In the afternoon, under the 'watch of everyone', Zhang Yiqing successfully gave birth to a son, named Lu Jingxiu and nicknamed Ranran. Dozens of people from both families were happy and rich and had distant relatives in the deep mountains. The Zhang family is now popular, and their immediate relatives are willing to join them.

After making an appointment with Mao Tong to contact the class reunion, Zhang Shidong left his messy number without any characteristics to him. In fact, he called another number that showed the quality of nouveau riche on his mobile phone, but he was over the age of showing off and no longer needed such things and also showed his status.

The next time was to be busy in an orderly manner inside and outside. With Kong Mei, a professional, and the doctors and nurses in obstetrics and gynecology, all the whole hearted help, the only mother of Kong Mei and Lu Cheng and the professional nurses invited were left in the entire ward. Under the leadership of Zhang Jun, other relatives and friends specially booked a nearby farmhouse restaurant. Lu's father was very happy. He would suppress his existence in front of Zhang Jun on weekdays, and he was no longer controlled today. He was particularly generous when drinking, and his voice was much bigger than usual.

There are a lot of relatives and friends, and the Zhang family and Zhang Yiqing's home became a temporary guesthouse. Zhang Shidong was originally planning to book a hotel for them, but it was not too much to see that the elderly liked this kind of excitement. Mr. Kong and Zhang Jun had returned to their hometown to take care of their parents, who were in stable condition, also made a special trip to Pingjiang to congratulate them.

After more than a year of contact with the Zhang family, Zhang Jun also dissipated the hatred he had in the past, including his adoptive father's family, Zhang Jun took care of him, and Ma Er and others ran over to deliver some things, including this year's New Year. Zhang Jun also went back with Kong Mei. He brought back a lot of New Year goods and abandoned his past grudges to the Zhang family of Wuhu.

With a proud son, Zhang Jun's fame and fortune and hatred were much weaker, and he was more tolerant, and he showed it in his work and life. From a strict and strict secretary to a secretary with more smiles, he not only did not reduce his prestige, but instead added a bit of respectable image of an elder. Pingjiang public security, procuratorial and judicial system was booming under his management. He himself did not compete for power in the city. Many of the proposals at the Standing Committee were devoted to the public, and recommended subordinates were all selected and not avoided relatives. With the pompous appearance of Zhang Yiqing getting married, Ning Jiutian, including Ning Jiutian, would rather see people like him play a positive role among the Standing Committee members.

All factions also attach great importance to the personnel arrangements proposed by Zhang Jun. Few objections were opposed. The most important thing is that Zhang Jun never interferes in other people's affairs, and at least he can do it in a big way. Who has few relatives and friends, as long as they do not violate the law, some edges or face matters, Zhang Jun can win over the relationship well. The connections he has always lacked have gradually formed in the past or two years, and has also cultivated some direct descendants in the public security system, which is even more incredible. He gave up the position of public security director who has always been a member of the position of acting mayor Zhan Youzhi's direct descendants.

The emergence of this move caused a little deviation in the pattern of the east wind that was originally overwhelming. Zhan Youzhi was no longer the completely weak side. Ning Jiutianduo was smart and when the upper and lower parts of the country cooperated with your work, Pingjiang was just a springboard. He would not operate here for too long. The space he should have left for people has the potential to live in harmony. It is difficult to see the situation of harmonious coexistence between the first and second leaders, and once again appeared in Pingjiang's political arena. This was exactly what Zhang Shidong and Zhao Meiru thought, and the upper and lower parts worked together to contribute to the city and create a home that truly belonged to them for the residents of the city.

Work is smooth, family is happy, and no illness or disasters. Zhang Jun’s life is becoming more and more enjoyable now. He feels that life can be like this, and his children will not bring you any troubles. He eats whatever he wants all day, drinks some wine, and has a large group of relatives and friends gather together to chat until late at night. That feeling is hard to describe. It seems that his struggle in the first half of his life has found value at once. The rest of his time can be retired to enjoy life in advance without continuing to struggle to squeeze the residual value in his body.

The eldest grandson also carried him, and when he got home, he asked the restaurant to bring some dishes and opened two bottles of good wine. Everyone sat in a ball, drank a small wine, and celebrated the arrival of a new life at home.

In the hospital, Zhang Yiqing was taken care of by two mothers, professional nurses and nurses outside to take care of her. Apart from the pain in the knife, she did not suffer much. She was very good at breastfeeding. She placed a row of milk powder houses sent from abroad. The children could eat and sleep, and did not cry or make trouble. Grandma and grandma didn't sleep all night around the child. She was so happy that she couldn't close her eyes. She pushed the cart in the living room and sat on the sofa in the soft light in the living room and watched the child. After chatting for a night, Zhang Yiqing slept well all night and was pregnant for more than nine months. Finally, she felt relieved. The pounds of meat in her body completely left and lost the burden. She had just had another surgery and was well cared for. The temperature in the house was moderate. The air circulation was very good. There was no crowded state like a double or multiple ward. After a night, she slept heavily and felt particularly comfortable.

