The husband of a financial tycoon

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Shen Xiuzhu's second son is called Zhuang Sinian, nicknamed Niannian.

Zhuang Xing bought a new luxury house with an area of ​​nearly 1000 square meters, and took over Mr. Zhuang and his grandmother.The mansion has three floors above ground and one basement.There is an automatic fountain facility in the middle of the front yard, there is a staircase in front of the gate of the main house, and there is a spiral staircase in the living room. To the right is the library built by Zhuang Xing for Xiaozhu.

Little Bamboo Shoot sat in the library doing homework, and when he finished, his younger brother Xiao Niannian was brought in by his grandmother.

Xiao Niannian grew up on his father's body and in his elder brother's arms since he was born.Xiao Niannian held her little hands and was embraced by her brother, Xiao Zhusun hugged her brother and sat on the sofa area, took a baby book and wanted to show it to her brother.

Little Niannian was not interested in books, he crawled awkwardly on his elder brother's legs, poking his fleshy little hands at his mouth and eyes.

"what!"

Little Bamboo Shoot covered his eyes and shouted, "Zhuang Sinian! Little Fatty! Why are your hands so hot!"

Xiao Niannian was startled with his mouth open, the flesh on his face trembled, and he subconsciously cried, "Wow..."

"Ahhh..." Xiao Niannian cried with tears and runny nose.

"What's the matter? Little bamboo shoot?" Li Lanxin heard her little grandson crying, and hurried in.

"His hands are so hot, he rubbed them in my eyes!"

Li Lanxin patted her forehead. She just carried Xiao Niannian to the backyard to pick peppers. Fat Niannian was put in a big vegetable basket by her. She just stared at her little grandson and didn't feed the peppers into her mouth. She forgot that Xiaowa would pick them with her hands. Chili is off.

Li Lanxin hugged Xiao Niannian, stuffed it with a pacifier, and put it in the arms of the old man who was playing chess in the living room. Then she took Xiao Niannian to wash her eyes, and forgot to wash Xiao Niannian's hands.

The little bamboo shoots washed their eyes with a lot of clean water, and the family doctor came to check them up, and then dripped a few drops of antibiotic eye drops.

"It's not serious, it's okay. Don't rub your eyes." The family doctor mainly takes care of the three elderly people in the family, and he also dabbles in small bumps and traumas.

"Yeah." Little Bamboo Shoot nodded, wanting to spank his younger brother's ass for the first time.

So when he passed the living room again, Fat Niannian called him "Ahh...", but he also pretended not to see him, and went into the library angrily with red eyes.

The lights of the city are always attractive at night. Hidden in the light of the city, the Haoting Hotel is holding an auction of cultural relics and artworks in Shanghai.

Sitting together with Zhuang Xing, Shen Xiuzhu felt a little excited, counting the works of art one by one, wondering if his painting [Happy Birthday] would be loved by the majority of collectors?

Zhuang Xing looked at his watch from time to time, and hurried back to hug his youngest son.

With different moods, the two couples finally arrived at the special sale of Chinese calligraphy and painting, and soon the auction house entered its first small climax. After 8 rounds of bidding, it was finally sold at a high price of 390 million.

After that, I took two more paintings, and there was no big splash. After all, [Victory] ended on a high note, and it is difficult to surpass it.

Auction host: "The art paintings that will be launched next are paintings by master Shen Xiuzhu, a famous modern Chinese painting master, the richest man in Indonesia and Singaporean politicians. His [Happy Birthday]! The starting price is 100 million yuan."

Shen Xiuzhu himself was a little embarrassed when he heard the host's introduction. The richest man in Indonesia was talking about business with his brother, and only collected his paintings for his brother's face, and he was full of praise in front of the media.

Fortunately, most people in the auction house still did not recognize him, after all his photo had not been published.

[He Shou] The auction was quite fierce. After 220 million, there was only one bidder on the spot, and one buyer entrusted by telephone outside the venue.

However, what Shen Xiuzhu didn't expect was that Zhuang Xing made an offer, 300 million!

Shen Xiuzhu turned his head to stare at Zhuang Xing, and his subordinates quietly pinched Zhuang Xing's waist.

