My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 626 The Starting Point of Bloodline Suppression
The progress of other hotels in Pingjing is slower, but after the first phase of the Pingqi dormitory complex was completed, the second phase of construction on three buildings has begun.

How can the vacated dormitory area be used to build an automobile building? The former factory director was indeed afraid to take responsibility and just wanted Wei Dong to go and get the project approved.

Lao Cheng also needs Wei Dong to go and support the work.

In short, let's wait and see.

Wei Dong still informed his parents, and the couple rushed over from Shangzhou, excitedly surrounding the pregnant Feng Chu and carrying it in and out every day.

He had always been fond of this young woman, a top student from a prefecture-level city, and couldn't be more satisfied. He immediately began to take meticulous care of her, preparing soups and porridges for her.

Having never experienced parental pampering before, Dong Xueqing felt as if she had fallen into a sugar jar.

However, Wei Dong was unable to take the business trip to Shangzhou.

With continued companionship and care, it really does feel like a family atmosphere.

Except for Shen Laosan, who is a little redundant.

She couldn't cook at all, but she keenly noticed that her younger siblings were around and made the couple uncomfortable, so she quickly sent them away to live their own lives.

When it's your turn, you'll use all sorts of clever words to agree.

Back when she was working at a mala tang (spicy hot pot) shop with her hands wrapped up, her mother still liked this girl from Jiangzhou very much and hoped that she could become her daughter-in-law.

How did she end up being called her younger sister instead of the young married woman?

There was definitely a bit of awkwardness and embarrassment.
In addition, they have a child who doesn't usually give them a friendly look, which makes the couple feel quite guilty and afraid to say much.

Then we should treat pregnant women even better.

This made Dong Xueqing a little apprehensive. She quietly complained after the children fell asleep at night: "Don't take care of us like this. It's better for just the few of us to live freely. Seeing my parents busy and having to watch our expressions makes me even more careful."

Wei Dong also realized: "What if, after you have a child, they will definitely spoil the child the most, and with Xiao Die around, they will definitely treat you differently. You won't be able to live together."

Dong Xueqing cautiously suggested, "How about... how about letting Mom and Dad live in our apartment in the city? I can take care of them when they were little, and they can play with them for a while during my lunch break while I'm at work."

Let Wei Dong have the most experience in raising children: "No, no, no, we will try our best to raise the child ourselves from a young age. With Lamu and Zhuoma helping out, we can definitely manage. We must not let the elderly take care of the child. I have never seen many children who are raised well. Grandparents tend to spoil their grandchildren. If you persevere, once the mother and child are safe, we can let them return to Shangzhou. They can stay in the city if they want. They can come to see the child anytime, but they cannot let them take care of the child."

Dong Xueqing replied sweetly, "You're always right. Xiaodie is much better now."

Aside from constantly using two catchphrases, being able to listen and make eye contact, at least they can ask you to do things for them, like eating, sleeping, dressing, and washing their face.

Wei Dong was wary: "The two children will definitely be affected when they grow up. In particular, we can't spoil them too much in front of Xiao Die. They are both our own children, and we should treat them equally."

In any case, in every two-child family he saw in the tax compound, the older child went through a period of being neglected.

Dong Xueqing finally realized: "Mother and child are safe. You think it's a son? You like sons?"

Wei Dong hoped: "It would be best if it were a daughter. It will be difficult for someone to inherit our family business in the future. It would be better if our daughter could find a good son-in-law when she grows up."

Fengchu smiled happily, trying her best not to think about that figure she longed for.

Perhaps it was because she listened to her father's idea, and as a mother, she also wanted to give birth quickly.

A few days later, Xiao Rang was born with a baby in his mouth.

His tragic childhood began with a silver spoon in his mouth.

It's very simple; the three-and-a-half-year-old sister has an overwhelming bloodline advantage.

While everyone was nervously discussing whether it was a boy or a girl outside the hospital operating room, Xiaodie frowned and said, "Damn it!"

Following Wei Dong, who was sticking out his tongue, no one dared to say anything more.

When the dirty little guy was brought out to show everyone, and it was confirmed to be a son, the Lao couple were still very excited, as there is still a certain degree of preference for sons over daughters in the countryside.

Xiaodie is yelling "Holy crap!" again!

This made Wei Dong afraid to get too close to the child, and besides, he didn't plan to get too close to him anyway, for fear of spoiling him into a spendthrift.

The main purpose was to comfort the weakened mother of two, so I decided to stay in Jiangzhou to accompany her during her postpartum period.

Who would have thought that Dong Xueqing, with her slender figure, would be so resilient and unyielding, just like bamboo? After being discharged from the hospital after three days, she insisted on returning to Bailou to take care of business.

Wei Dong quickly advised him not to work so hard, as the company's operations don't require him to be present every step of the way.

But Dong Xueqing's explanation was: "That's right, that's why I deliberately haven't contacted the company these past few days and haven't let you come to the company, just to see if there are any problems with the operating model I've been working on. Only after it's running smoothly will I have the opportunity to take you around. I haven't left the company since last year."

Actually, after her sister passed away, she became the one who stayed at home, spending every day at the company except for a few days off during the Spring Festival.

She was only sent over from the company when she was almost due to give birth.

Thinking about this made Wei Dong want to slap himself.

He had experienced this once, twice, and this time he instinctively dared not get too close or show concern, lest she wave goodbye and leave again, which would probably break his mental state. Moreover, Dong Xueqing always had some of her sister's shadow in her, which was also related to her sister turning away.

This created some distance between Wei Dong and Wei Dong.

He quickly apologized and said, "No, no, thank you."

