Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Ten minutes later, the door of the delivery room opened again, and Yang Yue and the child were pushed out.

"Yueyue, how are you?" Zhao Wenhao rushed up and grabbed Yang Yue's hand.

At this time, Yang Yue's face was pale and he could hardly open his eyes.

She heard Zhao Wenhao's voice and tried to force a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine, I just need to rest for a while! Come and see our child An An!"

Zhao Wenjing's child's nickname is Pingping, while Zhao Wenhao's nickname for his child is Anan.

As for the name, I've come up with five or six. I've been struggling to decide which one is best, so I'll wait until the baby is born to officially choose one.

Zhao Wenhao reluctantly turned his gaze away from Yang Yue, and then slowly looked at the child beside her.

At this moment, the little fellow's face was wrinkled, like a little old man;

His little eyes were squinting, as if he might fall asleep again at any moment;

He even yawned, as if he was extremely sleepy.

Zhao Wenhao looked at the little guy carefully, and suddenly a wonderful feeling surged in his heart - this was his child!

Somehow, he could feel the blood connection between them.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wanted to gently pick up the child, but when he saw the child's petite and fragile body, he was worried that his actions would accidentally hurt the child.

Therefore, his hand stopped in mid-air, looking a little at a loss.

"Okay, let the mother go back to the ward and have a good rest." At this time, the nurse pushing the cart looked at Zhao Wenhao's cautious look and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Yes, yes, push them to the ward quickly."

Zhao Wenhao nodded repeatedly. He was now at a loss and had no idea how to hold the delicate baby.

So, a group of people surrounded Yang Yue and the child and rushed towards the ward.

That afternoon, the news that the wife of Hengyuan Electronics Chairman Zhao Wenhao had given birth spread like wildfire.

Then, people from all walks of life in Xuanzhou got the news and rushed into the hospital ward.

Then, the news also reached my hometown, Ping'an County, and everyone from officials to the villagers of Zhaojiayu flocked there.

Then, Zhao Wenhao's friends and partners also got the news.

For a moment, the delivery room was crowded with people.

In this situation, others came to visit and bless him with good intentions, so it was naturally inconvenient for Zhao Wenhao to drive them away.

But this eventually affected the hospital and also affected Yang Yue's rest.

In desperation, Zhao Wenhao could only entrust his good friend Yan Bin and his secretary Lu Han to make arrangements.

Now he had no mood to receive guests, he just wanted to say hello and express his apology.

"Wenhao, I'm fine now. Why don't we go back? I can't handle so many people coming here every day!"

Five days later, Yang Yue put forward his own views.

In fact, Zhao Wenhao also wanted to go home, but to be cautious, he was waiting for advice from the hospital.

"I'll go ask the doctor and see what they say. If it's nothing serious, let's go back first." Zhao Wenhao suggested.

That afternoon, after receiving a positive response from the hospital, Zhao Wenhao took Yang Yue back home.

"Dad, Mom, this is..."

When he returned home, he saw the living room full of relatives. Zhao Wenhao was speechless and quickly pulled Zhao Aiguo and Wei Chunlan aside to talk.

"It's all because of your mom. She called your second aunt and told her that Yueyue was discharged from the hospital today and asked her to help buy some more old hens from her hometown. As soon as the news spread, a bunch of people from her hometown sent a lot of old hens."

Zhao Aiguo pointed cheerfully at the back garden, covered his mouth with his hands and laughed as he continued, "Have you ever gone to the back to see that our chicken coop is already full? There are at least a hundred old hens over there now. We can open a chicken farm!"

Zhao Wenhao slapped his head, speechless.

He also knew that most of them were fellow villagers who had received his kindness in the past. When they learned that Zhao Wenhao's wife wanted to eat old hens during her confinement, they naturally rushed to help arrange it.

But getting more than 100 of them at once is a bit exaggerated!

Do we need to find someone specifically to take care of these old hens?

But it has already been delivered, and it is a token of their goodwill, so Zhao Wenhao has no way to refuse.

So, we can only find a way to deal with it.

Zhao Wenhao quickly wanted to call his secretary Lu Han and ask him to book a restaurant and hotel for accommodation.

With over twenty relatives and fellow villagers coming over, Zhao Wenhao certainly couldn't just let them go. He naturally had to arrange a dinner and invite everyone to a good meal.

The man came to visit his wife and brought gifts, so he couldn't just let him go back empty-handed. Naturally, he had to prepare a return gift.

"Mom and Dad, tell our family back home not to come over for a while. Let Yueyue have a good rest. When the baby is one month old, we'll set up dozens of tables and invite everyone to come over."

Zhao Wenhao is really in trouble. He hasn't had a good rest during this period. He has to take care of his wife and children, and he has hardly had a good night's sleep.

Now he is really tired of welcoming and seeing off guests like this again.

It’s not that he doesn’t welcome them, but there are too many people and he really can’t take care of them.

At that time, if you are careless and neglect someone, people will always think about it.

"Okay, we get it." Zhao Aiguo suddenly thought of something. "Well, I'll go back with them tomorrow and talk to everyone about it, asking for their understanding. Also, I'll set up a few tables in our town and treat everyone to a meal to express my feelings."

"Sure!" Zhao Wenhao smiled meaningfully. "How much money do you need? I'll give it to you later."

Zhao Aiguo didn't care at all. He really didn't want to stay in the city and wanted to go back to his hometown.

Since I have this opportunity, of course I would go back and relax.

What's more, I can get some extra money from my son in the name of treating him to a meal, and show it off when I get home. Isn't that great?

"Give me 20,000, that should be enough." Zhao Aiguo stretched out two fingers.

Zhao Wenhao didn't care about these things. He knew very well what Zhao Aiguo was thinking.

In a place like Hengtang Town, Ping'an County, spending 200 yuan on a table of food is considered quite good. Even if you invite ten or twenty tables, it will not cost more than 20,000 yuan.

"Okay, I'll give it to you in a minute." Zhao Wenhao pointed outside, "I'll go say hello to them. You can help with the reception later. I still have to take care of Yueyue."

"go Go."

Zhao Aiguo was very happy to get the 20,000 yuan, and naturally didn't care about anything else.

So, the father and son acted separately.

One went to chat with relatives and friends, while the other went upstairs to take care of his wife and daughter.