Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

The little guy is quite understanding of his dad's hardships.

Liu Qian didn't start crying until she hung up the phone.

This left Meng Chuan with a lingering sense of fear, as if he had just escaped a disaster!

Immediately afterwards, Meng Chuan frantically shook his arms.

You also have to imitate the way you coax a child, gently coaxing them with "oh oh".

But the little girl in his arms cried even harder.

Her little face scrunched up, and tears streamed down her face like broken pearls.

"Oh my little darling, it's because Daddy's voice is too loud. Let's not cry, let's not cry."

Meng Chuan was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Meng Chuan has already been the father of quite a few people.

But teachers never taught us how to soothe children.

Meng Chuan is even considering adding a course on soothing children to Fuxing University.

Because he hardly needs to take care of his children.

Just then, Yingdie fell asleep, and Meng Chuan didn't dare to wake her.

The only thing I could do was take the child outside into the corridor to soothe him.

Just as I reached the door, I bumped into Master Wei carrying in warm water.

Upon seeing this, Master Wei quickly put down the basin of water:

"Young Master, shall I give it a try?"

Meng Chuan felt like he had seen a savior and quickly and carefully handed the child over.

Although he wasn't afraid of having too many children, Meng Chuan was genuinely afraid of the crying and fussing ones.

Master Wei took Meng Zhile from him, skillfully stroking her earlobe with his fingertips, and then hummed a very soft tune.

Strangely enough, the little girl's crying gradually subsided.

But her little nose was still twitching, and tears were still clinging to her eyelashes.

Gradually, she fell asleep again.

Meng Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat:

"You really have a way with things."

“Children are very sensitive, especially Miss Zhile who is a bit weak, so we have to be extra careful.”

Master Wei handed the child back to Meng Chuan, and said:

"Mr. He just sent a message saying that the gene sequences of the four children have been retested and are all stable with no abnormalities found."

Holding his sleeping baby daughter, Meng Chuan finally felt a weight lifted from his heart.

He looked down at his daughter's sleeping face, gently touched her soft cheek with his fingertips, and suddenly remembered Liu Qian's phone call.

This lie can't be kept secret for long! The truth will come out eventually.

Meng Chuan simply couldn't imagine what it would be like if Liu Qian found out one day.

Just as he was pondering this, his phone rang again; this time it was Feng Chenchen.

Meng Chuan quickly gave the child back to Master Wei.

As I walked down the corridor and answered the call, I heard excited voices coming from the other end:

"Mr. Meng, the stock price has gone crazy! Our issue price was 12 yuan, and it increased 41 times in just half an hour after the market opened! It broke the record of 37 times the highest increase in the stock market."

Feng Chenchen almost shouted:

"Brother Zhan Qi is being interviewed by reporters right now! Everyone says you have a sharp eye; this pharmaceutical company became a dark horse as soon as it went public!"

Meng Chuan was also taken aback.

Actually, he could probably predict that it would definitely rise.

As long as Meng Chuan's public image doesn't collapse.

The added value of pharmaceutical technology starts at least 20 times.

41 times, this was something Meng Chuan never expected.

When CATL went public, its stock price only increased 28 times on the first day of its listing.

However, Meng Chuan remained relatively calm.

Because these things don't really mean much to Meng Chuan anymore.

Wealth is no longer the ultimate pursuit.

"I understand. Tell him to stop talking nonsense."

Meng Chuan said with a smile.

Because Zhan Qi is the one who is most prone to getting carried away.

And he always liked to flatter, but he always ended up flattering the wrong person.

Meng Chuan was genuinely afraid that he might blurt out something he shouldn't have.

"By the way, you guys stay in Shanghai for a couple more days, don't rush back. If anyone asks, just say I'm with you."

Meng Chuan added a sentence before hanging up the phone.

There was no other way; Meng Chuan would have to spend two more days with Ying Die.

When he returned to the ward, he saw that Yingdie had woken up and was smiling at him.

"Are you in a rush?"

Meng Chuan walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, taking her hand in his:

"Who said that? Your husband is exceptionally gifted; he's a master at soothing children."

Yingdie chuckled softly, her eyes so gentle they could melt spring water:

"Just hang in there a little longer. In two more days I'll be able to get up and you won't need to worry about me anymore."

Even if Yingdie were a martial arts expert with exceptional talent, it would be impossible for her to recover so quickly.

"It's alright, you should rest well and recover first, so as not to leave any lingering health problems."

Meng Chuan said softly:

"If I'm busy later, I'll arrange for a few people to come and help take care of it."

There are quite a few women in the Green Gang.

There aren't many places that are truly suitable for taking care of children.

Because the women in the Green Gang were almost all skilled in wielding knives and guns.

"My husband, I'm so sorry. I've delayed your trip to the United States because of me all this time. I..."

Yingdie suddenly said with some guilt.

Yingdie knew that Meng Chuan really wanted to go to Wall Street.

However, because Blood Rakshasa was giving birth and was heavily pregnant, she was unable to go.

"How can you say that? You gave me children, I'm more than grateful to you!"

Meng Chuan quickly looked at Ying Die's hand and comforted her:

"As for Wall Street, they haven't caused any more trouble so far, so let's just let them be! Besides, I have other plans."

Meng Chuan's words were not meant to comfort Ying Die.

Meng Chuan really has other plans.

With the research and technological accumulation of Hongda Pharmaceutical Technology Company.

Meng Chuan came up with another way to profit from Wall Street.

That was the pandemic.

During the pandemic, money is the least valuable thing.

Life-saving medical supplies are the real hard currency.

As long as Meng Chuan can control a large amount of medical supplies.

This time, if Meng Chuan wants Wall Street to go east, it absolutely dares not go west.

This is the truly decisive game that solves everything once and for all, a game that decides the outcome in one fell swoop.

Yingdie nodded, but didn't believe Meng Chuan's words.

She simply thought Meng Chuan was just comforting her.

Therefore, Yingdie was moved and changed the subject, looking at the four little ones in the crib:

"Do you think they'll blame us for making decisions on their own when they grow up?"

Meng Chuan followed her gaze and saw four children huddled together in a small bed, breathing evenly.

He reached out and tucked the blanket around Yingdie's neck.

"Isn't it strange? Let's fatten them up first. As for what happens later..."

Meng Chuan smiled and said confidently:

"With me here, the sky won't fall."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a faint rustling sound came from inside the crib.

Meng Zhiping kicked his legs, and then Meng Zhian also started humming.

As Meng Zhian spoke, the remaining two little ones were also woken up.

Meng Chuan was immediately at a loss.

One child is easy to take care of, but a group of children is a real headache.

One person cried, and then they all cried.

A child's most direct demand when crying is to drink milk.

Meng Chuan hurriedly started preparing the milk.

Yingdie laughed even harder:

"It seems your days are numbered; you'll have to get through the hurdle of soothing the child first."

Meng Chuan rolled up his sleeves:

"Come on then, who's afraid of who? Someone, help me make the milk."

Meng Chuan definitely can't handle it all by himself.

But Meng Chuan is, after all, the young master.

This is when you truly appreciate the benefits of being the young master.

Several nurses immediately ran in to help.

Some are making formula, others are holding babies.

Finally, the crying of the little ones stopped.

"You little punks, I may not be able to deal with you, but I have connections..."