After my wife pulled out my oxygen tube, I was born again

Watching Cheng Lun leave, Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

One more thing was solved.

As one of the Thirteen Taibao of the East China Sea, it cannot be justified that he does not have his own property.And now he really needs a sustainable income-generating business.

Only in this way can we secure our seat and escort Chu Zihan.

Of course, all the focus now is on having children.

Song Yang made such an arrangement to make his wife feel that she could support the family and also be able to raise the baby and wait for the birth with peace of mind.

Only if you don't worry about the company's affairs can you concentrate on raising your baby.

Moreover, things about the confinement center now have to be arranged.

In China, confinement is a big deal for women.

If you are not careful at all, you will have lifelong problems. This is not okay.

Now, as a talker in Beitian, he would set up a confinement center for his wife. Is this reasonable?

should……

Very reasonable.

Song Yang thought for a while.

Luo Ning on the side saw Song Yang sitting silently and felt that his opportunity had come.

So he stepped forward and said, "Song Yang, what's wrong with you? Are you in a daze here?"

Song Yang said with a smile: "Be alone for a while, I like silence."

"This is not like you. In other words, you are very different from the old classmates I knew in the past."

Song Yang smiled slightly, looked at Luo Ning and asked, "I'm different? What's different about me?"

"Everything is different. I feel like you are more mature and charming now than you were then."

Song Yang chuckled: "The person has not changed, but he has gained more experience. I searched for him hundreds of times in the crowd, but suddenly I looked back and saw that person was in the dimly lit place."

Luo Ning smiled and then said: "By the way, do you have time? Should I invite you to dinner after get off work? Don't refuse. I got this job because of you. Otherwise, I will always be the foreman. I used to work on the Internet Hong, I found that I was just a joke. I was addicted to the virtual world and was actually nothing. In reality, I was just a plaything in the eyes of others, and they all wanted to put a clear price on me."

The corners of Song Yang's lips raised. He looked at the time and said, "It's noon. When you rest, find a place nearby to have a meal. In the afternoon, I have something to do."

Luo Ning was very happy. She nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll go and entertain the guests first."

Luo Ning left, and Song Yang was left alone in the private room.

Song Yang fell into silence again. He was quietly thinking about how to build a confinement center.

It is easy for people to misunderstand me as a grown man running a confinement center.

Speaking out, it doesn’t sound a bit nice.

It would be best if someone could manage this confinement center for me.

While Song Yang was closing his eyes to rest, there was a noise outside the door.

Listening to the voice, Song Yang heard a familiar voice.

"Mr. Yuan, how can you say you are sincere and want to cooperate if you don't give me this little face?"

In the corridor, a man in a suit looked at a plump beauty with a lewd expression.

A woman's figure is simply not that good, especially her majestic breasts that make men drool at the sight.

Judging by her voice, Song Yang really knew this person. She was the boss of the company where Song Yang once interned.

Her company is not big and she is a nice person.

At least they took good care of college students like Song Yang and didn't use them as free labor like ordinary bosses.

After completing the internship, she also encouraged Song Yang to start a business.

As a result, Song Yang messed up himself, and he couldn't blame others for it.

"President Yuan?!"

Song Yang stood up and immediately opened the door of the private room.

Yuan Qiqi, who was searching for an excuse, looked at Song Yang in surprise.

"Xiao Song?! You...you're here, and I thought you weren't here yet!"

Song Yang was startled, but when he saw Yuan Qiqi winking at him, he instantly understood what she meant.

"Oh, yes, aren't I afraid of being late...these are..."

Song Yang looked at the other two men.

"Humph, I am Lin Baokun, the chairman of Victoria Hospital. This is Mr. Wang, Wang Dahai, the owner of Sende Nursing Home."

Yes, Song Yang didn’t know either of the two companies.

The reason is simple. These hospitals are all small hospitals that deceive people.

Yuan Qiqi makes medical equipment, and their main business is resale, which is to help factories sell products directly.

"What do you do?" Lin Baokun looked at Song Yang with contempt.

Judging from his clothes, he doesn't look like a big shot.

However, he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

After all, this is Qingfeng Tea House, and ordinary people cannot come in here.

Because this is a membership system and not open to the public.

Yuan Qiqi quickly explained: "This is...Mr. Song, my colleague."

Yuan Qiqi was planning to lie, so she knew she was right.

Song Yang smiled calmly and said: "Song Yang, the boss of Ziyangtang."

"Song Yang? Ziyangtang? Ha, this name looks familiar. Does it cooperate with our hospital?"

Lin Baokun raised his face proudly, feeling as if he was awesome.

When Wang Dahai heard the name Song Yang, he immediately frowned.

Lin Baokun was really right, and it sounded familiar to him.

Is he also a supplier of their hospital?No, generally speaking, if it can be supplied by both of them, it must not be a small company.

Moreover, it is impossible for a small company to impress him!

Ziyangtang......

Wang Dahai fell into deep thought.

Yuan Qiqi was also stunned. Unexpectedly, Song Yang was actually doing business on his own now?

Being able to drink tea at Qingfeng Tea House means that it has already reached a certain scale!

Otherwise, if the threshold here is not high enough, how could he be allowed to enter such a private club.

Song Yang chuckled, and then said: "Really, Beitian isn't that big anyway, so it's not surprising from what I've heard."

"Mr. Yuan, can we talk now?"

Song Yang was talking to Yuan Qiqi, but Lin Baokun's face dropped. He looked at Song Yang and asked: "Boy, you are talking about me as fart, what do you think, are you not afraid that my hospital will cut off your supply? Do you know, Donghai is at the forefront of Beitian's pharmaceutical industry. There are countless suppliers here. Not to mention behemoths like Changkong Pharmaceutical, there are dozens or hundreds of small and medium-sized pharmaceutical companies. If I replace you, for me It's so easy."

The other party directly started to threaten Song Yang, but Song Yang smiled slightly: "You are overthinking. I run a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and we are not suppliers."

Song Yang had never thought about hiding his identity, and certainly did not intend to announce his identity in a high profile.

So, he replied in a low-key manner.

"Traditional Chinese medicine clinic? Ha! How did you get in to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic? Why are you guarding the door of Qingfeng Tea House? Security guard! Someone sneaked in here!"

Yuan Qiqi was startled. She pulled Song Yang and said, "How did you get in?"

Song Yang chuckled: "You came in at the front door in a big way. Why are they afraid that I won't pay for my tea when they open a teahouse?"

Yuan Qiqi's face darkened, and then she scolded Song Yang with concern: "You're doing it again! Can you just break in here? Come with me, this is Master Long's territory, and it's no joke if you piss him off. of!"