Zhuang Xing held Xiao Zhuzi's wrist calmly, gave a warning look lightly, and continued to bid.

Shen Xiuzhu felt that under the lights of the audience, everyone's eyes were on himself and Zhuang Xing, he didn't dare to act rashly, even though he was anxious to death!

The on-site bidders looked like they were bound to win, and they kept clinging to the price offered by Zhuang Xing, and each bid was only 1 yuan more.

Shen Xiuzhu was so anxious that he gave Zhuang Xing a look, "You want me to go home and paint for you! Don't make trouble, can you?"

Zhuang Xing watched the corner of the little guy's mouth twitch anxiously, and couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth.

Shen Xiuzhu's "Heshou" directly staged a wonderful scene of collectors taking turns bidding inside and outside the venue. The number of bidders on the spot was 601 million, and Zhuang Xing directly 700 million!

With the last hammer of the auction host, the deal was completed!There were bursts of applause at the scene, and the painting and calligraphy session entered a climax!The art, calligraphy and paintings that appeared later were all eclipsed and dull.

Finally, when it was over, Shen Xiuzhu pinched Zhuang Xing's waist as soon as he got in the car, "Zhuang Xing! If you like [Happy Birthday], I won't put it up for auction. You really are!!! You didn't say it earlier!"

Zhuang Xing leaned over and wanted to kiss Xiao Zhuzi, but Shen Xiuzhu frowned and pushed his face away.

Zhuang Xing raised his eyebrows, suddenly attacked like a tiger, clamped Xiao Zhuzi's wrist, pressed the person leaning on the seat and had nowhere to hide, then printed a kiss on Xiao Zhuzi's lips, and then the car started, and he sat down turn around.

Shen Xiuzhu couldn't explain it to his brother, and turned his head to look out of the window angrily, feeling sorry for the million dollar bills!

What he didn't know was that after that, the title of "Famous Painting of Nearly [-] Million Yuan" doubled his worth several times!

Getting off the car at the fountain of the mansion, Zhuang Xing led Shen Xiuzhu up the steps and entered the gate. When he saw the chubby young son, Zhuang Xing let go of his hands to hug Fat Niannian.

"Good baby, dad is back." Zhuang Xing's eyes curved gently, and there were already wrinkles on closer inspection.

Fat Niannian's fleshy claws grabbed his father's suit and stared blankly at his father with big eyes.

Looking at the miniature version of Shen Xiuzhu, Zhuang Xing felt soft in his heart. He tore off the pacifier from Fat Niannian's mouth and said, "Good baby, give Daddy a kiss." He hugged Fat Niannian a little higher as he spoke.

Fat Niannian "Ah..." gnawed on his father's face, Zhuang Xing's old father blossomed in his heart, and kissed Fat Niannian's tender cheek.

Fat Niannian used his fleshy claws to pick his father's mouth in disgust.

"Hiss..." Zhuang Xing asked, "My dear, why are your hands so hot?"

Here Shen Xiuzhu is sitting on the sofa, Xiaozhusun is sitting on his lap, acting like a baby with red eyes, Shen Xiuzhu carefully checks Xiaozhusun's red eyes.

"What's going on? What's wrong with the eyes?"

"Zhuang Sinian picked out my eyeballs with his hand that touched the chili pepper!" Xiaozhusun, a fourth-grade elementary school student, complained to his father aggrieved.

Shen Xiuzhu said: "Will your eyes hurt? Dad will take you to the hospital?"

Zhuang Xing said: "Good boy, are you hot with little hands?"

The couple looked at each other, Shen Xiuzhu looked at Zhuang Xing indifferently, and Zhuang Xing looked at his old father's worry...

Before going to bed at night, Fat Niannian kept crying, and his brother didn't hug him all night, he was so wronged.

Zhuang Xing was wearing a silk nightgown, walking around coaxing his youngest son in his arms: "What's the matter? Dad, can I make milk for you?"

In the end, he ran to soak the milk, Fat Niannian turned his head and let the pacifier into his mouth, "Wow!!"

