Chapter 552: Daily Life

These words rang in her ears, and Wei Lan was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes widened too.

Wang Yan immediately asked: "Has your period not come for a while?"

"It's been a week, right? I didn't take it seriously." Wei Lan rested her hands on the edge of the table, leaned forward, and said nervously and expectantly: "The symptoms all match. Are we really pregnant?"

"Stretch out your hand, let me take your pulse." Wei Lan obediently stretched out both hands. She knew Wang Yan knew two hands; he had checked her parents before. Besides providing "Great Strength Pills," he also wrote prescriptions for them to recuperate. Although Wang Yan kept saying they were folk remedies, she knew they were all written by Wang Yan on the spot.

Wang Yan checked both hands. After a while, he nodded: "Indeed pregnant, and it's twins. Eat, after eating, let's go to the hospital for a checkup, and you'll be at ease."

"Oh..." Wei Lan held her chopsticks and picked up food, eating grain by grain, obviously absent-minded and unable to eat at all. She looked at Wang Yan, who was still eating heartily opposite her, and asked: "You're going to be a dad, why aren't you nervous at all? And still eating so deliciously?"

"One must have a calm spirit when encountering major events." Wang Yan smiled: "I am sure that both of our bodies are very healthy, so the child will have no problems. Your safety and the child's safety are guaranteed; that's enough, so there's nothing to be nervous about. There's not much nervousness about being a dad; there's more expectation for future life. Eat, don't think blindly by yourself; there's still a long time. Besides, the child needs nutrition, and giving birth also requires strength, so eat more."

He had a "switch" for "one hundred percent hit rate," and he had sown the seeds before marriage, so of course, he knew long ago. He really had no other feelings; he had been a dad too many times, so it was hard to have any fluctuations. If he had to say there were some, it was the happiness when his parents knew the news, and he just happened to be happy along with them.

Wei Lan let out a long breath and continued to eat. She asked: "You just said there were two?"

"Hmm, whether it's a boy or a girl will be visible next month."

"Is it accurate?"

"You'll know when you give birth."

Wei Lan looked at Wang Yan suspiciously. She knew he knew two hands of TCM, but she didn't know how high his level was. However, she didn't care; just as Wang Yan said, she would know when she gave birth. But she still couldn't help asking: "Then do you want a boy or a girl?"

"Of course, having both a son and a daughter is best. What era is this? Don't worry, our family doesn't have that saying of favoring boys over girls; whether it's a boy or a girl, they are both lovable."

Chatting happily with Wei Lan, everything was about the child. Wang Yan understood Wei Lan very well; how could one not be nervous and expectant about the gestation of life? Although he had no feelings, he still chatted about all sorts of things with Wei Lan, making her relax her nervous mood, have some appetite, and be able to eat normally—this was a diversion therapy for dealing with early pregnancy symptoms.

After eating, the couple set off directly to the First Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University School of Medicine, the leader of Zhejiang hospitals, whose level was in the forefront of the country, just a bit worse than hospitals in Beijing and Shanghai, which was quite sufficient.

Correspondingly, there were especially many people. Just for a checkup, there was no need for any expert number; of course, even if she wanted one, she couldn't get in line. After registering, the two strolled around outside the hospital and then went back to line up. After a series of checkups, finally, the doctor said the news of pregnancy. The doctor asked if they wanted it, and after getting an affirmative answer, gave some precautions for pregnancy—like staying away from cats and dogs, forbidden foods, maintaining a certain amount of exercise, etc. —and set the time for the next checkup. Only then did the couple leave the hospital.

It was already very late, so they didn't do anything else, but bought the vegetables Wei Lan liked to eat and went directly home.

Opening the door and entering the house, seeing the dog wagging its tail and rushing up enthusiastically, Wei Lan hurriedly took a step back, while the dog was hugged by Wang Yan.

Looking at the hostess who was avoiding it, and feeling the power of the master controlling it, the dog's wagging tail drooped, and it whimpered and whined, feeling extremely wronged.

