Chapter 256: Wanting a Child

Chen Taotao went bankrupt, and Fang Ting naturally became unemployed. But people couldn't do nothing; once they indulged in pleasure all day, they would be wasted, remaining an empty skin, like a walking corpse.

But for a while, Fang Ting didn't know what to do. It was really that playing stocks with Chen Taotao before was too stimulating, playing with tens of millions at a time, and her vision had been raised. Doing a job with a monthly salary of 10,000 or even 20,000 felt dull and boring. Not to mention that her own ability couldn't reach the level of earning 10,000 or 20,000 by working for others.

However, Wang Yan's requirements for women had always been low, not to mention she was just a small colorful flag outside. He spoke directly and clearly with money, giving her another 10 million, whether it was to go out and travel, continue her studies, or open a shop or operate a company—whatever she wanted to do was fine, just not to be idle and retire at home.

Fang Ting had never been out of Hong Kong since she was born. Now with 10 million in her hand, she wanted to go out and take a look. Wang Yan sent two female bodyguards, and Fang Ting left directly. This trip would take at least three months.

And before setting off, Fang Ting found Fang Zhanbo. The situation had been tense for a while, and she hadn't had any time, and most importantly, she couldn't find Fang Zhanbo. This time she ran back to the public housing and blocked Fang Zhanbo, pulled him downstairs to find a place, and scolded him—she was also a little chili pepper. Mainly, Fang Zhanbo's actions this time were indeed not authentic; taking such a matter to borrow money from Wang Yan, what did he take her and Luo Huiling for?

Luo Huiling didn't say anything; seeing Fang Zhanbo, she just acted as if this hadn't happened. She really didn't know how to speak, feeling she had let down Fang Zhanbo, Fang Fang, and Fang Min. As for Fang Ting, who had also followed Wang Yan, it went without saying—what a sin, truly enemies.

Fang Zhanbo also really didn't know how to face Luo Huiling; after all, Fang Ting knew, so how could Luo Huiling not know? However, from another perspective, everyone knowing was also a kind of relief, although he had indeed despicably used Luo Huiling, who raised him, and his own sister, Fang Ting.

As the only man in the Fang family, the blood feud should have been his business. How could he let two of his closest women give themselves to a piece of trash, a hooligan leader who didn't know when he would be shot to death—this was what he thought.

The intention to borrow power for revenge might have existed for Luo Huiling and Fang Ting, but it was definitely not the main reason. For the two women to be willing to do so, it was more because of Wang Mou's demeanor, foresight, and profound wisdom.

Although Fang Zhanbo's first pot of gold was earned thanks to the two women and that trash surnamed Wang, he would not admit it. After all, if he hadn't discovered the danger himself this time and pulled out early, would he have made forty million? It would have been good if he hadn't lost several million. And all of this was due to his own superior wisdom.

It was precisely because he had money in his hands that Fang Zhanbo rented a house near Central to live in, only occasionally returning to the public housing in Ma On Shan to see Fang Fang and Fang Min, who was studying at the University of Hong Kong.

And because Luo Huiling resumed her studies, plus Wang Yan gave a lot of money, she bought a big house outside to live in. Fang Ting lived in the apartment Wang Yan bought in Central, Fang Min lived in the school dormitory, and this time Fang Zhanbo moved out completely. In the public housing, only Fang Fang, who worked as a clerk at Long Teng, was left. Others basically didn't come back, only occasionally making appointments to eat together at a restaurant. Luo Huiling and the Fang siblings' days were getting better and better, but they were also scattered...

After a man achieves success, he wants the recognition of women, and a mentally ill man is even more so.

In just one week, Ding Xie, who earned 2 billion Hong Kong dollars, was somewhat floating. After being dashing for a few days, he felt increasingly bored and increasingly wanted to share this joy of success with others. Naturally, Luo Huiling, who had been forced to be put aside, floated to his heart. They still had a lot to say, and he still missed her very much; he didn't know how Luo Huiling was doing. If Luo Huiling knew this news, she should be happy, proud, and boastful for him.

Thinking of this, the past reappeared before his eyes. Luo Huiling taking care of Fang Jinxin for him, taking care of the Fang siblings for him—it was all to help him atone for his sins. The words said last time, sending him to prison, were just out of anger, just because the Fang siblings were playing tricks; Luo Huiling still loved him.

