Chapter 24 Your Dad Gets Rich Quick √ Your Dad Goes Bankrupt x (Second Update)...
twenty four
With the help of the group admin, Ning Ye got in touch with Bian Xun.
The two exchanged messages in the group chat.
In a way, diplomatic relations have been restored.
But if I send a voice message to my ex-boyfriend, it suddenly feels a bit ambiguous.
After a moment's thought, Ning Ye changed her approach to typing: "[I have to go to Hangzhou with the team leader on Saturday to check out meeting venues. We'll leave in the morning and return in the evening. You might need to look after Tao Tao during the day.]"
Such long and complex sentences are a knowledge gap for babies. Ning Zhitao blinked her eyes, feeling that her parents were communicating in an encrypted way.
But it's okay, Mom and Dad are probably talking about her!
The third person in the group replied instantly: 【Same-day round trip?】
That's way too rushed.
Ning Ye: [Yes, I'll go check out the arrangements that day and then come back, so can I bring Tao Tao to your place in the morning?]
Bian Xun: [Yes]
Ning Ye looked at the message on her phone and breathed a sigh of relief.
This business trip is different from the last one to the hot spring hotel in the suburbs of Beijing. They are just attending a conference, and their schedule is not busy. Even if I take Tao Tao with me this time, I can only leave the child in the hotel room for one day. She might not even be able to get away to go back, and I'm really worried about that.
It has to be said that having someone to lend a hand when raising children makes things much easier.
However, it's unclear how Ning Zhitao gets along with her current father. According to the child's descriptions of the future, their father-daughter relationship is very good, and Bian Xun is responsible towards his family.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have given the child a card to spend on her mother.
The current Bian Xun is not the same as Ning Zhitao remembers, but he took on this responsibility voluntarily, which was beyond Ning Ye's expectations.
In that case, things should go much more smoothly with that matter that will come up soon, right?
Ning Ye raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, trying to think about having a child in a calm and unromantic way. If their cooperation went smoothly, then cyber pregnancy preparation could perhaps be moved offline.
Ning Ye told Bian Xun about her and Ning Zhitao's usual weekend plans.
She eats three meals a day at normal times. In the morning, she may sleep a little longer. In the afternoon, she will first practice the performance for the parent-child day, then watch cartoons with the adults and learn English words. At four o'clock, she has a crayon interest class to attend, and we will pick her up at six o'clock. Before going to bed at night, she needs someone to tell her a story.
After sending it, Ning Ye was a little uncertain.
Do I really have to do this much in one day?
Ning Ye is used to doing things one by one. She is always down-to-earth and conscientious and is not afraid of trouble, but if you ask Bian Xun to do it this way, that's another story.
opposite.
Bian Xun frowned as he looked at these trivial details.
How could she have done so much all these years by herself?
It's certain that if we follow a child's schedule like this, then adults will hardly need to do anything else all day.
Bian Xun lowered his eyes and made a strict time plan in his mind.
By scheduling the child's activities down to the minute, ensuring that these tasks are completed, the child can also handle company affairs.
The president tapped his knee with his fingertip. Although he had never raised children, he was an excellent manager.
It shouldn't be a problem.
…
On Saturday morning, Ning Ye, carrying her business trip bag, led Ning Zhitao out of the residential compound.
She was catching an early flight, and the little one was still a bit sleepy, rubbing his eyes and yawning, with a head full of tufts of hair.
The night before, Bian Xun had already given Ning Ye his home address.
However, as she walked out of the community gate, she saw the familiar Maybach parked there, with a man leaning against the car, opening the door, and saying, "Get in."
Ning Ye was a little surprised, and a slight sense of admiration for her ex-boyfriend actually rose in her heart.
He offered to pick up the child so that Tao Tao could sleep in the car for a while. For parents, anything done well for their child will earn them gratitude.
Ning Ye nodded, opened the back door, and found that a child seat had already been installed in the back seat.
She was taken aback, then a genuine smile appeared on her face.
Ning Ye didn't own a car, so she completely forgot about this detail, never expecting Bian Xun to notice it.
Bian Xun leaned lightly against the car, his eyes catching a glimpse of the smile on her lips. He stared at her for a while before looking away, tilting his neck slightly upward.
Then the CEO, looking very aloof, crossed his arms with a half-smile.
Intensive study was definitely the right approach.
He simply refused to believe he couldn't take good care of a child. Ha.
Ning Zhitao was no stranger to car seats. She climbed in and sat down by herself. Ning Ye fastened her seatbelt, then closed the car door and pushed her out.
"Thank you," she said sincerely, looking up at him.
Bian Xun glanced at her sideways, "?"
Ning Ye weighed the bag beside her: "Then I'll have to trouble you. My flight is at eight o'clock, and I'll pick her up around ten o'clock."
