The Happy Life of the Reborn Dad

Wang Yi drove from the provincial road to the expressway. At this time, half an hour had passed since Xia Zekai left his aunt's house. He received a call from his aunt Zhou Yun.

Aunt Zhou Yun mentioned the money in the fruit bag on the phone and complained about why he kept the money.

"Auntie, you spend what you deserve. I can't help you with anything else, so I can help you in this regard. If you have anything, please call me again." Xia Zekai said.

Zhou Yun said to him: "You kid, remember to bring Xiyun and their five little guys back next time, don't rush back then, stay at home for two days, there are many people, and the home is lively."

"Hey, Auntie, I will definitely stay at your house next time." Xia Zekai assured.

Zhou Yun doesn't believe her nephew anymore, and a light mouth will coax people.

She said, "Okay, go back quickly, and remember to call me when you get home."

"Hey, Auntie, don't worry, I'll call you as soon as I get home." Xia Zekai responded quickly.

Just after he finished speaking, Zhou Yun added another sentence: "Ze Kai, tell the second sister that your grandfather is fine with me, and there is nothing to do. Let her not hang around all day."

"Okay, Auntie, don't worry, I'm sure it's done!" Xia Zekai said.

Zhou Yun gave an "um" and said, "You are better than your brother Peng."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Xia Zekai looked at the phone with the black screen, sighed, then lay on his back on the seat and fell asleep.

Wu Jialei glanced back and saw that the boss was asleep, he told Wang Yi, and Wang Yi also slowed down the speed a little and ran at a constant speed, for fear that the bumps would affect the boss's rest.

Xia Zekai felt that he slept very comfortably, until someone called him "Boss, I'm home", Xia Zekai opened his eyes and looked ahead, he saw his parents and wife standing at the door.

Jing Ling, this little brat, hid behind his mother and looked at him.

"What time is it, how come it's here?" Xia Zekai was still muttering, he had already got out of the car, and he shouted, "Dad, mom, daughter-in-law, I'm back."

As he spoke, he squatted down and stretched out his hands in a hug: "Jing Ling, come here and let Dad hug."

"Hee hee, hug Dad!" Jing Ling squeezed her mother away and ran over.

The four sisters and brothers, Tongtong, Qingyu and Chenchen, who were playing in the house, heard the movement, and they all ran over. After seeing Xia Zekai, the girl screamed, "Dad, wow, you are back."

When she said that, she threw a tiger, and the whole person rushed towards Xia Zekai.

Xia Zekai was so frightened that he hugged Jingling tightly with one hand, and caught the girl in a panic with the other hand. He couldn't help but say to her: "Slow down, what should you do if you fall?"

"Hey, it's okay, I know my father won't let me fall." The girl said confidently.

"Zekai, why did you come back when it was dark? You haven't had dinner yet." Mother Zhou Yinghong said with some distress.

Luo Xiyun had already come over, dragged the girl off her father, took the youngest, and said, "Jingling, your father just came back and is tired, don't be naughty, or I'll beat you up."

"Dad is not tired, Daddy hugs!" Jing Ling still didn't give up.

But Xia Zekai still remembered calling his aunt and said, "I'll call my aunt first and talk about it later."

He still handed Jing Ling to his wife's arms.

After he finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone, called his aunt, and told her that he had arrived home.

Aunt Zhou Yun knew that his mother Zhou Yinghong was by his side, and said that he would talk to the second sister for a while. Xia Zekai handed the phone to his mother: "Mom, my aunt wants to chat with you for a while."

"Hey!" Zhou Yinghong quickly answered the phone when she heard it. She came up and shouted, "Yun, I'm your second sister."

Not to mention that the mother and aunt called to say that those parents had passed away, Xia Zekai said hello to his father, told his father about going back to Xiajiazhuang to visit his grandfather's grave, and also said that he went to interview a family in his hometown. The remaining old people.

"Dad, my grandfathers are really old," Xia Zekai said.

Xia Weicheng glared at him: "Isn't this nonsense? Look at me, I'm already sixty-one, and your grandfathers can still live forever!"

"Dad, if you think so, you can do whatever you want. I didn't say that." Xia Zekai didn't take the blame.

An angry Xia Weicheng raised his hand and was about to give him a slap, but who knew that Tongtong would cheer on him at a critical moment, shouting loudly: "Grandpa, work hard, work hard!"

Xia Weicheng: "…"

Isn't this style wrong?

He abruptly stopped his waving arm and looked at his second granddaughter dumbfounded. Did I hear it wrong?

On the contrary, Qingyu stood in front of Xia Zekai sensible: "Grandpa, you can't hit Dad!"

Xia Zekai was moved, his fierce eyes pulled back from Tong Tong, and instantly turned into the most gentle flowing water, looking at how good the third child was.