Fengchu wouldn't have her sister's stubbornness. Okay, okay, she'd be wronged, but pouting and pursing her lips, she didn't look like a young mother who had just given birth at all. Xiaodie was making loud "tsk tsk tsk" noises, she must have learned that from the Shen family.

This instantly made Dong Xueqing laugh. She didn't have much makeup and elaborate dressing up, but at only twenty-something years old, she finally had a bit of a naive young woman's temperament, which made Wei Dong feel more affection for her: "Then just go and take a look, don't take up too much of your busy schedule, just go home and rest."

Dong Xueqing immediately beamed and asked to change into a beautiful long dress and have her hair done. Lamu Zhuoma immediately came in silently to take care of her, having already brought a bag of clothes.

Seeing her shyly about to change out of her hospital gown, Wei Dong quickly and sheepishly came out with the baby in his arms.

The couple outside were already holding their grandson with obvious affection, practically wanting to hold him in their mouths so they could free their hands to fan him, bring him water, and take care of him.

Just as Wei Dong realized something was wrong, he heard his daughter yell, "Damn it!"
Helpless, she took the two sons and held one in each arm, saying, "Xiaodie, this is your younger brother, your closest relative. You have to help me take good care of him, okay?"

As expected, after experiencing so much, my little aunt has gradually come to understand many things.

She didn't say a word, but hugged her father's neck tightly.

Perhaps it is this childlike dependence that has led Wei Dong to take extra care of this innocent child with whom he has no blood relation since three years ago, and now he has even more responsibility to raise him to adulthood.

So when the family went downstairs from the hospital and got into the car, the titanium alloy safety frame remained on the passenger side without being moved.

Xiaodie kept looking at her father driving and her younger brother who was surrounded and close to her in the back seat.

Finally, she secretly reached out and touched her younger brother in the elevator of the white building, which seemed to indicate that she was accepting of him.

Wei Dong was overjoyed, but he didn't say a word. He even glared at his parents, forbidding them from spoiling him.

Holding her children in both arms, she received many congratulations for having both a son and a daughter.

Zhuoma followed behind, quickly handing out red envelopes to each of them as a token of gratitude, saying that her third sister had already instructed them to prepare them.

Instead, Fengchu, who was walking ahead and being slightly supported by Ram, had a serious expression on her face. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she started asking everyone how they were doing, whether the data had been summarized, and whether the content had been entered. Everyone was terrified of her.

The office area, which was mostly populated by young women, immediately saw everyone retreating to their workstations to get busy.

Wei Dong was actually in favor of strict management; the couple would just play the good cop/bad cop game.

So I went into the general manager's office, where a series of supervisors were already there, each holding a memory card and reporting on their work.

How could he just look? Fengchu sat down with great enthusiasm and began to take cards one by one, insert them, and ask questions.

This made the couple, like the supervisors, afraid to even breathe, desperately trying to signal to their son with their eyes, "Can we leave first?"

Wei Dong was told to signal them to retreat first, but his son definitely wouldn't allow it.

I personally took them to the rest room inside to take care of the siblings. I treated them equally, and even favored the daughter a little. Anyway, the son wouldn't complain at this point.

At least two hours later, Dong Xueqing was finally helped in and lay down, satisfied: "Not bad, all the sales data in Shanghai are soaring. I heard it's because Xiao Qinmei advertised on Shanghai TV. Shouldn't we include that in the revenue?"

The two exchanged glances.

Fengchu scratched his head helplessly: "I'm not teasing her, I really mean there has to be some rules for income and expenditure. Should we include the sales and advertising costs of jeans, clothing, shampoo, and cosmetics? These are our big sources of income now. Before, they were all allocated to her company, but now they're all in the general ledger. What does that mean? You didn't tell me."

Wei Dong was even more helpless: "How would I know? I didn't know she was doing these things in Shanghai. Maybe her overseas income was higher, and she felt embarrassed to keep calculating her income in the mainland? I never deal with these accounting details."

Dong Xueqing replied, "Okay, okay, I'll call her later, is that alright?"

Wei Dong was a little overwhelmed: "Take as much as you want, talk as much as you want, let's go home, let's go home, okay?"

Fengchu dropped the subject: "Since we're already here, let's rest for a bit, then go to the meeting, and then go home and rest for a few days to see how it goes. If you're busy, go ahead, and come back to pick us up later."

Wei Dong was still reluctant to leave: "Don't rush this. It's rare to have some peace and quiet at home. I noticed you've gotten used to using memory cards to view data and reports. When I went to that company in Singapore, they said they already have network card technology. They can connect all the company's computers and automatically send files to you. Oh, we could ask them to make that software."

Dong Xueqing immediately perked up upon hearing this: "That's great! Once the form is ready, you can show it to me without anyone coming over. I can approve it directly on the computer, right? This is feasible, it'll definitely be very efficient..."

He cleverly expanded on this, saying, "If only I could receive documents like by phone or fax even when I'm in another city."

Wei Dong knew perfectly well: "Yes, we will definitely be able to achieve that in the future, through telephone lines and network cables, but we can start by developing the enterprise software for this local area network!"

He had previously only considered finance departments like banks and tax bureaus, and hadn't really thought about network cards. It was only after seeing how practically the mother of two children was working that he realized it.

A company can share a system, and the system server can have a hard drive.

This company can then run more complex, large-scale software. This is the framework of the old tax network model. He doesn't understand it, but he looks at it every day!
Congratulations to Dongsheng Technology for having already outlined the initial form of an ERP (Enterprise Resource Management) office system.

This step alone can make you a lot of money in Europe and America!

(End of this chapter)