Understanding this, Ding Xie's heart felt like a kitten was scratching his little heart, very itchy. But he was really afraid of Wang Yan, that big villain who was too cruel. However, after all, earning over 2 billion gave him confidence. For love, so what if it was Wang Yan? As long as Luo Huiling could live a good life, what did it matter if another leg was broken? A real man, it was no big deal... He would just be sneaky; the one surnamed Wang couldn't stare at Luo Huiling all day, he wouldn't be discovered...

Therefore, a few days after the market resumed, in Wang Yan's new clinic in Sha Tin Center, looking at Ding Xie, who was bruised and struggling constantly, Wang Yan placed the thermos cup in his hand on the table: "Have you lived enough?"

Ding Xie shouted: "Every time it's bullying the few with the many, what kind of hero are you? If you have the ability, let's fight one-on-one."

Wang Yan waved his hand, and the subordinate sensibly stepped forward to circle-kick him.

"Alright." After a while, Wang Yan stopped, looking at Ding Xie, who was trembling and covered in blood, his gold-rimmed glasses that looked expensive at a glance having been knocked away, and said indifferently: "Give you a chance, explain what you were doing at the public housing."

Ding Xie defended: "I... I was just passing by."

"Aren't you a real man? Why don't you dare to admit what you've done?" Wang Yan smiled: "Just admit it if you're looking for Luo Huiling."

Mental illness didn't mean stupidity. At this moment, it was the same scene as last time, even closer in the same room. He knew the current affairs. At this moment, his precious sons weren't by his side to support him, and he knew Wang Yan really dared to kill him, so he didn't dare to clamor anymore. Immediately, a smile was squeezed onto his face, and he said with difficulty: "Yan... Brother Yan, really, really just passing by." While speaking, a tooth even sprayed out.

"Scared? Softened?"

Ding Xie continued to force a smile, flattering: "Yan... Brother Yan is a reasonable... reasonable person, won't... won't wrong a good... good person."

"You can speak now, not bad." Wang Yan said indifferently: "You always say you're a real man. I heard that a real man, when his teeth are broken, swallows them into his stomach."

"Then... then what does Brother Yan mean?"

A subordinate on the side couldn't watch anymore and went up with a kick: "Brother Yan wants you to pick up the teeth and swallow them, do you know?"

Ding Xie, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, looked up with difficulty at Wang Yan, who was sitting there smiling. His Adam's apple bobbed, he swallowed the blood in his mouth, gritted his teeth, and trembling, reached out to pick up the tooth on the ground, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

Wang Yan saw it clearly; there were tears in Ding Xie's eyes. The old guy was aggrieved. He smiled: "Originally, I was going to break your two legs. Seeing you're so sensible, that's it."

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Ding Xie let out a long breath; his old life was saved.

"Call Ding Xiexie, one hundred million, let him come over to lead the person."

"Hey." Ding Xie, who had just relaxed, gave a start: "Brother Yan, no..."

"Want money but not your life? I can fulfill you." Seeing Ding Xie shut his mouth, looking like he was about to die, Wang Yan continued: "Once, twice, if there's a third time, Ding Xie, I guarantee you'll die in a very novel way."

After speaking, regardless of Ding Xie's reaction, Wang Yan waved his hand and let the subordinate drag him away.

The reason he let Ding Xie go so simply was just as he said himself: once, twice, but not a third time. Although even if he broke Ding Xie's legs again, it was no big deal, but it was unnecessary.

Now Long Teng had already occupied Sha Tin, Tai Po, Northern District, Kwai Tsing, Sai Kung, and Yuen Long, only missing Tunmen and Tsuen Wan, and his territory could be connected into one, unifying the New Territories. Of course, this was without counting the outlying islands; that place would be discussed later, and compared to it, it had no value.

And these remaining two places, Tunmen and Tsuen Wan, were currently rubbing against each other, and it was expected that they would be taken down before the New Year. Thus, consolidate for a period of time, expand the manpower, and next year, the history of the Hong Kong hooligan world would open a new chapter.

Hong Kong and Kowloon were a game of chess, and one move affected the whole body. Although Wang Yan thought Ding Xiexie wouldn't dare to move, human nature was the most complex. If Ding Xiexie really jumped over the wall in a hurry this time, other gangs who felt threatened might not necessarily not take action, taking advantage of the situation to unite and dry Long Teng. Still the same sentence, they could beat them, but it was unnecessary. Keep the scene as small as possible; don't rush.

