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    The controversy over the Chun Ge Building finally faded away. At the same time, under the leadership of Tao Juhai, workers began to build the building day and night, striving to have the Chun Ge Building standing in the city center in the shortest possible time.

    After the foundation was completed, the Chun Ge Building was constructed at a rate of one floor per day. From a distance, it looked quite impressive.

    However, the Chun Ge Group under the leadership of Wang Baoyu felt miserable. Wang Baoyu never expected that building a building would be so expensive. There were always some extra expenses. In the past three months, everything had exceeded the budget by a large margin.  .

    Although the sales of Chun Ge Wan are still booming, news of financial constraints are still coming.

    No matter how difficult it is, we must persevere. As long as the Chun Ge Building can be built, all difficulties will be over. For this reason, Wang Baoyu still followed Shi Lindong's advice. Through finding connections, he borrowed 2 billion from the bank and finally solved the current problem.  Financial Crisis.

    Wang Baoyu firmly believes that as long as it lasts for one more year at most, Chunge Pharmaceutical will regain its strength. By then, it will have its own award-winning office building. The group will definitely have abundant financial resources, and even counting money will be tiring.

    My son Xiaoguang is getting cuter and cuter. He has already learned a lot of words at a young age, and has even begun to read in-depth books such as "Aesop's Fables". At the same time, he has begun to formally study painting with Li Keren.  When painting, I start with outlining lines. I never complain or complain. Even though I am as strict as Li Keren, I nod my head frequently, which is quite gratifying.

    Although the pressure of building a building is not small, Wang Baoyu often takes his son out to play. He always reads and draws at home, which makes his eyes exhausted.

    Of course, at the invitation of Mayor Ruan, he took Xiaoguang to visit the mayor's office several times. Every time, Mayor Ruan would put down his work and play with Xiaoguang for a while, even a person on his desk  There are also chocolate candies specially prepared in the drawer. This approach is very similar to that of a father. Linlin and Xiaoyue also enjoyed this kind of treatment.

    Xiaoguang is not interested in candy, but prefers the celebrity calligraphy hanging in Mayor Ruan¡¯s office and the various collections of books in the big bookshelf.

    Seeing that the two of them were so close to each other, Wang Baoyu felt happy, but she also didn't understand why Mayor Ruan liked Xiaoguang so much. Dai Meng once said that she had seen photos of Mayor Ruan when he was a child, and Xiaoguang looked like that.  Mayor Ruan looked very much like him back then.

    In fact, it goes without saying that Xiaoguang looks like Mayor Ruan when he was a child. Even now when the two of them stand together, they look very much like the two fathers.

    Wang Baoyu looked in the mirror and narcissistically thought that if she also wore glasses, she would be somewhat similar to Mayor Ruan, so she didn't care. Instead, she thought that when Xiaoguang grew up, if she could get Mayor Ruan's favor  With help, the future will be limitless. Hey, not only do I have good luck, my son also has good luck.

    That night, Xiaoguang brought up a sad topic again: "Dad, is mom not coming back?"

    "Son, you already have two mothers now, Mother Meifeng and Mother Li. Even if mother doesn't come back, Xiaoguang will be loved and loved by others." Wang Baoyu hugged her son and persuaded.

    "Well, mothers are very good, but they can't sing." Xiaoguang said suddenly.

    Wang Baoyu was stunned. It seemed that Tang Qiangwei often sang operas for him in front of Xiao Guang. It was undeniable that Tang Qiangwei was a woman of very high overall quality, but it was a pity that she was too self-righteous and chose a path of no return.

    "How about Dad find some videos on the Internet for you to watch?" Wang Baoyu coaxed.

    "It doesn't smell like mother." Xiaoguang lowered his head and said, maybe because he was afraid that Wang Baoyu would be angry, so he obediently took a step back and said, "It's okay if you don't want to listen. I can remember the voice of my mother singing."

    Wang Baoyu held her son tightly in her arms. For the first time, she hoped that time could go by a few years, because the child's memory before the age of six is ??very vague. She hoped that by then, the son could completely forget his biological mother and live a happy life from now on.

    Tears shone in front of his eyes, and Wang Baoyu was heartbroken. Among Tang Qiangwei's relics were opera CDs, but Wang Baoyu had never listened to them and didn't even look at them.  He was not interested in opera either. Since Xiaoguang proposed it, he took out the opera CD left by Tang Qiangwei and played it on the DVD.

    "This is mother's voice." Xiaoguang said excitedly.

    Wang Baoyu listened carefully and found that it was indeed Tang Qiangwei's voice. She had actually recorded it herself. Her professionalism was no less than that of an opera artist, which was admirable.

    "I'm so sleepy." Li Keren, who was painting on the side, was not interested in opera either. After listening to it for a while, he yawned and went upstairs to sleep.

    But Xiaoguang listened with gusto and hummed along with her from time to time. She probably inherited Tang Qiangwei¡¯s genes and was quite talented in opera. Hehe, no wonder everyone likes Xiaoguang so much. It turns out he is also a Xiaoguang.Talented son, when his son is older, send him to learn martial arts, so that he can be both civil and martial arts. When he graduates with a doctorate, and then find his uncle Ruan's back door, he will definitely have a prosperous official career.

    Wang Baoyu had a sweet dream for a while, yawned repeatedly while listening to the soft opera, and finally fell asleep on the sofa.

    "Baoyu, you must take good care of Xiaoguang, please." Wang Baoyu dreamed of Tang Qiangwei again, still looking like a white peony, smiling gently.

    "Don't worry, Xiaoguang is living a good life now. Even the mayor likes him very much." Wang Baoyu said.

    "What's the use of liking the mayor? I still hope you like him."

    "Of course I like Xiaoguang."

    "Hehe, Mr. Gu told you that you and Xiaoguang have a lifelong father-son relationship." Tang Qiangwei suddenly said this.

    Wang Baoyu thought for a while, and it seemed that Master Gu had really said that to him before he died, but this sentence was nonsense. Xiaoguang was his son, and of course there would be a lifelong father-son relationship.

    While Wang Baoyu was thinking about it, Tang Qiangwei turned around and gradually walked towards the chaos. There seemed to be a man waiting for her at the end of the road.

    "Don't leave, you must apologize to Du Qianqian." Wang Baoyu shouted.

    "Baoyu, when you hear this, I beg you to be kind to Xiaoguang and remember the lifelong relationship between father and son." Tang Qiangwei turned her head and smiled sadly, and her figure quickly disappeared.

    Wang Baoyu woke up suddenly and heard Xiaoguang shouting in surprise: "Dad, there is a woman talking."

    Wang Baoyu rubbed his eyes, and was suddenly surprised to find that the opera had stopped and Tang Qiangwei's voice came from the DVD. It seemed that it had been burned on that CD.

    The last sentence Wang Baoyu heard in his dream was coming from the DVD, and the sound was still coming. It's no wonder that Xiaoguang couldn't hear that it was Tang Qiangwei talking. Later, Tang Qiangwei had a vocal cord.  After surgery, the sound is exactly the same as that of Bai Mudan.

    "Baoyu, I had no choice but to do this. Please forgive me." Tang Qiangwei's voice continued, seeming to contain sincere repentance.
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