The husband of a financial tycoon

"Brother, is anyone talking about us gossiping?" Shen Xiuzhu asked with his head on Zhuang Xing's chest, squeezing the flesh on his face, and pouted.

"What?" Zhuang Xing put his arms around the baby's waist, rubbing it lightly.

"People on the street bullied Lili with words. When I was studying, the school fabricated rumors to bully Gao Dajie. I was too stupid, so I was a little scared..." Shen Xiuzhu said a little embarrassed.

Zhuang Xing: "What are you afraid of?"

Shen Xiuzhu explained in a low voice: "When I saw my brother, I couldn't help but want to hug him. I was afraid that others would bully my brother because of me."

He is too stupid to control himself, he is too dull to feel the language of the outside world.

Zhuang Xing raised his head while lying down, picked up the baby, Shen Xiuzhu lay on him, and sat up with the baby between his legs.

Holding Xiao Zhuzi's face, Zhuang Xing said: "As long as we don't hurt others, we are not wrong. Maybe someone is talking gossip, but I can't hear it. I am busy working every day, earning money that they can't earn in ten lifetimes. I accompany my little baby every day, holding the true love that others will never meet in ten lifetimes, so I am very busy, so I can't hear you."

"Have you heard it?" Zhuang Xing probed.

If someone dared to talk nonsense in front of Shen Xiuzhu, he didn't guarantee that he would teach them a lesson.

"I don't have either, so I guess no one is gossiping about us. I also draw every day, um... I hold small bamboo shoots every day..." Shen Xiuzhu shook his head, shook off his brother's hand holding his head, and buried it in his brother's arms inside.

Zhuang Xing frowned, and rubbed the back of the child's head with his big hands. The fluffy hair felt good to the touch, "Then go and hug the little bamboo shoot, bro, I'm tired."

Shen Xiuzhu laughed, pouted and kissed Zhuang Xing's chest with a 'bobo', "I want brother!"

Zhuang Xing smiled softly, stroking the child from the back of the head to the back with his hands, deliberately not speaking.

Shen Xiuzhu propped up his upper body, and looked at his brother obediently with his mouth pursed. Seeing Zhuang Xing's doting smile, he pouted to kiss him.

Zhuang Xing raised his head deliberately, and sure enough his little baby would not give up until he achieved his goal, he rushed forward and kissed him, he chuckled softly, the two were very tender.

Early the next morning, the little bamboo shoot woke up and wanted to find her father. She didn't have any seizures during the breastfeeding, and she sucked on the milk, and turned her face when she was full after drinking, and said with a flat mouth: "Wow... ah... ah... ..."

On the second floor, the two fathers woke up at the same time. Shen Xiuzhu hurriedly got up and put on his clothes. The crying was very close, and the sound should be on the stairs.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." the little bamboo shoot stretched out its small paws towards Dad's room, grabbing one after another.

Li Lanxin hugged her little grandson and was about to knock on the door, when Shen Xiuzhu pulled it away from the inside, only to see that the little bamboo shoot's face was covered with tears, crying tears.

"Daddy hug, don't cry, don't cry." Shen Xiuzhu felt distressed, and hugged the little bamboo shoot, he thought the little bamboo shoot was just howling.

"After drinking the milk, I'm crying and looking for you, hurry up and coax me." Li Lanxin pulled the little clothes for the little bamboo shoot, and after Shen Xiuzhu hugged her, the little clothes rubbed against him, revealing his fat white belly.

"Okay. Little bamboo shoot~Look at dad..." Shen Xiuzhu couldn't fall asleep either.

Shen Xiuzhu sat on the bed with the bamboo shoot in his arms, the door was not closed, and the elder hadn't left yet, it was too impolite for him to close it.

Li Lanxin shut it off before she left. The little bamboo shoot became sleepy after climbing for about ten minutes last night. She fell asleep very early with her grandson in her arms. My heart is very soft.

After Zhuang Xing finished washing, he came back to hold the small bamboo shoots, while Shen Xiuzhu went to wash.Little Bamboo Shoot grabbed his father's arm with his fat claws, he could see some subtle things clearly, and now he was very interested in the fine hairs on his father's arm.

Zhuang Xing lazily picked up the little bamboo shoot, which hung chubby on his father's arm, and continued to pull the hair with his head down. His fingers were fat and short, and his nails were cut bare by the careful grandma, so Zhuang Xing only I can feel itching, but it doesn't hurt at all.

The little bamboo shoot didn't cry when he had something to do, so Zhuang Xing went downstairs in the posture of picking up the little bamboo shoot. He didn't hold his son upright in his arms until he went down the last step and his son's saliva dripped on his arm.

"Ah! Ahh..." Little Bamboo Shoot protested lying in his father's arms, his little paws still pinching the air.

