When Wang Qiong heard Shang Fuhai bragging, she wanted to vomit and said directly: "Brother Shang, that's about the same thing. Who among us doesn't know who, I just wonder why he has changed so much."

"Sister Wang, I'll tell you something else. Before calling Lao Zhang just now, Lao Han called me again. He collected 2 points of shares from some people in the "Entrepreneurial Veteran Team" and two knives. Do you think Lao Zhang is really heartbroken this time."

Wang Qiong really didn't expect this to happen, and she couldn't even complain: "It's so fatal, Yiming was even stabbed twice, who is so shameless!"

"Sister Wang, whoever wants to sell, will make a profit anyway, so it's not within our consideration." Shang Fuhai didn't want to talk about this topic.

After all, he directly and indirectly bought the stocks in the "Entrepreneurship Team". No matter what the initial reason for this matter was, he was the one who made the profit in the end.

Wang Qiong also simply said that she did not bother with this question anymore and asked Shang Fuhai directly: "Brother Shang, how do you think about how to distribute it? Who will Yiming get from?"

"Sister Wang, I won't let you suffer any losses. Let's make up this percentage according to the share of 4 or 6. I believe in this. If you have money, everyone will make a profit together." Shang Fuhai had a long time ago.

Wang Qiong didn't say anything else and directly agreed to his plan.

She said: "Since Yiming said that, then let Mr. Han take the opportunity to get more shares and get as much shares as you can."

"But where does the money come from?" Shang Fuhai did not respond positively.

Wang Qiong scoffed at this: "Brother Shang, just cheat people. Don't tell me that you have no money, let alone you know. Now you pay some money to make more money in the future. For those messy investments, you are sure to make more money than Toutiao."

Shang Fuhai was directly despised by Wang Qiong, but he did not refute it, and he acquiesced to the answer on the phone.

After hanging up Wang Qiong's phone, Shang Fuhai touched his hot phone and thought about how long he had been chatting just now.

But before he could come up with the answer, he heard his son Jinbao screaming. Shang Fuhai subconsciously looked down and said, "Good guy, my son has pissed."

Today, I tried to save trouble and wanted to make him feel refreshed. I didn't wear diapers when I took him out for a walk.

This was so refreshing. He was just now spending time with Zhang Yiming and Wang Qiong and called his son, forgetting his sexual desire. He didn't have time to pee for him just now, and the little bastards were all on the stroller.

Shang Fuhai felt a headache and quickly carried his son out of the stroller. He didn't bother to call Han Zhengyu to explain. He put his cell phone in his pocket and grabbed Jin Bao's butt with his hand. This grabbed him with a full body of boy's urine, which was wet.

At this time, he didn't even bother to think about anything else. He hurriedly ran into the villa with his son in his arms and shouted: "Mom, bring me a set of Jinbao's clothes, and he has dipped."

When Zhou Xiumei heard her son’s shouting, she frowned and scolded him: “Dahai, why did you think of the child? Why did you even let him wet his pants?”

Shang Fuhai couldn't refute it, so I couldn't say that I was just patting for the phone.

He was clear in his heart. If he said so, no one would have been scolded.

Jin Bao hadn't figured out what was going on, but seeing his father and grandma circling around him, the little guy was so happy that he put his index finger in his mouth, keeping his silly and happy.

He also shouted from time to time: "Baba, dad!"

"Jinbao, you little bastard, you didn't even know how to call me just now. Tell me why you are so stupid, you are not as smart as your sister when she was a child!" Shang Fuhai kept muttering.

Zhou Xiumei felt like she couldn't stand it when she heard it next to her. She said, "Fuhai, if you have that free time, you should hurry up and change your clothes for Jinbao, as you said that you didn't wet your pants when you were a child."

“…”

Shang Fuhai was silent.

You are really a real mother, you don’t even have to say hello in advance if you cheat your son.

In the air where Shang Fuhai changed his son's clothes, Zhou Xiumei took her grandson's stroller, saw where she had peed, and quickly took it down and washed it.

After finishing his work, Shang Fuhai thought of calling Han Zhengyu.

Tell him what happened just now: "Old Han, you have to pay attention in the future. This time, they were exposed to Zhang Yiming's nose, but it doesn't matter this time. Just let it be clear. Go and contact Toutiao's entrepreneurial veterans and see who else is willing to sell shares. No matter how much, they will buy them all according to the valuation price of the previous round."

The reason why Shang Fuhai has this courage is because he knows that these "entrepreneurial veteran teams" don't have many shares.

They had been added with Zhang Yiming's personal shares before, but the shares in the hands of these "old veterans" had been scattered out by 6%, and they were scattered out by Han Zhengyu two days ago. How many more can they have?

If you have to die of suffocation, there is only a little thing. Since you move, you will be very serious.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Han Zhengyu was ashamed. He was not doing well this time, and the boss must have suffered losses.

"Be careful!" Shang Fuhai said last.

This made Han Zhengyu feel warm. With huge benefits in front of him, some people will take risks.

In a blink of an eye, it was the Qingming Festival holiday. My mother wanted to go back to visit the grave of the old man who passed away at home. Shang Fuhai didn't go back last year because Xu Fei gave birth to Jinbao in April. In this blink of an eye, she had been working all year long.

Seeing Zhou Xiumei packing her luggage, Shang Fuhai said, "Mom, don't pack up much, go back together, stay at home for a day before coming back."

"Okay, I'll tell your dad, he won't have to pick me up." Zhou Xiumei turned around and threw out her words.