Feeling the grievance of its little partner, the cat also ran over, wanting to rub against Wei Lan, but was scooped up by Wang Yan, which allowed Wei Lan to enter.

Looking at the wronged and puzzled appearance of the two little things, Wei Lan felt heartache, but still said: "Husband, why don't we send the cat and dog to a pet store and pick them up after the child is born?"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, stroking the fur of the two little things: "Actually, it's nothing. The cat and dog have been cleaned up quite well by me. As long as you don't sleep with them in your arms, and don't hold them in your arms and kiss them fiercely, there's no big problem. Daily activities won't be affected, so don't worry. You go in and stay; I'll give them a lesson before cooking."

"Listen to you."

Watching Wei Lan carry the vegetables and go to the kitchen to pick vegetables, Wang Yan took the two little things to the balcony, let them sit in a row, and started nagging to reason with the cat and dog. Cats and dogs actually have some spirituality, and Wang Yan had brought them for so long and trained them quite well. He didn't know if they could understand words, but the things Wang Yan told them not to do, they could remember. Because when speaking, he would release his aura and demonstrate to them.

The result, of course, was no surprise. After some education, the two little things, the cat and dog, huddled tightly in the corner, hugging each other for warmth. He intimidated me...

After Wang Yan cleaned up, he went to the kitchen and said to Wei Lan, who was picking vegetables: "Everything is done."

Wei Lan poked her head to look at the cat and dog lying honestly together, looking at their wronged little appearance: "You didn't hit them, did you?"

"If I say lesson, it's a lesson. When have you seen me beat them? It's nothing, just scared for a moment; they'll be fine in two days. If a small tree isn't pruned, it won't be straight; you have to remind them from time to time, otherwise these two little things won't remember."

"Alright then. It's just that when I see them like that, it's really too pitiful." Wei Lan turned to say: "At this time, both of our parents should be eating. Should we make a video call and tell them this good news?"

"Of course we have to tell them. I was thinking of saying it while eating later. Then let's call now; you wait for me to get the tablet." After speaking, Wang Yan ran out, took the tablet and stand from the bedroom, and then initiated a group video in the group. This group was the couple, plus both parents, a total of six people, chatting when they had nothing to do. Of course, it was mainly the three women talking, and the three men playing dead.

The messages connected one after another. Wang Yan's family was already eating; the old couple projected the news onto the TV, and the two sat by the coffee table in the living room with two simple plates of dishes to eat. Wei Lan's family was also eating, setting up a stand facing the dining table.

"Oh, in-laws, drinking? I'll accompany you for a bit." Wei Qinglin looked at Wang Dong, who was drinking his own little wine, smiled, took a wine glass from the side, poured the wine, and drank one with Wang Dong without saying a word.

Zhang Xia looked at the son and daughter-in-law picking vegetables in the video and asked: "It's past five o'clock, and you're just making dinner? It's not that I'm talking about you two; that company is your own, and you're earning quite a lot, so why work like that? Just come back an hour earlier, eat earlier, otherwise, if you go on like this for a long time, can your stomachs take it? You have to have a life to earn, and have a life to spend!"

Li Mei also nodded repeatedly: "In-law is right. Health is the capital of revolution. You two don't be giggling; you have to pay attention, hear me?"

Usually, they wouldn't video call in the group, because it would be like now, turning into a criticism meeting for the two of them. However, because they were too lazy to say it twice, they directly video-called together; otherwise, the two of them wouldn't look for trouble for themselves.

Wang Yan nodded in agreement and then explained: "Actually, we usually come back quite early. It's mainly because Wei Lan was a bit uncomfortable today, so I accompanied her to the hospital, and we just got home."

"What? Went to the hospital? What's the problem? Is it serious?" Before Li Mei, the biological mother, could speak, Zhang Xia spoke first. This wasn't all; she even put down her bowl and chopsticks, got up, and walked to the TV to look at Wei Lan carefully.

Li Mei was also quite nervous: "What's the matter? Went to the hospital?"

