While the downstairs of the company was busy, three Mercedes-Benz cars drove over side by side and parked outside the office building gate.
Immediately, two bodyguards emerged from the two cars at the front and back, trotting to the stretched Mercedes-Benz in the middle, and He Yixing stepped forward and opened the back door.
Then he saw Chu Heng Shiran get out of the car and walked towards Lou's father who was coming towards him with a smile on his face. Then he saw Cen Hao get out of the car.
In fact, normally speaking, Cen Hao should have come out first to check the situation. After confirming that there was no danger, Chu Heng would come out of the car. However, this grandson was always thinking about the thousand-year murder, so Cen Hao did not dare to expose his back.
Give it to him and get off the car without saying anything.
"Uncle Lou."
"Xiao Chu is here."
"You look very good today."
"Haha, people feel good when happy events happen."
After Lou's father said a few words to Chu Heng, he saw someone else coming. He quickly waved to Lou Xiao'e, who was chatting with several female relatives, and asked him to come over and accompany Chu Heng, the big benefactor, and then said goodbye.
Sin, then went over to greet others.
"I thought your kid couldn't come today. Isn't your second wife about to give birth? Why are you willing to leave?" Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes and stood next to Chu Heng with a rather unhappy expression.
Because she had been in frequent contact with Chu Heng recently, she accidentally found out about the relationship between this guy and Han Yunwen. After that, she started to complain about her nose and eyes, complaining about Ni Yinghong.
"I have opened my own business, so I have to take a look." Chu Heng smiled and nodded to a guest who greeted him, pretending not to see her disgusted expression, and was as thick-skinned as ever.
"By the way, there's something I have to tell you." Seeing this, Lou Xiao'e was too lazy to say anything more, curled her lips and said: "My dad plans to build three hotels in one go. I think he is a bit too risky.
It’s better to open one to test the waters first, and if there are any problems, we can fix them in time, so as not to make it difficult for the ship to turn around, what do you think?”
"Don't ask me about this." Chu Heng said with an indifferent expression: "I said it when I signed the agreement, I will only take the money and not participate in the management. This is your family's business and I will not interfere with it."
"Then you're not afraid that my dad will waste your money?" Lou Xiao'e squinted over.
"Don't trust people when you employ them, and don't trust people when you doubt them. I believe Uncle Lou and you can do it." Chu Heng said with a smile.
"I don't even believe in myself, and I don't know where your trust comes from." Lou Xiao'e took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes, lit them, and sighed: "To be honest, Chu Heng, I'm under a lot of pressure now, and I'm always afraid of not doing well.
I lost your money."
"Haha, it's okay. Your brother and I have a strong family background. If we lose this little money, we will lose it." Chu Heng said very arrogantly.
"Look at how aggressive you are! You look like a rich man." Lou Xiao'e smiled and slapped him in the face.
"Crunch!"
Not far away, Pan Rui looked at the two people who seemed to be flirting, grinding his teeth angrily, and his face was as dark as a drop of water. But as the one who barged in the door, he didn't dare to step forward, so he simply turned around and entered the office building to take a look.
No sight, no worries.
After a while.
The time will soon come to 10:18, and Father Lou specially asked his husband to show him the auspicious time.
People here on Hong Kong Island are very superstitious, especially businessmen, so most companies will ask someone to calculate an auspicious time and auspicious day when they open their business, and then worship gods.
now.
An offering table has been set up in front of the office building door, with a statue of the God of Wealth, a roasted pig with red skin and red belly symbolizing prosperity, and a white-striped chicken representing innocence, among other tributes.
At this time, Lou's father stood in front of the altar with a serious face, holding three sticks of incense. Behind him were Lou Xiao'e and his wife and all the employees of the company.
They originally wanted Chu Heng to go up too, but he didn't want to get involved, so he just stood aside and watched the fun.
"The gods are above, the shops are open, may the blessings be like the sea, and the business be like the mountains. May you be rich all year round, good luck will come, business will be prosperous, and the wealth will be rolling in."
Soon, Lou's father finished praying to the statue of the God of Wealth, and was the first to step forward and insert the incense sticks in his hand into the incense burner. Then Lou Xiao'e and others also went up to offer incense.
Then there was paper burning and cannon fire again. After a lot of excitement, Lou's father called a motorcade and took the congratulatory Pringles to a nearby restaurant for dinner.
Chu Heng did not follow him. After he finished worshiping the gods, he got into the car with a group of bodyguards and returned to the mountainside villa.
This place is not far from the villa, only a dozen miles away. Three Mercedes-Benzes that were not stuck in traffic drove all the way and arrived home in more than ten minutes.
After the car drove into the underground garage through the side door, Chu Heng had just reached the first floor when he heard Mother Han's panicked screams and panicked footsteps coming from upstairs.
"Call the hospital quickly!"
"Go drive, go drive!"
Chu Heng's heart suddenly suddenly skipped a beat, and he hurriedly ran upstairs, shouting: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Father Han's voice immediately came from upstairs: "Come up quickly, Hengzi, Xiaowen's water has broken. Send her to the hospital quickly."
"Coming!"
Chu Heng became nervous instantly and rushed up to the third floor in a few seconds. Then he saw Han Yunwen walking towards the stairs with the support of Mother Han and several servants. Father Han and several other bodyguards crowded around nervously.
aside.
"Give it to me, Auntie. You go pack your things. I'll take her to the hospital first."
He rushed forward, picked up Han Yunwen like a princess, turned around and ran downstairs: "How do you feel now?"
"I don't feel anything." Han Yunwen put her hands around his neck and comforted him: "Don't worry, it's okay. The amniotic fluid just broke. You have to wait a while to survive."
"Can I not be in a hurry!" Chu Heng kept walking, his brows furrowed into knots: "Didn't the hospital say it would take three more days to give birth? Why is it so early? These quack doctors!"
"How can you see this so accurately? Oh, slow down and don't throw me again." Han Yunwen said.
"I donated so much money to them and spent so much inspection fees, and they gave me a rough fucking time?" Chu Heng cursed and ran to the underground garage.
Zhuang Fengqin was already waiting. When she saw him coming, she quickly stepped forward and helped Han Yunwen into the car, and then drove quickly to the Queen Elizabeth Hospital.
After a while, Mother Han and the others followed in the car with various pre and postpartum items that they had prepared.
"hurry up!"
"Break through!"
Under Chu Heng's urging, the car overtook other cars and ran through lights along the way, and arrived at the hospital in just ten minutes.
At this time, Cong Guangda, the deputy director of Queen Elizabeth Hospital, had led a group of nurses and doctors to wait in front of the hospital. As soon as the car stopped, he immediately rushed forward, helped Han Yunwen onto the stretcher, and then rushed into the hospital with a roar.
Go for a checkup.
After Chu Heng followed in, he was eventually blocked outside the examination room.
Not long after, Han Mu and the others also rushed over and waited anxiously with him.
After a while, Han Yunwen was pushed out, but she was sent to the delivery room without even saying a word to them.