Shang Fuhai felt his face hot, and it was his face. When his mother wanted to go back here, she still needed his father to come and pick him up?

Shang Fuhai told his wife Xu Fei about this matter. When Xu Fei heard that he was paying homage to the deceased old man, it was a serious matter and he would definitely go back.

She looked at her son who was still walking on the sofa with some emotion, and said, "Dahai, Jinbao is one year old. This year is so fast. Why do I feel busy? This year is gone in a mess."

"It's not that, otherwise!" Shang Fuhai spread his hands, and he had no choice.

Xu Fei also went to pack up her things, mainly with her daughter and son, but the couple basically had nothing.

Jinbao's milk powder, bottles and diapers were packed in a box. Shang Fuhai's eyes twitched while watching, and his wife was moving again!

He had said Xu Fei twice before, but she rejected them all. She meant that if you don’t understand, don’t mess around. It’s okay to bring too much. If you leave something behind, you don’t have it at hand and can’t buy it. What should I do?

While his wife Xu Fei was packing her things, Shang Fuhai thought for a while and called his mother-in-law Jiang Chunhua.

I asked about her situation in Weicheng.

According to Jiang Chunhua, Tao Rongrong was still a little affected. Later, when she was resting at home, she was a little more popular. However, she found out early, so she rushed to the hospital and stayed in the hospital for three days to observe. After no problem, she returned home.

Repeated toss!

Fortunately, she didn't go to work anymore, otherwise she wouldn't know what would happen.

"Mom, please let her pay attention. The past few months will be fine." Shang Fuhai reminded his mother-in-law.

The old lady kept responding to "Yes, yes, yes," and was also sighing in her heart that the gap between her daughter-in-law and her son-in-law was too big.

The next morning, before dawn broke, Shang Fuhai got into the car with Jinbao, who was still sleeping. Xu Fei then held his daughter Yuanbao's hand and followed him into the car.

Zhou Xiumei kept talking, she could just go back to her hometown by herself, and she felt uncomfortable even if she had to take her two children to do this.

"Mom, if you want to feel uncomfortable, just get in the car quickly. It's okay. Ask Yuanbao and Jinbao, they are not that pretentious." Shang Fuhai waved his hand and interrupted his mother's words.

When Yuanbao heard that she could go back to her hometown, she was very happy. She could see chickens, ducks, geese, cattle and sheep, and fish by the river in her hometown, but none of them were in Bocheng.

The book introduces her, she likes to watch cows and sheep, and there are many big fat pigs in her grandfather’s pigpen, and she also wants to ride a pig!

This is how it is performed in cartoons, but unfortunately my father doesn't let him go.

Look, what a sad thing this is for children in modern contexts.

Something familiar to Shang Fuhai and his generation is already "the knowledge in the book" when it comes to Yuanbao.

The car started and drove out of the community skillfully.

Shang Fuhai looked outside through the car window glass, and a word suddenly popped up from his mouth: "Mom, wife, after finishing this business, I will go to other places to buy a piece of land and find someone to design it carefully. Let's build a mansion by ourselves. I still feel a little frustrated to live in this villa."

"Look at your pride, keep it a little bit, what if I lose money!" Xu Fei poured a basin of water on him at the right time, and Shang Fuhai gave it to them.

You slutty girl is really disappointing!

Zhou Xiumei brought Yuanbao over. When she heard what her son said, she smiled: "Anyway, if you have money, just build it. But I still thought that when Yuanbao and Jinbao grow up, I will go back to Shangjiazhuang and live there with your father."

"All have been old neighbors for decades, and you can speak as soon as you go out..."

Zhou Xiumei’s idea is very simple, but it sounds like that in Shang Fuhai’s ears.

He was a little sad!

Xu Fei didn't understand these things before, but she has become more and more mature in recent years and has understood everything thoroughly. When she heard her mother-in-law say this, she felt very upset.

The word "fallen leaves return to their roots" is not just a kind of artistic conception, nor is it as simple as an idiom. It represents the last trace of thought in the hearts of a generation.

Xu Fei often hears her parents say that there is a big house in Bocheng, which is cold in winter and air conditioning in summer. It is comfortable to live in, but not as comfortable as living in my hometown.

These are two words. At that time, she often complained that her parents didn’t know how to enjoy the happiness and that people who have suffered for the rest of their lives can’t forget that little thing.

Thinking about it now, she misunderstood from the beginning.

There was a rare moment of peace in the car, and Shang Fuhai fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Xu Fei looked at his calm face while he was resting, and felt a hazy light shining. Before he knew it, his thoughts thought of the moment when they had just met.

At that time, Shang Fuhai was very simple, very simple, just a person working in a foreign company.

With relatively good salary and benefits, he is also very motivated...

Who knew that such a big change had happened as time passed.

Slowly, Xu Fei also fell asleep holding her son Jinbao.

On the way home, my heart was particularly relaxed.

You can't even hear the sound of tire noise or wind noise in the car. This is the best thing about luxury cars. I bought it at a high price. If this detail is not handled well, you can throw it aside.

At some point, the car stopped, and Zhou Xiumei woke up her son and daughter-in-law: "Fuhai, Feifei, we're home."

"So fast!" Shang Fuhai rubbed his eyes and muttered: "I just glanced at it for a while."

"Yuanbao, Jinbao, are you two back too? Do you miss grandpa?" Old Man Shang Yong's voice came from outside.

Listening to his anxious cheers, I felt anxious.

Shang Fuhai listened to his father's voice and said with a smile: "Mom, look at my father's anxiety."
To be continued...