When I went to bed at night, it was almost 11 o'clock. At this time, five of the girls and Tongtong fell asleep.

My mother and my aunt had been on the phone for half an hour. The old sisters didn't know what to say. When my mother returned the phone to him, her eyes were a little red and swollen. It was obvious that she had cried just now.

"Zekai, it's getting late, you should rest early too!" Luo Xiyun said, she was really tired, looking at their 5 siblings during the day, it was so hard, Luo Xiyun wanted to sleep now.

As soon as he lay down, Xia Zekai's magic grip that stretched towards her hadn't caught the target when he heard the sound of his wife's even breathing.

"Hey, forget it!" Xia Zekai sighed, slowly rubbed over, and fell asleep with his wife in his arms.

…

As Xia Zekai said, he is really busy today. He and the management of the company are going to deliver New Year's goods to the nursing homes, poor schools, and poor families near the company in Qicheng, and visit them.

This is not deliberately posing, but they are doing these things seriously.

This time, reporters and friends from the media were not allowed to follow.

After finishing the incident, Xia Zekai went to the fire brigade in Qicheng for a turn, and also sent New Year's condolences from Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. to the army training base in Qicheng.

"The Guard is Here"

Everywhere is full of true temperament, but when I went to the fire brigade and the army training base, I was still photographed by reporters. There is no way. These two places are different from those of poor households and nursing homes.

You don't want to shoot, they also have their own publicity department.

After this busy work, there are only three days left before the Spring Festival.

Wang Hongsheng also called him and wanted to meet him, have a meal, and chat.

Xia Zekai also readily agreed.

What Xia Zekai didn't expect was that the first time he saw Wang Hongsheng, Lao Wang asked him something like this: "Boss Xia, did my disagreement with Yang Chaozheng affect you?"

This made Xia Zekai a little confused, but he still said, "Old Wang, you think too much."

"Actually, none of your thoughts can affect the next path of Jingtong Development Co., Ltd.," Xia Zekai said.

Hearing what he said, Wang Hongsheng was inexplicably relieved. He heard another meaning from Xia Zekai's words. The development strategy and goals of Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. have not changed from beginning to end.

As long as Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. does not leave Qicheng, everything else is not a problem.

Wang Hongsheng said, "Boss Xia, there are no outsiders today, let's have a good drink."

"Okay!" Xia Zekai started pouring the wine, but before it was full, Wang Hongsheng snatched it away. He said, "I will pour it. Today, I will toast you on behalf of the people of Qicheng!"

"..." Xia Zekai took a deep breath and looked at Wang Hongsheng calmly. He said, "Old Wang, it's serious, there is nothing between us."

Wang Hongsheng thought so before, and he always felt that he was one level superior to Xia Zekai, which was the difference between a scholar and a businessman.

But at some point in time, he suddenly realized that his idea was wrong, and it was outrageously wrong.

Whether it is Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. or Xia Zekai himself, the groups and interests they are related to are intertwined and far-reaching, and he is no longer able to handle them.

Although Wang Hongsheng didn't want to admit it, the facts made him more and more sober.

If he wants to go further in the future, to put it bluntly, he still needs Xia Zekai's help.

The two drank slowly, casually talking about the development of Qicheng, or the next development plan of Jingtong Development Co., Ltd.

Wang Hongsheng also mentioned the "industrial structure adjustment, the conversion of old and new kinetic energy", he said: "The top is pressing hard, but Qicheng's achievements in this area this year are completely able to cope with the past."

In terms of project size, the total investment of the first phase of Qicheng Ningde Battery and Qicheng Hanergy Photovoltaic Project has exceeded 10 billion yuan, and Qicheng Ningde Battery has already started construction, and the entire cycle is within 18 months.

Qicheng Hanergy Photovoltaic also started the groundbreaking ceremony, but some conditions have not yet been negotiated, and the specific start time will be this year.

"Old Wang, how is the Hanergy PV project?" Xia Zekai asked after hearing it.

Wang Hongsheng thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Not so much, Hanergy Group is only willing to pay more than 100 million yuan, and the rest relies on loans, and Qicheng's land is used to buy shares with land. Now I am getting more and more The more I feel that this project is unreliable, but I have no choice."

"Where does the money come from?" Xia Zekai asked him.

"Did Qi Cheng guarantee it?"

Wang Hongsheng shook his head: "I insist that I disagree. Comrade Yang Chaozheng still has some means in this regard. He went directly to Jicheng."

After listening to it, Xia Zekai said: "Old Wang, let me tell you something, if there are some things that you can't control or stop, you might as well let it go and watch it perform."

"But I'm afraid of hurting the common people." Wang Hongsheng said.