As she spoke, she prepared to head to the airport. She had only taken one step when someone frowned, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back.
Bian Xun's eyes were clear and focused: "Get in the car."
He joined the family.
It's not like I only wanted to be a dad.
Ning Ye was taken aback, then realized, was he still going to give her a ride?
Bian Xun looked away, his expression indifferent, and said, "I don't accept you taking a taxi by yourself."
The money spent was enough to buy her a car.
Although Ning Ye was puzzled, she glanced at the time and didn't stand on ceremony, and sat down with great gratitude.
The Maybach sped toward the airport terminal.
As Ning Ye patted the little boy who was sleeping peacefully with his head tilted to the side, she looked at the man's sharp and cold eyes and nose in the rearview mirror, and suddenly her gaze became confused for a second.
Since he's offering to drop me off and pick up the kids.
Why give her your home address then?
The car quickly stopped outside the terminal. Ning Ye gave a few instructions to the sleepy Ning Zhitao, but still felt uneasy.
This was the first time she had been completely separated from the child since finding him. Whether out of a sense of responsibility or out of emotion, Ning Ye was already beginning to feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Ning Zhitao also woke up, and after hugging her mother for a while, she nodded, "Then let me know in the group if anything happens."
Ning Ye couldn't help but smile. "Okay, group owner baby."
After watching Ning Ye leave with her bag, Bian Xun started the car again.
Now that only he and the child were left, Bian Xun immediately began to execute a meticulous time plan in his mind.
There wasn't much traffic on Saturday morning, and they arrived at Bianxun's building without incident around 8:05.
The car was parked in the underground garage. Bian Xun got out of the car, opened the door, bent down to unbuckle the child's seatbelt, and the child instinctively hugged his neck, yawning and grunting twice.
Bian Xun's aloof expression paused slightly. He wasn't used to interacting with children, but he seemed to have no choice but to pick up the child.
The first plan, to help the children find their way, failed.
Ning Zhitao hadn't been held by her parents in a long time, because she's a very assertive little girl now, and her mother can't carry her anymore. But her father is different; he can carry her and walk very steadily. The familiar scent makes the already sleepy child even more drowsy, and her head slumps limply, swaying from side to side.
Of course, her father's first plan was meaningless to her in the first place.
She knows the way.
When they arrived at the door, the familiar beeping sound of the combination lock rang out, and Ning Zhitao was placed on the carpet by her father.
"We're home." Bian Xun gently tapped the child's cheek.
Children are such soft creatures.
It looks like a slime.
However, Bian Xun also has a strict schedule for the slime.
Bian Xun straightened up, looked at the child she was raising today, and began to explain the day's arrangements to her in the same tone she used when giving meetings to her subordinates at half speed.
Ning Zhitao listened to classical Chinese texts and shook her head.
"...Finally, around 10:05 PM, I will pick up your mother and take you home, thus concluding the day's schedule."
"Do you understand?" Bian Xun asked, trying to sound very patient.
Ning Zhitao nodded repeatedly: "Understood!"
Bian Xun's dark eyes showed slight satisfaction; this four-year-old child already had a high level of comprehension.
Bian Xun glanced at the time, then straightened up with a confident air. "Let's begin."
This way, he can finish his child's daily tasks while also dealing with the company's troublesome issues.
On the first step, Ning Zhitao was very obedient. She turned around and went to the washroom on the left side of the large apartment, where she washed her hands using the very strict procedure.
Bian Xun recalled seeing her bathe like this for the first time at the hot spring hotel. Did Ning Ye teach her?
He smirked, turned around, and went into his dressing room to change out of his outdoor clothes.
The moment I stepped out of the dressing room, I suddenly paused.
Did he just tell the child that the washroom is on the left when you enter the room?
Bian Xun raised his dark eyes and looked into the house, but the child who had been washing his hands was nowhere to be seen.
He glanced at his watch; it was time to move on to the next activity: breakfast. Then, he would rehearse the parent-child activity performance. …
He walked past the bedroom, but after a few steps, he turned back.
The four-year-old obediently took off his coat and shoes and put them aside.
Then, all of them curled up in a small ball in the middle of the president's two-meter-long bed, fast asleep with their mouths open, snoring loudly.
Bian Xun: "?"
His meticulously planned scheme was thwarted at the very first step by the child's snoring.
…
Ning Ye landed at the airport in Hangzhou and met up with her team leader and other colleagues before heading to the venue for their upcoming conference.
Their department successfully applied for and secured a place at the local convention center, which is located just 100 meters away from a well-established hotel, making it convenient to arrange the itinerary for attending leaders and guests.
Also present for this site visit were Yan Li and others from the same department. They had been quiet for a while since Ning Ye was carried out by Boss Bian.
