We are all reborn, who wants to be the richest man?

As night fell, Luo Nianzhong returned to the master bedroom after finishing some things.

In the room, some of the women in the house were leaning on the bed reading books, and the two generals Heng and Ha were definitely not among them.

The two little guys were playing poker. At this time, Luo Laosi's face was unrecognizable and covered with notes.

Although the little face is no longer clearly visible, but looking at the swaying of the paper, one can tell that the facial features have affected everything.

"Fourth sister, please play a card."

"Wait a minute, I need to think about it carefully."

"What are you thinking about? I only have an Ace left, and you have four and six in your hand, so you will lose no matter how we play."

"How do you know?" Luo Laosi was stunned for a moment, then he changed from sitting to kneeling, straightened his body and shouted loudly.

"You are so good, Luo Laowu, you actually dare to cheat.

I was wondering why I lost so badly, no, the previous ones don’t count.”

As she said that, Luo Laosi was about to reach out to grab the note on her face, but she was fast, and Luo Laowu was even faster, grabbing her wrist first.

"Fourth sister, you have to accept the defeat. You have used this trick several times and it doesn't work anymore."

Luo Laosi is a typical person who is addicted to playing poker, not only when it comes to poker, but also when it comes to other games.

She is not good at anything and is the best at cheating. This is her.

Perhaps the only time she wouldn't cheat was when she was playing mahjong with Luo Wang Yunhua.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to, but that she doesn’t dare.

It is said that people from Sichuan like to play mahjong, and people from Hong Kong are even more so.

But at the mahjong table, the old lady is completely different from her usual self, becoming very serious and weird.

So Luo Laosi was very popular with Luo Wang Yunhua, and the reason was that he was just the same as he is now, he didn’t remember the cards when playing cards and was terrible at it.

But what about Luo Wang Yunhua? In her opinion, this was just a sucker in the card game.

Fat sheep?

No, it's a big fat sheep.

No matter how bad your luck is, as long as Luo Laosi is at the game, you can basically guarantee not to lose.

Then things became delicate. Luo Wang Yunhua was willing to play mahjong with Luo Laosi, but Luo Laosi, who loved playing mahjong, did not like playing with Luo Wang Yunhua.

This is because the mahjong played within the Luo family is very big, and even if they play with other sisters and cheat, they can't lose more than 10,000 or 20,000 Hong Kong dollars.

But Luo Wang Yunhua was present, and Luo Laosi couldn't leave the poker table without hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

"What are you doing? Why are you grabbing my hand? My nose is itchy and I want to scratch it, what do you mean by this?"

Luo Laowu narrowed his eyes and said with a look as if he had seen through everything, "Fourth sister, you used this trick last week."

"What do you mean used? Big sister, can't you bear to watch it anymore?"

"Come on, do you want to trick me into coming back? This was the trick you used a month ago."

"What?" Luo Laosi was unhappy, and said seriously, "I am your fourth sister, how can you not trust your sister so much?"

It’s no wonder that Luo Laosi’s sudden seriousness distracted Luo Laowu for a moment.

Then, Luo Laosi used his other hand, which was not caught, to instantly pull the note off his face with lightning speed and threw it in her face.

Luo Laowu subconsciously used his hand to block and let go of the other person's hand.

"Ah, I'll fight you."

Luo Laosi wouldn't wait any longer. He ran out with a silver bell-like smile, then jumped into the arms of Luo Nianzhong who was about to go to bed, like a koala.

"Hubby, run away, someone is trying to bully your little baby."

She thought she had reached a safe area, but she didn't know that she was actually destroying her own strength.

Luo Laowu rushed over and slapped her on the buttocks with quite a bit of force.

However, Luo Laosi was not dissatisfied with the excessive strength, but said to the person who hit her, “What are you doing? Only your husband can hit you here.”

After playing, Luo Nianzhong put her on the bed.

"The second and sixth children went to accompany the children?"

Zhao Yazhi and Sarah have had some relatives visit them in recent days, and they go to accompany their children to sleep at night.

This is also the rule of the Luo family, or it can be said that it is their own initiative.

Because in this situation, living in the master bedroom is torture.

They are not like Luo Laosi, who didn't believe it at first, but finally couldn't help but fight a bloody battle.

Fortunately, Luo Nianzhong finally found the way and braked the car.

"Well, they went to accompany the children."

Luo Nianzhong lay down, and Luo Laosi came close to him in silk pajamas, releasing his absolute nature.

She said "husband" in a sticky voice, but Luo Nianzhong ignored her.

"husband".