Xia Zekai shook his head: "There will definitely be suffering for a while, but it's better than this."

…

After separating from Xia Zekai, Wang Hongsheng was still pondering the deeper meaning of what Xia Zekai said.

He can understand why Xia Zekai let him 'let him go rotten'. To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than saying that he does not understand whether this project will work or not, then give him time to let it rot from the root...

At that time, many unsolved problems can be solved.

"This can really solve the problem, but those who go to work at Hanergy Solar may be out of luck." Wang Hongsheng thought to himself.

Sitting in the car, he muttered: "I used to think that Boss Xia was a pitiful person, but when it comes to some things, I found out that he is actually more ruthless!"

Liu Xincheng, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, heard the boss say this, but he didn't dare to reply.

Evaluating characters at that level at will, sometimes will bring wrong judgments to the boss, and then affect the boss's final decision, which is not good!

He didn't want to say it, but Wang Hongsheng didn't want to let him go, so he asked him, "Liu, what do you think?"

"Boss, I... I think it's natural for Boss Xia to think like this. He is in charge of such a big company. I heard that the number of employees is about to exceed 10,000. If there is no means, the company will be out of business." Liu Xincheng said.

"You're right, it's normal for him to have such a method, but he didn't show it when he was chatting with me before." Wang Hongsheng was thoughtful.

In the last three days before the Spring Festival, Xia Zekai did not take time off, and even went to visit the poor families of the employees in the company.

In such a company with a high average income of Jingtong Development Co., Ltd., normally, the family of employees will not be too poor.

But I can't hold back that there are patients at home, and the cost is too high.

For such families, Jingtong Development Co., Ltd. also has certain support policies. It also encourages the employees of the company to donate donations to families with financial difficulties due to major illnesses, and strive to create a harmonious and happy company atmosphere.

But this still doesn't solve the fundamental problem.

As the saying goes, a serious illness can bring down a middle-class family.

What is a middle-class family?

According to the standards released this year, the annual income of households in fifth-tier counties is more than 150,000 yuan, that of third- and fourth-tier cities is more than 200,000 yuan, that of second-tier cities is more than 300,000 yuan, and that of first-tier cities is more than 50,000 yuan. This is the statistical definition of a middle-class family.

Take Qicheng, a city at the tail end of the third tier, for example, many serious illnesses cost hundreds of thousands in just a few months, and the annual income of 200,000 is obviously far from enough.

So many people often say that health is blessing.

On January 30, Xia Zekai just woke up in the morning and was about to go to the gym on the first floor to exercise for a while. Who knew that the sisters, the girl and Tongtong, also got up early and ran over excitedly.

After seeing Xia Zekai, the sisters opened their mouths and shouted, "Dad, Daddy, let's stick the Spring Festival couplets for you!"

"Uh!" Xia Zekai was a little caught off guard. When did the sisters become so diligent, they asked them for help before, but they ignored him.

"Girl, Tongtong, our family can't paste Spring Festival couplets this year, and we can't paste them for the next three years." Xia Zekai said.

When he said this, the little faces of the sisters drooped down: "Why?"

"Because your grandfather just passed away, it's not good for our family to put up Spring Festival couplets, it will make your grandfather suffer there." Xia Zekai explained a bucket to the two of them like this.

Hearing that posting the Spring Festival couplets is not good for the grandfather, the sisters hurriedly shook their heads: "Then don't post the Spring Festival couplets anymore."

The girl scratched her scalp, a little distressed: "But what about the homework assigned by the teacher?"

"What's your homework?" Xia Zekai wondered. Is assigning homework to post Spring Festival couplets?

Sure enough, Tong Tong hurriedly said, "When the teacher said the new year, let's help parents paste the Spring Festival couplets, and take pictures and send them to the teacher!"

Xia Zekai didn't know what to say. Seeing how depressed the sisters were, he thought about it and said, "Well, our family can't post Spring Festival couplets this year, but you can help your parents with housework, wait a moment. You two sweep the floor, I'll take a picture for you, and then explain it to you, Teacher Lu, can you see if this works?"

"it is good!"

"Hee hee, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is still smart dad!"

Seeing that the two sisters became happy again, Xia Zekai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the teacher would really find a job for them.

The two of them also helped to post the Spring Festival couplets. If they were posted, it would not be enough to cause trouble.

Xia Zekai came out after exercising, saw his wife coming downstairs, and told her about it.

After listening to Luo Xiyun, he said: "Maybe it is out of good intentions, but this cannot be done like this."

The sisters didn't care about this. When they saw their mother, they excitedly started sweeping the floor with a broom, and kept shouting back to ask their parents to take pictures of them.

So much so that Xia Zekai couldn't figure out whether it was more important to take pictures or to clean up?

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