However, Ning Ye, as a newly hired employee, was responsible for many important aspects of the event, and the veteran employees naturally had their own ulterior motives.
Upon arriving at the venue, they found that the infrastructure was in good condition. They had arranged the seating for the attending leaders in advance, as the seating arrangement was sometimes more important than the catering and tea breaks in the agenda.
Ning Ye had already drafted a plan with the director of the department in charge before she arrived.
As the group walked into the venue, Yan Li said with a smile, "I wonder if Chief of Staff Bian won't be attending this time. You'd better make sure to reserve his seat, otherwise, if Chief of Staff Bian gets the wrong seat, no matter how hard you work overtime, it won't make a difference."
Ning Ye looked down at the meeting materials without raising her head, and said, "He'll go."
Yan Li frowned, her voice rising slightly, "How did you know?"
Ning Ye then raised her head.
I was looking for what I had said in the morning.
However, she didn't need to tell her that Yan Li herself had been holding it in for a long time.
As soon as I arrived outside the conference hall, I heard a noisy commotion inside, and something was being played on a multimedia system.
They went inside and saw several posters hanging there, and two rows of life-size cardboard cutouts in the corridor, which read "Xu Lanyi's 'Mother' Movie Press Conference".
Ning Ye raised an eyebrow; the plot continued to unfold silently.
She didn't believe that Xu Lanyi had just happened to choose the venue for their event.
The poster for "Mother" was incredibly detailed. Xu Lanyi looked at the audience with gentle tenderness, surrounded by countless flowers and a pile of letters from fans. At first glance, she looked completely surrounded by love and flowers.
If Ning Ye really has the mentality of the female supporting character in the original work, she will probably be provoked again now.
The problem is that she had already set the time when she booked the venue, and today's time slot was reserved for their company to conduct a site visit and rank the venue.
Ning Ye remained calm and quickly found the venue's contact person's phone number and made a phone call.
"Yes, yes, it was indeed reserved for you, but I didn't expect the press conference for the Best Actress award to exceed the scheduled time. Apparently, the film's response has been too good..."
The team leader frowned as he looked around the conference hall, which was bustling with people, and the film's creators were still interacting with the audience.
When will we get there?
Yan Li, now feeling better, made sarcastic remarks, "Xiao Ye, you handled this, right? How could such a big mistake happen? You didn't even arrange the time properly."
The team leader quite admired Ning Ye; she was a reliable worker and unassuming, and today's incident wasn't her fault. However, their business trip was booked for a same-day return trip; if there were delays and they needed to stay overnight, they would have to pay for it themselves.
The team leader glanced at the time helplessly. "We'll just have to wait a little longer."
Are they going to hold this movie sharing session all day?
Yan Li crossed her arms smugly and looked at Xu Lanyi sitting on the stage in the distance. "Oh my, I really envy female celebrities. They are so glamorous."
Ning Ye also looked at Xu Lanyi.
On stage, she was speaking in a gentle, unhurried, and very delicate tone, explaining her views on the role of "mother".
The audience can ask questions in just one minute, while she can talk about a single topic for half an hour.
Intentional.
Having confirmed this, Ning Ye decided not to wait any longer.
She is very meticulous in her work, especially when it comes to detailed and tedious tasks like organizing meetings. She makes sure to gather all the information she can get in advance.
Ning Ye looked up at the anxious but helpless team leader, "Just wait a moment."
"Do you have a solution?"
A moment later.
Ning Ye has arrived at the radio station in the convention center.
She had already secured the right to inspect the entire convention center for today, and the testing of the broadcasting station was naturally part of that. She got the keys from the contact person and calmly sat down in front of the broadcasting station.
On the other side, the people guarding the door were looking inside.
Yan Li scoffed, "What can she do? Is she going to kick the crew and audience out?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
A soft and gentle voice suddenly came from all corners of the convention center, including the conference hall where a press conference was being held.
"Hello? Hello? Debug 1."
Yan Li recognized Ning Ye's voice and her expression became even more amused. "What's going on here? Team leader, tell her to stop embarrassing herself—"
"Is Gu Zixun here? Is Gu Zixun here?" the announcements broadcasted around the area.
As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Lanyi, who had been sitting motionless on the stage, suddenly stood up.
Yan Li's eyes widened.
"Gu Zixun, please come to the conference hall as soon as you hear this announcement. Your mother is waiting for you here."
"Gu Zixun, if you hear this, please come find your mother immediately..."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xu Lanyi's face seemed to turn deathly pale from the lights. She stood up and gestured to the host, "That concludes today's press conference. I hope everyone will continue to support us."
As the audience began to leave, some whispers inevitably arose.
Yan Li stared in shock at the scene, her mouth completely shut.
The team leader clapped his hands with admiration, "Ning Ye is so resourceful! I never expected this trick to work!"