The little bamboo shoot stared with big eyes, frowned faintly, and pouted its small mouth to pick at father's mouth and chin.Zhuang Xing grabbed his tricky little paw and gnawed a few bites, and he burst out laughing.

When the whole family was sitting and eating breakfast, the little bamboo shoot sat in the arms of the grandfather and watched eagerly, holding the small wooden spoon given by the grandmother in his hand. He imitated the action of adults scooping porridge, and he scooped a spoonful of air into his mouth. Hey, eat a mouth full of saliva.

Because he just finished drinking the milk early in the morning, he didn't dare to feed him any more food. We can wait until later to feed the complementary food. We can't really let the baby eat all day long when he is awake, and the baby will also be tired.

After dinner, the family had to go out to work separately.Little bamboo shoot huddled in his father's arms and said goodbye to his father. With his father holding him, he was rarely quiet, and his father held his face and kissed him expressionlessly.

How long did he hold his little hands to keep from making a fuss, and Shen Xiuzhu smiled 'poof', his son's expression of lovelessness was so cute!

Zhuang Xing went to the company in a good mood. He was already ten minutes late today.As soon as he entered the company building, he saw the eldest son of the Erbo's family, Zhuang Xing's second cousin Zhuang Fei, his clothes were wrinkled, and there was some dirt at the hem of his trousers.

Zhuang Fei looked a little embarrassed, he was caught late by his cousin.Greeting quickly: "Xiao Xing, good morning."

Zhuang Xing kept his expression on, nodded and said with a smile, "Good morning, second brother."

After entering the office, Zhuang Xing's secretary came in to deliver tea and reported to work: "The deputy director of the engineering department went to the construction site to supervise the work last night, and came back early in the morning to apply for a stop. The reason is that the personal safety of the workers has not been guaranteed."

Zhuang Xing was thinking as he unbuttoned his cuffs. His second cousin Zhuang Fei was dull and skilled in earthworks, but he couldn't run a business. His second uncle's family came to seek employment first, and then his uncle came again. They were all brothers with the same surname. Zhuang Xing is capable and naturally willing to support.

The first cousin is the director of the purchasing department, and the second cousin is the deputy director of the engineering department.They were arranged based on their previous job positions, and there was no such thing as fair or unfair.

Working together for more than half a year, he has always admired Zhuang Fei, unlike his big brother Zhuang Xiang who is as cunning as Zhuang Xiang, Zhuang Fei doesn't like to show off.

Influenced by his work experience in the United States, Zhuang Xing actually values ​​work discipline very much. As the chairman of the board, he rarely arrives late and leaves early, so he still doesn't understand that Zhuang Fei is late this morning.

Zhuang Xing sighed, this second cousin is too honest, he didn't know how to explain himself even after meeting him.He said to the secretary: "Go buy some breakfast and send it to Vice Minister Zhuang. By the way, I will meet him for lunch."

"Go ahead with the notice and give the workers half a day off in the afternoon." Zhuang Xing added that the information is not developed enough, and when his decision is communicated to the grassroots, it is estimated that it will be in the afternoon.

He knew Zhuang Fei well, so there should be a real safety hazard that was discovered.Life is precious and cannot be ignored.

At noon that day, Zhuang Xing and his second cousin issued an order after eating. The procurement department immediately purchased new safety helmets and sent them to the grassroots workers. Please refer to the new helmets worn by the inspection leaders.

It turned out that Zhuang Fei discovered that the helmet he received from the supervisor was different from the ones worn by the workers. His helmet would not break no matter how much it was dropped, but the workers took it and knocked it on the concrete floor lightly. It fell apart and was treated differently. Zhuang Fei Fei disagrees!

The country is developing rapidly, and Zhuang Xing plans to enter the real estate industry. At the initial stage of investment, he strictly guards against low-level mistakes.

In fact, this expenditure is not large, within a reasonable budget, but Zhuang Xiang from the Purchasing Department is still a little bit cold...

On the one hand, he made a lot of money from buying helmets before, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Zhuang Xing knew about it and had opinions on him.

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Little Bamboo Shoot was sitting in the yard, on the swing set by his uncle, with a soft cloth under the wooden basket. He leaned against it, holding the baffle in front of the wooden basket with his paws, giggling happily.

Shen Xiuzhu moved the easel and sat in the yard to paint his son, Li Lanxin was taking a nap, and Mrs. Wu guarded the small bamboo shoots, pushing the swing from time to time.

"Kaka...ha..." The little bamboo shoot showed two small teeth, and the big smile squeezed the fleshy cheeks even more festive.

Shen Xiuzhu has a special sense of touch, quickly depicting the small bamboo shoots at this time.My son was born on November 11, and the baby changes every month. He will draw small bamboo shoots on the 22nd of every month. When he is busy, he will sketch. If he is not busy, he will start from composition to completion.