So let the Ding father and sons live a few good days first; there would be no chance in the future.

However, having said that, it was impossible for him to let other gangs live in peace. Not letting other gangs be harmonious and unite against a common enemy, it was very necessary to provoke hatred between gangs when there was nothing to do. For example, last month, the Causeway Bay leader was shot to death in broad daylight.

Ding Xiexie was also too happy to make money, relaxed his vigilance, and forgot what kind of virtue his own father was. When he received the call and heard the other party report their name as Long Teng, he immediately thought his father had caused trouble again, thought of Wang Yan's ruthlessness, and his legs went soft, fearing to hear the news of letting him collect the corpse.

However, fortunately, hearing that he was beaten and asked to take 100 million to redeem the person, he felt relieved. At the same time, he couldn't help but guess why the hand was so light this time. He knew it himself; this time his father had his legs broken again, and he wouldn't do anything, nor did he dare to do anything. Being inferior to others meant gritting his teeth and kneeling. He had long given up the idea of shooting Wang Yan; after all, the previous lessons were fresh in his memory, and he asked himself that another action would just be like that, useless.

After thinking for a long time without results, Ding Xiexie didn't ponder anymore, just assuming his level was too low and the other party didn't look up to him. It was originally like that; with Wang Yan's current status, it was normal not to care about him. Immediately, he quickly transferred the money to redeem the person and took his father to the hospital for treatment.

Wang Yan left the clinic, returned home, and made a sumptuous lunch for Ruan Mei.

Now pregnant for more than three months, Ruan Mei was already showing, and it was bigger than ordinary pregnant women—it was twins. It couldn't be seen what gender it was, and it would take another month to know. It was also because of this that Ruan Mei was becoming increasingly anxious.

On one hand, she worried that her illness would be passed on to the child; on the other hand, she worried that the children in her belly were two daughters. Hong Kong wasn't much, and it was also patriarchal. Ruan Mei was still relatively traditional, so naturally, she wanted a son. Not to mention such a big family business in Long Teng, how could it be inherited without a son?

Wang Yan had no feeling about this matter at all. Not to mention he didn't care much about boys or girls, just saying that when he was an emperor before, the family business was big, and when he got up early, he even thought about constitutionalism. If it weren't for a promising great-grandson later, his Wang imperial family would have been a mascot. Compared to this, it was just a small company; even if he didn't have a son, what if his daughter could hold it up? Besides, if a son couldn't hold it up, it was useless.

He thought so, and he comforted Ruan Mei so, but it was just Ruan Mei being strong herself. Looking at Ruan Mei's appearance, Wang Yan felt sorry for his unborn child. No need to think, Ruan Mei would definitely grasp education, and one could imagine how miserable it would be.

After lunch and being intimate for a while, Wang Yan accompanied Ruan Mei to walk to the nearby school, just to digest food. Afterward, he took a car to the company to participate in project research, and at three o'clock, he went to Luo Huiling's place in Mong Kok.

Meeting was naturally without small talk; only after the green dragon spat water was it normal communication.

"Ding Xie came to find you today and was caught."

Luo Huiling frowned: "Came here to find me?"

"Of course not, over at the public housing." Wang Yan smiled: "He was wandering around sneakily and was bumped into by the patrolling subordinates."

"And then?"

"This time his legs weren't broken, he was beaten half to death and asked for 100 million."

"Last time you asked for 10 million US dollars, that was over 70 million, and this time it's another 100 million. Brother Yan is making a big fortune." Luo Huiling laughed: "But I heard from Zhanbo that Ding Xie earned over 2 billion in this stock market crash, is it true?"

"Indeed."

"Then you asked for too little. It's all money that harms people to jump off buildings; you should have asked for more."

Wang Yan smiled and didn't pick up the topic, instead saying: "How are your studies recently?"

"Quite good." Luo Huiling sighed: "Now I don't think about anything every day, just focusing on studying—I don't know how happy I am."

Knowing that she was thinking of her experiences over the years again, Wang Yan didn't speak, just hugged her tighter to show comfort. The room was quiet for a while, with only heaving chests and subtle breathing.

"I... want a child."

After a while, Luo Huiling spoke to break the silence.