Ning Ye saw the audience filing out of the window and turned off the microphone at the broadcasting station.
Gu Zixun may not actually come, but it's enough that Xu Lanyi knows what the consequences will be if she keeps talking about it.
The meeting room was quickly emptied, and their department's work proceeded as scheduled.
The team leader praised Ning Ye's adaptability repeatedly and even pulled Yan Li, who had been stirring up trouble, aside for a few words.
Ning Ye's remaining work went very smoothly.
She didn't want to waste time here; she had to go back to pick up her child that evening.
As the morning session ended, the colleagues went their separate ways to find food. Ning Ye also bought a bento box and rested for a while. She opened her phone to check the new messages her Little Genius watch had sent her.
"Mom, I'm up."
"Mom, I've already done three things since I got up."
"Dad has assigned me eighteen things to do! Waaah!"
Ning Ye felt a mix of amusement and worry. Was he really going to be a "tiger parent" in the future?
She really wanted to go back as soon as possible to see how Bian Xun took care of the child.
Her child doesn't necessarily have to be outstanding!
Xu Lanyi slowly appeared and calmly sat down in front of Ning Ye.
"Is this all we're going to eat?" she smiled.
Ning Ye finished replying to the child's message while still chewing on her spoon. Suddenly, a message popped up in the group chat. Before she could even read it, she looked up at the woman opposite her and asked, "You found the child?"
Xu Lanyi's smile vanished, clearly offended.
Xu Lanyi looked Ning Ye up and down, then suddenly smiled faintly, "Bian Xun already knows about Zi Xun's matter."
Ning Ye raised an eyebrow, not surprised at all.
"You probably don't know this, but the Bian family is currently embroiled in internal strife, and Bian Xun is under tremendous pressure."
pressure?
He seemed perfectly normal this morning, always acting like the world owed him money.
"Because of your child's appearance, the Bian family, whom Bian Xun had been suppressing, has found a handle against him. Bian Ziwen and several other families are working together to put pressure on Old Master Bian to take back Bian Xun's control over the group and retain only management rights. They also want to redistribute the other Bian family businesses so that Bian Xun can't have a monopoly."
"He's having a lot of financial difficulties right now, but you still spent a lot of his money, didn't you?"
Ning Ye looked puzzled.
"The Xu family can help him through this difficult time, and I will not ask anything of him. I only hope that on the day of the parent-child activity, he can make sure that Zixun is not alone."
"This is what a mother wants, can you understand?"
Of course, Xu Lanyi's message went beyond that. She wanted Ning Ye to understand that Bian Xun couldn't possibly give her and her child money without restraint, and that the day of the Parent-Child Day fundraising would be the day she completely broke down.
By then, she will have achieved her goal for this stage.
Ning Ye was indeed slightly surprised this time.
Has Bian Xun's situation really gotten to this point? There haven't been any rumors circulating within the company.
No wonder he's so sensitive about money?
Ning Ye looked worried and suddenly opened an app on her phone.
Xu Lanyi regained her composure and said casually, "If you have any difficulties, I can help you."
"Thank you," Ning Ye looked up and smiled sincerely, "Thank you for telling me such inside information."
Xu Lanyi paused, frowned, and asked, "What do you mean?"
The internal strife within the Bian family will definitely cause fluctuations in Wujiang Group's stock price once the news spreads.
Ning Ye had previously used Bian Xun's card to buy some of the group's stock. Although it wasn't much, only 100 shares, it was 30 yuan per share when she bought it, and now it has risen to 40 yuan per share.
Since the situation hasn't spread yet, this is probably the peak. Any later and we might lose money!
You can make a thousand by selling it.
The money from the sale will go back into his own account, which can be considered as Bian recovering his losses.
On the other side.
Bian Xun received no reply after sending the message, and his dark eyes lowered.
He spent half the day with the child, and several new topics arose between them, with his fingertips tapping the screen several times.
Finally, he tossed the phone aside.
The moment it landed on the table, the screen suddenly lit up.
Bian Xun reached for his phone, and when he opened it, it was another bank card bill.
He glanced down and saw another ten million being handed out.
He was about to throw his phone away when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
I lowered my eyes again and looked closely.
? Received.
Ten million came in.
Ning Ye sold the stocks, pocketed the profits, and looked serene.
Xu Lanyi, sitting opposite her, suddenly felt she couldn't figure this woman out and frowned slightly: "You don't really think that you can win back his affections and frantically demand things just because of a child that suddenly appears, do you...?"
At that moment, Bian Xun's phone rang instantly.
The man's voice reached the ears of the two people present clearly, and he remained calm.
Where are you?
"I'll come pick you up."
God of Wealth.
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Author's Note: I've exceeded the word count again! I'm late with my 100-word red envelope! Double update today, still nine chapters a day!
I'll try to update again before dinner tomorrow.
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