Although modern society is developed and medicine is advanced, in fact, people are generally still unwilling to run to the hospital. Basically, they rely on a feeling first; if they feel it's okay, they endure it; if not, they go to a small clinic to see and get some medicine. If that doesn't work, and there are some symptoms, only then do they think of going to the hospital. This is also why many major illnesses are in the middle or late stages; because when they are discovered, they are already like that, and the early stages have already been endured.

Wei Lan turned her head to look at Wang Yan, and seeing him tilt his head to signal her to speak for herself, she smiled: "It's nothing, just pregnant."

"Oh, it's nothing, you scared me." Zhang Xia waved her hand and turned to go back to continue eating, but after taking two steps, she turned back with wide eyes: "What? Pregnant?"

Wang Dong, who was drinking happily behind, also stood up, came to Zhang Xia's side, and stared at them together.

Similar to Zhang Xia's reaction, Li Mei also didn't react, was stunned for a moment, and then heard that her daughter was pregnant. Wei Qinglin, who was just holding a wine glass to drink, didn't drink the wine well, choked, covered his mouth, and coughed, but also stared at Wei Lan and Wang Yan.

Wei Lan nodded and smiled: "I felt a bit nauseous while eating at noon, and then I thought it had been a while since my period came. Then Wang Yan said, 'Are you pregnant?' We went to the hospital for a checkup after eating, and it turned out we really were."

Once these words came out, it was no longer Wang Yan's business; if there was anything, it was only scolding. So Wang Yan was very considerate, letting Wei Lan take the tablet out to sit on the sofa and talk to the two mothers and two fathers, while he himself cleaned up the vegetables in the kitchen and then swung the big spoon. In the kitchen, he heard his biological mother affectionately calling him a "little bastard," and if he weren't cooking, he would definitely have been lectured repeatedly.

Cooking with two stoves, Wang Yan's speed was not slow. After tossing for more than half an hour, he made a rich four-dish-one-soup meal. Wei Lan also finally couldn't stand the mothers' instructions and hurriedly said she wanted to eat, then hung up the phone.

Wei Lan stood up with an "ouch," watching Wang Yan adding food and water to the cat and dog: "This is really a mother; I couldn't handle one, and with both of them together, there's no peace of mind. Your mother even said she wanted to come over, saying she would cook for us; I had to persuade her hard to stop her. You say, it's not like there aren't people working with big bellies, but this is so careful."

"People working with bellies is because of life. If they could, who would want to do it?" Wang Yan shook his head: "But you are only pregnant now, so it's not a big problem, and it doesn't affect anything. If you can stay, stay at home; if you can't stay, it's fine to go to work; it's all up to you."

"I'd better go to work. It's been a while since I got pregnant, and I worked before, didn't I? Now it's the time when the company is expanding, and I can't be idle. Besides, you're at work, and it's boring for me to be at home alone. Let's wait until the belly is big later, when everything is inconvenient, and then talk about it."

"Alright. But from now on, when eating at noon, let's try to come back to eat. We are fine eating outside, but now that we have a child, let's pay attention; eat less if you can. Anyway, it's close, and coming back to cook at noon is in time; just make what you like to eat."

"Won't that delay work? After all, the company has just expanded, and there are so many things to be busy with."

"Look, what I said before was in vain. I have repeatedly emphasized that our work is just to have a goal, and everything else doesn't matter. Now that work is delaying life, how can that be? I criticize you; your ideological awareness still needs to be improved."

Wei Lan curled her lips, her eyes rolled, and she cleared her throat: "Little Yanzi, help this palace to eat. Hey, your mother said it, let you serve me; if you don't perform well, I'll tell her, and she'll come over at any time."

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement: "Hurry up, it's only just pregnant and it's like this; when the belly is big, won't you be going to heaven?" Although he said so, he still cooperated with Wei Lan, acted as a "Little Yanzi," and respectfully helped Wei Lan, who was exaggeratingly sticking out her belly, to the table to sit down.

After washing her hands and coming back, she sat at the table and started eating.