Shen Xiuzhu came out of the small bamboo shoot room, leaned over and asked, "Daddy hug?"

Fat Niannian chased Bamboo's father away with his little hands, first buried his head in his father's neck, cried a few times, then tilted his upper body vigorously towards his elder brother's room, even pointing his head in the direction of the two fathers.

Fat Niannian cried so loudly that his voice was about to split, and in the end it was the little bamboo shoot that ran out with slippers scattered on it. As soon as he walked in front of his father, Fat Niannian planted it in his brother's arms with a "hmmmm".

Little Bamboo Shoot carried Fat Niannian back to the room, the two brothers sat facing each other, Fat Niannian happily picked his own feet.

"Stupid and fat, you scorched me to death, do you know that?" Little Bamboo Shoot squeezed his younger brother's fat face with two small hands, one left and one right.

Fat Niannian jumped into his brother's arms with his butt pouted, the little bamboo shoot was knocked down by his weight, and fell backward on the soft pillow.

Little Bamboo Shoot wanted to get up and educate his younger brother, but Fatty Niannian crawled up, sticking his wet little mouth to his eyes...

"Oh... you have a conscience." The little bamboo shoot man sighed like a kid, but he forgave his brother in his heart.

Fat Niannian weighed 20 pounds on his brother, and his small mouth licked his brother's eyelids like sucking milk.

Needless to say, Xiaozhusun felt that his brother's eye massage was quite comfortable, and he lay down enjoying it, with his two arms around his fat Niannian, and the two brothers gradually fell asleep.

Shen Xiuzhu touched the head of the little bamboo shoot, and after testing it out, his two sons fell asleep, so he took Fat Niannian away.

The next day the two brothers got well again, Xiaozhusun was changing shoes at the entrance, with his schoolbag on the ground, Fat Niannian struggled in Li Lan's arms.

Li Lan said in her heart: "Oh, okay, okay, you sit next to your brother's schoolbag to drink milk, and you give it to your brother."

"Little Bamboo Shoot, grandma is going to get you a water bottle, watch your little brother."

"Okay, grandma." Little Bamboo Shoot turned around, faced Fat Niannian, and lowered his head to tie his shoelaces.

After changing his shoes, Xiaozhusun went to carry his schoolbag. Through the bag, he felt something hard like a kettle inside. He zipped it up and shouted to his grandma, "Grandma, the kettle is in the schoolbag. I'm going to school!"

Without waiting for Li Lanxin to answer, he stretched his head and said to his younger brother, "Brother, I'm going to school. When I come back from school, I'll hug you and sit on the swing."

Fat Niannian scratched his feet, "Hey..." He grinned his small mouth, his toothless smile was so silly.

How stupid!Xiaozhusun said in her heart that in the end Xiaozhusun leaned over and kissed her younger brother, opened the door, got into a private car, and drove out of the mansion.

Little Bamboo Shoot: "Ah! Yay!" A small group sat alone at the door of the entrance.

Zhuang Xing came over with a smile and carried him away.

Li Lanxin finally found the elder grandson's water bottle in the kitchen, and when she came out, she heard from her son that the elder grandson had gotten into the car and left.

She complained: "Oh, it's not good to have a big house. A kitchen is built that big. How can I drink water today?"

Zhuang Xing said: "He knows how to buy water when he is thirsty."

Zhuang Jianshe shook the newspaper and laughed at his wife, "Little Zhuzi is playing skateboarding in the yard, you say the yard is nice, your grandson is driving a toy car in the library, you say the house is nice, your little grandson is crawling around in the big living room, you say the living room is big It’s good to be empty, anyway, whether it’s good or not, it’s up to you to say..."

Shen Xiuzhu was the first to burst out laughing with '噗嗤', and then the whole family lived in harmony.

In the eyes of adults, these are nothing serious, but when Xiaozhusun arrived at school, he took out a feeding bottle from his schoolbag, and the students roared with laughter...

Zhuang Sinian, don't think about me hugging you again! ! !

The author has something to say: Xiaozhuzi’s eldest son, Xiaozhusun, what is the name of the second son?

I think about baldness...