One Thousand Eight Hundred and Twenty-Nine. The Birth of a Son

What Sister Qin and brother-in-law said moved Qin Shiou. He rubbed his chin, and a few names came to mind. They were all his better classmates, friends, etc., and these people didn't mix well. It seems that this business can be done try.

He looked at the piles of Asian carp in the freezer, and thought about the fish still living in Shenbao Lake, and then made up his mind to find a friend to try, maybe this is indeed a way to make money.

For this way of making money, he certainly doesn't need it. How much can you sell dried freshwater fish for? He really wanted to do this, so he might as well sell dried bonito. The fishing grounds have huge stocks of bonito, but for some people, these dried freshwater fish can make a lot of money.

The first thing he thought of was his little friend Qin Peng. After calling, Qin Peng was not interested in this business. He just wants to run his own car repair shop well, not only to make money, but also his hobby and dream. As for dried carp and grass carp, this is not his interest.

Then, Qin Shiou thought of Zhong Dajun, the monitor of the university, who was also his good friend. When he came to Canada last time, he found that Zhong Dajun was not doing well. Showing up in the group, obviously the situation is not very good now.

Qin Shiou admired Zhong Dajun's ability very much. He was one of the best people in the college when he was in college. He studied well, had strong self-control, was willing to endure hardships and was able to study hard. After graduation, he could only say that he was unlucky and had no job What a turnaround.

He did it when he thought of it, and he called, but he forgot that the time in St. John's was ten hours behind that in China. At this moment, Zhong Dajun was still sleeping in a daze: "Hello, Lao Qin? Why are you calling at this time? Is there something wrong?" What's the matter? Ba Shi is sleeping."

It is estimated that Zhong Dajun is still awake, and he speaks Mandarin with a Sichuan accent.

Qin Shiou was a little embarrassed, so he cut the long story short: "I may have a good business here, and I can definitely do it anyway. I just don't know how much money I can make, but I guess it's not a big problem to make millions a year."

"RMB? Don't tell me it's Japanese yen." Zhong Dajun suddenly became sober. Now is the time when he is short of money and short of opportunity.

Qin Shiou said, "It's not RMB, it's Canadian dollars!"

"Fuck. Are you kidding me, five million RMB? One year?" Zhong Dajun was shocked.

Except for Mao Weilong, the other students don't know Qin Shiou's real family background. They feel that a fishing farm may only earn a few million or tens of millions of RMB a year, but they don't know that Daqin Fishing Farm can bring Qin Shiou hundreds of millions a year now. The unit of income is Canadian dollars!

"How is your work now?" Qin Shiou changed the subject, he didn't know about Zhong Dajun's recent situation yet.

Zhong Dajun smiled wryly and said: "It's not that good. I have worked so hard to get to the position of a small supervisor, and I am angry every day, by customers, and by leaders. Alas, the domestic real estate market is not so good this year. It is difficult for us to decorate this area." .”

After hearing this, Qin Shiou knew what he said, and said, "I'll book you a plane ticket. Forget it, you can go to Kogoro. That guy is going back to Canada these few days, so come over with us. You resign and come over to investigate my project. Anyway, I dare not say too much, one million Canadian dollars a year is not a big problem.”

Zhong Dajun readily agreed that if other people said this to him, it might be regarded as a pyramid scheme or something, but he knew Qin Shiou's character and worth. Since he said one million a year, even if he can't get one million Canadian dollars, he can get one hundred Ten thousand RMB is always reliable.

An annual income of one million RMB is beyond his imagination with his current job.

a week later. It was a coincidence that Zhong Dajun followed Mao Weilong's family to Canada. Late February is the due date of Winnie, and she has entered the ward of St. Mary's Hospital waiting to give birth. Mao Weilong and others came at the right time.

On the day their plane landed in St. John's, Winnie gave birth. With the experience of melons, Qin Shiou could barely sit still. He waited outside the delivery room with the melons in his arms. The most important thing is the top obstetrics and gynecology experts he found from Boston through the American Express Group, and Wei Ni's prenatal checkups are all normal, so there is no need to worry about anything.

Melon didn't know her father's mood, she stared at the door of the delivery room with her little finger in her mouth, and asked, "Dad, will my brother come out from there later?"

Qin Shiou: "Huh?"

"I said brother, will brother come out from there?" Melon was a little impatient.

Qin Shiou: "Yes."

"What's your brother like? Who's he like? Fat or fat?" Melon asked again, looking curious about the baby.

"Almost—ah no, why do you always think about seals?" Qin Shiou was depressed, "Your brother, of course, is similar to you!"

Melon sighed, with a regretful look: "That's not fun, it would be great if he was just like Pangpang, then I can play with him every day. Dad, did you hear me?"

Qin Shiou smiled wryly and said, "Father is very confused now, and can't listen to anything."

Melon pouted and said, "Then I went in to find my mother? If you don't accompany me, I will find my mother to accompany me."

The official Qin was convinced, and said helplessly: "I will accompany you, dad will accompany you, okay? But can you be quiet? And after you have a younger brother, you will be an older sister. An older sister should look like an older sister, don't Do you know how to bully your younger brother? Don’t treat your younger brother like a little bull, you can see that the little bull is being fooled by you!"

Melon grinned and said pleasantly, "Will my brother be as fun as Mavericks?"

Qin Shiou: "..."

Ganqing himself said a lot, but this girl didn't listen to a word, it was a waste of emotion.

The delivery of the second child was much smoother than that of the first child. It only took a little over six hours from the time the child was pushed into the delivery room to the loud cry of the baby.

The nurse came out with a baby in her arms. Father Qin, mother-in-law, sister, brother-in-law, Mario Miranda and the teenagers all surrounded him and asked in a hurry, "Is this our child?" "Boys and girls?" "How about the mother?" "Can we see?"

Qin Shiou threw down the melon and tried to squeeze into the crowd, and asked excitedly, "Is my wife okay? Is my child okay?"

The nurse smiled and said: "Mr. Qin, you don't need to worry, everything is going well, Wei Ni is resting inside, this is your son, a healthy boy like a little tiger. But now he has to go to the constant temperature room for an examination, please Step aside."

Qin Shiou smiled apologetically while stretching out his hand to open the baby's swaddle and took a look. A wrinkled little face was stuffed inside. The little guy's eyes were closed, and his little lips squirmed slightly. He had stopped crying, as if he was sleeping.

Qin's father, Qin's mother and others wanted to follow along, but the nurse covered the child again, and then asked them to visit the parturient, so with a whimper, a group of people rushed into the delivery room again, leaving only a melon sitting alone in the long room. chair. (To be continued.)