This time, a long tone was drawn out, letting Luo Nianzhong know that the other party was not acting coquettishly.

After thinking about what happened recently, he asked, "You didn't listen to me, did you? Did you lose money investing in real estate?"

"Ha, Fourth Sister didn't just lose money, she lost a lot, tens of millions."

Luo Laosi glared at Luo Laowu for revealing his past, and then pitifully rested his head against Luo Nianzhong's chin.

“Those experts are all liars, didn’t they guarantee that house prices would not fall?

Humph, how can such a person be an expert? He is misleading young people."

Well, my husband is not as good as the experts.

However, Luo Nianzhong could also understand that the girl wanted to prove herself too much.

The women in the Luo family really are not short of money.

Although a trust was set up a few years ago to manage the shares of the Si Yahui Group, the beneficiaries of the dividends are indeed the women and their children.

And because the age for dividend distribution starts at 18, the money is now divided among the women.

This is the world's largest clothing brand. They can get hundreds of millions in dividends every year.

This is all cash, which means that they have hundreds of millions of funds available for investment every year.

But among all the women in the family, who is the richest?

It was not Keiko Matsuzaka who owned state-owned properties on the island, nor was it Sarah, the sixth sister who had her own business, but Luo Laoer.

The first is that she doesn't have much expenses. Her parents' hobby is traveling, and her brother has his own company so she doesn't have to spend any money.

He is also frugal when it comes to shopping, and apart from charity and social interactions, there is no other place to spend money.

Another reason is that she didn't know how to do business, so she gave all the money to the family office to manage.

Although Luo Laosan and Luo Laoliu have their own businesses, they still don't have as much money as Luo Laoer, who has the help of the family office to invest.

And who has the least money in the family? It's Luo Laosi.

Even though Luo Laowu came late and shared the money late, he still donated enough money to cover her daily expenses besides her favorite sports.

But Luo Laosi, a veteran, is different. He is usually very extravagant and likes to invest on his own.

For example, a few years ago she invested in the movie "Eye King", which was a project snatched from Dongfang Film and Television and was a very promising project.

But when it came to the hands of investor and producer Luo Laosi, he lost more than 10 million yuan.

There are many things like this, I am a born money-loser.

Just like this time, I still lost money even after I reminded myself, and I don’t know what to say.

"Well, it just so happens that Yuanhang Asset Management Group has several good projects to invest in recently. You can invest some and make some money back then."

"Hehe, my husband is the best, muah."

It started out as a kiss, then it turned into a kiss, and finally, the whole room was filled with spring scenery.

Among the current global hospitals, Chris Hospital is absolutely famous, especially in terms of cancer, even Mayo Clinic and Cleveland Clinic have to give it some respect.

Why are the medical standards in small cities lagging behind? It’s not because of the equipment or environment, but because of people’s hearts.

For many major diseases, drug treatment is far better than medical equipment.

But these hospitals dare not use drugs at all. They only use the most conservative methods. The degree of backwardness is not just one level, but a whole level.

The reason is that they don’t want to take responsibility.

The long-term observation of a drug from its launch to clinical trials and then to subsequent treatment takes at least eight years, if not ten years.

These hospitals will only dare to try it once the situation is completely stable and all problems have been resolved.

Otherwise, it is better to use conservative treatment with poor effect. If the effect is poor and the cure cannot be achieved, the patient can be rejected. Anyway, the patient must not die. The key is not to cause death.

Big hospitals, on the other hand, don't have such worries at all; they dare to try all new solutions.

Of course, the reason behind this is that someone has to pay for the consequences of all this.

For example, in the case of cancer, the charter king donates a special fund of 5 million Hong Kong dollars to Chris Hospital every year.

What is the money used for? To find cases similar to his and provide free treatment.

From hospitalization to treatment, whether it is recovery or death in the future, it has nothing to do with Chris Hospital. They have taken care of it all for you.

Guinea pig? Not really. After all, they gave you a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, you would just die.

Kindness? Not really, otherwise they wouldn't have specifically looked for the right cases. It can only be considered a matter of mutual benefit.

Not only Chris Hospital, but all top large private hospitals around the world receive such donations worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars every year, which is also a very important source of income for the hospital.

For the top wealthy people, it is worth spending any amount of money to buy comfort if they are not sick and to be able to receive treatment if they are sick.

For example, now, Bao Dahen, whose illness relapsed, has defeated the disease again with the help of Chris Hospital.

In 83, Luo Nianzhong saved Bao Daheng's life by pretending to be Luo Anran.