After speaking, fearing rejection, she hurriedly explained: "Ah Yan, don't misunderstand, I don't want to have a child to divide the family property. It's just that I'm 33 this year, not young anymore, and I haven't thought about being with other men in the future. Having raised the Fang siblings for so many years, not having my own child is always a regret. Don't worry, Ah Yan, I can raise the child myself, I don't need you..."

"Alright, what nonsense are you talking about." Wang Yan interrupted: "If you want to have one, then have one. No matter what, it's Wang Yan's child, how could it be wronged? Time waits for no one, hurry up."

Before Luo Huiling could say more, Wang Yan turned over and pressed her under his body...

Life returned to calm, and Wang Yan lived as he originally did. Sitting for consultations to see patients, accompanying Ruan Mei, participating in research at the company, and occasionally accompanying Luo Huiling. At the end of November, because her period didn't come on time, Luo Huiling went to the hospital for a check-up and confirmed the news of her pregnancy. Wang Yan found a nanny to serve her food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and also sent female bodyguards to protect her.

Luo Huiling worried about being seen by Fang Fang and Fang Min, and was also afraid of Fang Ting being embarrassed. After telling Wang Yan, she ran directly to the UK, planning to return after giving birth. Long Teng also had industries there. Because of Luo Huiling, Wang Yan bought a small manor for her to live in.

And Fang Ting, after traveling for more than two months, originally planned to do a big career. As a result, hearing Wang Yan say she went to the UK to nurture the fetus and was also going to have a child, she finally went to France.

Of course, the child's household registration must be in Hong Kong, and it would be studied later. In fact, things always had to be faced; it was impossible not to see other relatives again. After the child came out, how to explain it to those jumping and skipping ones would have to be explained. However, they were his women after all, so whatever they wanted to do was fine.

It was also because of this that Wang Yan had no one by his side, and he spent most of his time accompanying Ruan Mei.

As for Long Jiwen, it was still the same, finding Wang Yan to communicate when there was nothing to do, eating a meal or something. Wang Yan also knew what was going on; anyway, if he was invited, he would go—connecting feelings.

And during this period, Long Teng's pace of development never stopped.

In terms of territory, Tunmen and Yuen Long were taken down one after another. At the same time, the staff of the security company were screened and expanded, reaching a scale of 10,000 people. In dealing with the problems of other gangs, Wang Yan would poke them when he had nothing to do, letting them consume each other.

In other commercial aspects, various means were used. In the Northern District, more land was taken down, and research was being done to drive away nearby factories. Looking at the Northern District now, it was a huge construction site, with construction everywhere. There were hospitals, schools, residential areas, shopping malls, Long Teng headquarters buildings, etc., etc. According to the established planning, the supporting facilities were absolutely complete.

As for the original residents of the Northern District, Wang Yan didn't ignore them, giving enough demolition money. Moreover, he bought a piece of land in Tai Po and developed it specifically to settle these people, which was quite decent. Otherwise, with Long Teng's power, what could forced demolition do? There was no one higher than him. Of course, Long Teng wanted reputation and corporate image, so it certainly couldn't do such a thing.

Other logistics, manufacturing, etc., all had varying degrees of development. Especially logistics, because Long Teng was engaged in real estate in the country, cargo transfer stations were established in major hub cities, and efficiency was much higher. However, the domestic environment was not good at this time, and there were still big brothers, and a bunch of rotten things like robbing the road, so the business was average, which could be considered laying a foundation.

The most critical R&D aspect was naturally continuous investment. After the old Soviet brother's final glory and a big military parade, the decline became apparent. The theory of balanced ternary had been researched almost completely, and each project team was researching the production of parts. Therefore, Wang Yan didn't wait for the 1990 action, but directly sent people to Moscow State University to find those who studied ternary, first contacting them, but hadn't received an answer yet.

At the same time, Wang Yan also found a lot of I-Ching and Sinology masters. This was also his whim and sudden inspiration, just thinking about researching whether the bottom layer could be "Yin-Yang-Wu," and then the entire foundation could be based on "I-Ching," with things like the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, constructing a computer and a corresponding system.

Long Teng now had over 6,000 scientific researchers, and it was increasing every day, half of whom were on the computer line. Although the possibility of success was small, it didn't hinder his bold attempt. Anyway, it was all starting from scratch, and it didn't matter if he pulled a few more project teams. Just dump money, just squander... ===== CHAPTER 257 =====