The two couldn't eat peacefully. After only two bites, Zhang Xia's phone call came. This time it wasn't for Wei Lan, but to instruct Wang Yan, the son. She explained various precautions, and in the end, she didn't forget to lecture Wang Yan, telling him to be attentive, and also said she would get some supplements and mail them over. Wang Yan hurriedly refused, not letting them go to the trouble, after all, they had everything and could buy everything.

Just after he finished chatting with Zhang Xia, Li Mei's phone call also came to Wei Lan. Zhang Xia was still there before, so she had to be careful when speaking. She just timed it, estimating that Wang Yan had finished chatting with Zhang Xia alone, and then called again. It was another good lecture for Wei Lan, and she also instructed Wang Yan on various matters. She was afraid that the young couple had no experience in having a child for the first time, and if there was any accident, there would be no place for regret.

Although Wang Yan was the doctor with the highest medical skills in the world, this was a secret that no one knew. Of course, even if someone knew, when facing the care of the elderly, he would still nod and say "hmm" and "ah," and the attitude had to be there.

After finally hanging up the phone, the two's dinner was also finished. Wei Lan didn't act coy and still ran to wash the plates and bowls. Afterward, she walked back and forth in the living room twice, felt heartache for a while looking at the cat and dog staying far away from her, then went to wash up, changed into pajamas, ran into the quilt, and started playing with her phone and tablet. First, she ordered tomorrow's meals from Chef Wang, and then started sharing the good news of her pregnancy with several good friends.

Wang Yan didn't pay attention to Wei Lan; he couldn't get a word in, so he stayed in the study, continuing his work.

The scale of the internet company expanded, and it was impossible not to make money. The business being done now was not very profitable. The opening advertisement fee of "Easy Translation" was just enough to pay for the server expenses, and by the way, pay Chen Yang's salary. What to eat today was just enough to pay Ma Zichen's salary.

The harassment phone software provided to those sales was no longer limited to the real estate industry, and there were also some other industries, such as those promoting credit cards, handling loans, and training, which gradually appeared. This was the accumulation of Wang Yan's hard work for more than half a year, and it had become famous in a small range. Now it could earn three or four hundred thousand a month. This aspect was connected by Ma Zichen, acting as half a salesperson.

And the intelligent outbound customer service that Chen Yang and Xu Haifeng had been doing had also expanded little by little. There was even an insurance company that connected to their service; this was the largest and most stable order. There were also other miscellaneous scattered customers, adding up to four or five hundred thousand a month.

But compared to the scale of one hundred or eighty people that would be added later, this revenue was really poor.

So after thinking about it, although there was still no great fame, he still planned to make a product to test the water first. Just make an intelligent speaker and see if it could be pushed out to open up the smart home market. And it could also take a step forward into other people's homes, laying the foundation for future mobile phones and other products.

It wasn't that he had to fight for the market with others, but his company was small, and no one paid attention to him for high-end business. He wanted to provide intelligent services related to the national economy and the people's livelihood, such as medical, financial, transportation, equipment manufacturing, logistics, etc., and he was convinced that the technology he controlled was the most advanced, but who paid attention to him?

It was still that sentence: now there were many leading companies in the market, their business scope was very wide, their brands were very hard, and their reputations were very loud. In comparison, no matter how good his technology was, it was useless. Over the past half year, it wasn't that he hadn't bid on some projects or produced plans, but there really was no share for him; there were no qualifications, let alone a resume, and no way to make people believe him; even if it was free, they wouldn't use them. That insurance company's business could be taken over, which was already quite good...

So if possible, he just wanted to grab a part of the market to subsidize the investment of the internet company.

Not to mention anything else, the programmers developing the game engine, according to his idea, of course, were all mature players with basically sufficient levels. For this level, the base salary for an individual was twenty thousand. Administrative staff were cheaper, but they were also from six thousand to over ten thousand. Calculating like this, the salary he had to pay every month was heading toward two million.

Although he had always planned to use "Great Strength Pills" to subsidize scientific research, that had to be scientific research, not like now, where with mature technology, the money earned couldn't even pay the salaries—that was really a bit lacking.

So what he was fiddling with now was the design blueprint of the intelligent speaker... ===== CHAPTER 553 =====