Although it was cured later, the disease could recur, so Bao Daheng established a cancer research center in Hong Kong Island.

Later, Chris Hospital was built and made frequent breakthroughs in the medical field, becoming a world-renowned hospital. Tycoon Bao began to sponsor Chris Hospital every year.

It has been seven or eight years. Five million Hong Kong dollars a year, a total of thirty or forty million Hong Kong dollars, is enormous wealth for an ordinary person.

But for Bao Tycoon, the current results achieved with 40 million Hong Kong dollars are what he considers to be one of his most successful investments.

Because I am almost eighty years old, this kind of treatment may make me pass away within two years.

But in the end, Chris Hospital took this problem into consideration and provided a very gentle treatment plan.

Anyway, his feeling was that except for his legs being a little weak, he didn't feel any problems in other aspects.

This was completely different from the first time he went to the United States for treatment. That time he suffered from vomiting and diarrhea and almost lost his life.

"Have you delivered the red envelope?"

Leaning on the hospital bed, his two little daughters and wife are all here with him, as well as his grandchildren. He is very satisfied with this family happiness and wants to live a few more years.

He hopes to see four generations living under the same roof, so that his death will have no meaning.

"I've sent it over. As you instructed, it's wrapped with a check for 10 million Hong Kong dollars. I delivered it personally."

The little daughter was peeling an apple and responding.

Bao Daheng was very satisfied. After thinking for a while, he said, "I heard that a second Chris Hospital is being built in Future City in the New Territories?"

"Yes, it is under construction now and it will be officially put into use in another year."

In response, he handed over a peeled apple.

Bao Daheng took it, took a bite, swallowed it and said, "Well, in my name, donate another 50 million Hong Kong dollars to the Chris Hospital in Future City in the New Territories to build a most advanced cancer treatment center."

None of the women in the family raised any objection to such a large donation of wealth.

For them, it is impossible to do business because they cannot spend all the family wealth in a lifetime.

From another perspective, the higher the level of Chris Hospital is, the more likely both the father and they will benefit in the future.

"No problem. Dean Zhou will come to visit you in person soon, so you can talk to him about this in person."

Mr. Bao nodded and continued, "I don't know how much time I have left, but even if I die, the annual donation of 5 million Hong Kong dollars cannot stop."

"Daddy, what nonsense are you talking about? Didn't the doctor say that apart from your current illness, you are in good health?"

"Haha" Bao Daheng laughed happily. At his age, there are not many things that really make him happy, and good health is one of them.

A few people were chatting, and after a while, the eldest daughter Bao Peiqing came in with her son Bao Wenjun.

The eldest grandson, Bao Wenjun, is the child of the eldest daughter and Su Haiwen. His surname is Bao and he was nominally adopted into the Bao family.

Bao Wenjun, born in 1978, is still in school this year and will take the college entrance examination this summer.

"Grandpa, are you feeling better?"

"Haha, he won't die yet." Bao Daheng really likes this grandson from the bottom of his heart.

There's nothing we can do about it, since his last name is Bao.

Historically, if this tycoon had not died young, Bao Wenjun would have been the chosen successor to his business empire. What a pity.

"How's your studies going lately?"

"Fortunately, the teacher said that as long as I perform normally, HKUST will have a good chance of success."

Hong Kong University of Science and Technology is the first choice for wealthy children from Hong Kong Island.

In the past, many wealthy people would choose famous universities in Europe and the United States, but now almost no one does.

In addition to the rise and fame of HKUST, this is also related to the current business environment in Hong Kong Island.

For children from wealthy families, there are two paths that are most commonly chosen.

One is economics and the other is science.

Either they inherit the family business and expand it, or those with ideas and ideals will study science and enter the technology industry. After all, for Hong Kong Island today, high-tech is the future.

In these two majors, HKUST is among the top 3 in the world, which is recognized by the world.

"Good, you are confident, you are worthy of being my good grandson."

In fact, for students like Bao Wenjun, even if they learn nothing, they can still enter HKUST.

Not to mention the relationship between the Luo and Bao families, even the Hong Kong University of Science and Technology itself will give face because it can attract a large amount of donations and connections.

"When you are admitted to the Hong Kong University of Science and Technology, grandpa will give you a start-up fund so that you can enter the Internet industry that you have always dreamed of."

"Really?" Bao Wenjun's eyes lit up. "Then grandpa, we have a deal."

Seeing the other party stretching out his right hand to high-five as an oath, Miss Bao on the side hit him angrily.

"How could your grandpa lie to you?"

They were so happy and cheerful that the laughter in the room didn't stop until the door was opened again.