operational problems, right?”
“No,” Du Lisan said. “I’ve been doing business in the provincial capital for so many years, and your network of contacts may not be as extensive as mine. I can help you solve your problem.”
The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.
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