In the Dream Hall, Zhang Shidong hugged Zhao Ya and enjoyed the rare world of two people. Under the same night sky, most people in the ghost prison still have to live for tomorrow's livelihood. But when he lies in a comfortable environment, he can see the stars in the sky when he looks up. What makes such a big gap?

Zhang Shidong likes to use self-motivation to make himself full of hope and motivation for the future. He hugged Zhao Ya and fell asleep. Two hours later, the biological clock woke him up. Seeing the woman sleeping soundly in her arms kissing her cheeks gently, putting on a pair of pajamas, Zhang Shidong left the platform and went downstairs. Under the soft warm light, Ma Er lies on the single sofa in front of the computer with a cigarette in his mouth, crossing his legs, watching the TV series, and there is a small table next to him, with a bottle of wine and two side dishes on it. His life is so comfortable.

"I just don't like getting married?"

Zhang Shidong picked up the cigarette on the table and lit one.

"Come on, Brother Dong, look at me now, my life is so comfortable. I have to buy a house and decorate a car when I get married. I will spend 1.8 million yuan. I will go out to play for 150 days a year and be a groom every night. I can play with this money until I can't play. Then you don't need me anymore. I will go back to the village and build a yard next to my brother's house. I will take care of myself on weekdays, leaving some money for my nephew to take care of me for my old age. I hate trouble." Ma Er sat up straight and lowered the volume of the computer.

"If you meet someone who likes you, find a woman who lives and has a baby. It's better to have a baby around you early or late. If you get married, I'll cover it all. If you like it in the city, it's in the city. If you like it in the village, it's in the village." Zhang Shidong patted Ma Er's shoulder and turned around and walked towards the collection area behind.

"Brother Dong, there are a few bills you ordered to buy and sell. Miss Guan has already placed it at the door of your warehouse. Brother Dong, Miss Guan is not short of Miss Guan, but your old classmate is still yours. Take action when it's time."

Faced with Ma Er's teasing, Zhang Shidong snatched the cigarette with two fingers, flew out and hit Ma Er's forehead with a flash, and then he laughed and walked inward.

In his own kingdom, Zhang Shidong opened his arms and felt a strong atmosphere of wealth covering his whole body. If his mood at this moment was known by those archaeologists and scholars, he would definitely point at his nose and scold him. Do you know what these antiques are, culture, and culture belonging to China for five thousand years? You just think they are wealth, shameful, you don’t deserve them.

Zhang Shidong likes antiques, but he is not obsessed with it. He likes the charm of antique history and the stories on him, and he also likes the precipitation he feels when holding it in his hand to play with it. Therefore, he doesn't like those rusty and damaged collections. Even if the value is high, he will change things or sell them. Collection is what he likes, and it will always be valuable if he likes it. For example, a treasure he once didn't even see even those who let people take action is the real Yuan blue and white. It's just that it has been put in the countryside and is played by children as a toy. The child was also used as a urine bottle when he was a child. The surface damage was relatively large, but even so, it was worth tens of millions. Even if you are valuable, Zhang Shidong wouldn't like this thing.

If you like real things, it is even more important than your calligraphy and paintings. Many people know his preference. If you really like something, you don’t sell it. If you want to exchange it for the collection of paintings in his museum, Zhang Shidong will be happy to exchange it as long as you don’t suffer any loss in terms of value.

Rhinoceros horn cups, ivory carvings, and red sandalwood carvings are all what he likes, including some jade, and what he likes to play with in his hands.

Using the eye mask fingerprint to turn off the defense system, Zhang Shidong played with his collection one by one, his eyes full of love. Finally, he walked to the warehouse door and took out a dog-beating stick hanging in a special display cabinet. Before entering the ghost prison, Su Xixi asked him to transport this thing back. He held it in his hand and comfortably picked up the delivery order left by Guan Ran. He took a few casual glances and put them aside. He opened the door and walked into the warehouse that belonged to him alone. There were more coins in the money pool, and Guan Ran exchanged some US dollars, British pounds and Australian dollars and threw them in.

The gold bars, gold ingots, jade and jewelry on the exhibition stand exuded a stronger light of wealth. Zhang Shidong opened a display cabinet containing gold bars. The one-pound gold bar held in his hand had a special feeling. Thinking about those who like gold chains on the street, he unconsciously bumped into the gold bars in his hand.

Zhao Ya leaned against the door in her pajamas, looking at Zhang Shidong who looked like a lustful person, and said with a smile: "Zhang Da Qian, we are worth over 100 million yuan at least. Oh, no, can a rich man with a weight of over 1 billion yuan be a bit like a rich man? Don't be like a wealthy miser, and run in to see his own storage in the middle of the night and see the dawn."

"Damn, my brother is aware of how to manage his family. Look, I can't even bear to leave such a big family business."

"Small family."

"Stinky girl, what did you say? You haven't enjoyed it on a million-dollar red sandalwood bed, I'll give you my best now."
Chapter completed!