Chapter 1063 Descendants
Song Yangming nodded to show that he understood, and then asked about Song Yuanchao's current specific situation as a police officer. He did not hide anything from his son Song Yuanchao and told him everything in detail.
Song Yangming was no stranger to Si Te. After returning from abroad, he first worked in a consulting company in Pengcheng, and then was assigned by Song Yuanchao to Si Te Shanghai Branch to be responsible for the specific work of the branch and the headquarters . The general manager at that time was Zheng Guoyuan. Later, in order to train Song Yangming, Song Yuanchao asked him to analyze and judge Shenghua's real estate projects, and at the same time transferred him from Si Te Branch to Shenghua as his assistant.
Of course, this assistant is slightly different from the real assistant to the general manager. It is more of a title to facilitate Song Yangming's work.
But now it’s different. Song Yangming went to the headquarters of Sit and served as Sun Yaoliang’s assistant. This had to be formally appointed by the company. That is to say, Song Yangming would truly step to the forefront of the management this time and start to directly manage the company as Song Yuanchao’s successor.
"Any other questions?" Song Yuanchao asked after he and Song Yangming talked carefully for more than half an hour.
Song Yangming shook his head: "I also understand the general situation, and I have written down what you said to me now. However, some situations can only be roughly understood by listening. It will take some time to actually understand them after arriving at the site."
Song Yuanchao lit a cigarette and asked Song Yangming: "How long do you think it will take?"
"This..." Song Yangming thought for a moment and said, "It's really hard to say. It will take at least a month, or even longer. And now Si Te's situation is a bit complicated, so it may take longer. But don't worry, I know what I should do."
Song Yuanchao nodded slightly. Song Yangming's answer still satisfied him. At least his son did not boast. To run a business, one needs to be down-to-earth, especially for a big company like Sit? Song Yangming is the assistant to the general manager. This position is very important and the level is not low. Song Yuanchao expects him to make achievements in this position.
Song Yuanchao took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to Song Yangming, telling him that this was the residence arranged for him in Jinling.
This residence is not far from where Song Yuanchao lives. It is a Hui-style courtyard that Song Yuanchao bought some years ago. It has been renovated and is equipped with all kinds of household appliances. The environment is very good and the area is not small.
If it were in the past, Song Yuanchao would let Song Yangming live with him, but now that the child has started a family, Song Yuanchao naturally has to consider Song Yangming's own family arrangements, so Song Yuanchao prepared this house specially for him.
"Thank you, Dad." Song Yangming took the key and put it in his pocket.
"How did you discuss it with Wenhui? Did she go with you? Or...?"
"We were originally planning to go together, but now something has gone wrong."
"Situation? What's going on? Did you have a fight?" Song Yuanchao asked with a frown.
"How could that be?" Song Yangming laughed and said to Song Yuanchao in high spirits, "It's because Wenhui is not convenient to go to Nanjing with me now. There is something I haven't had time to tell you. Wenhui just got pregnant."
"Yes? Really?" Song Yuanchao was stunned, then he was extremely happy: "When did you get it?"
"Look at what you said. Wenhui and I have only been married for a few months. Of course, she just got pregnant. I took her to the hospital for a checkup this morning, and the doctor said she was only one and a half months pregnant."
One and a half months? Song Yuanchao calculated the time. Song Yangming and Qin Wenhui had been married for less than three months. So they were pregnant during their honeymoon in Europe. But no matter what, this was great news. He was going to be a grandfather?
For a moment, Song Yuanchao was a little dazed. He was alone in his previous life, but now he has many children and grandchildren. No matter how successful Song Yuanchao's career is, it is not as good as such good news.
"Good, good, good!" Song Yuanchao said three good words in a row, his face full of joy. His son is really good, giving him such a big surprise in such a short time. By the way, since Qin Wenhui is already pregnant, it is definitely not suitable for her to follow Song Yangming to Jinling.
"Let Wenhui move in with us. It's more convenient at home, and your mother can take care of her from time to time."
"Haha, that's what I meant. It's very convenient to travel between Nanjing and Shanghai now, and communication is not as troublesome as before. I will take time out every week to go back to Shanghai. Wenhui means the same thing." Song Yangming said happily.
Hearing his son's arrangement, Song Yuanchao agreed, and suddenly thought of his own situation back then.
Back then, I was working in Jinling, and Lin Yan was pregnant with Song Yangming in Yanjing. Didn't I often go back and forth? Later, Lin Yan moved from Yanjing to Shanghai, and Song Yuanchao would often take the night train back to Shanghai to visit Lin Yan on weekends. Time flies so fast, and more than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye. The past is still vivid in my mind, and now I have become Song Yangming.
Thinking of this, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but feel deeply moved. Life is an experience and also a kind of inheritance.
Knowing that Qin Wenhui was pregnant, how could Song Yuanchao sit still? Besides, he and Song Yangming had said everything they wanted to say. As for the rest, he and Sun Yaoliang would guide Song Yangming hand in hand after he went to Jinling, so other things were not urgent.
After finishing the conversation, Song Yuanchao took Song Yangming out of the study and returned to the living room. When he arrived at the living room, he saw Lin Yan holding Qin Wenhui's hand and sitting on the sofa, talking about something. At the same time, Lin Yan's happy eyes were fixed on Qin Wenhui's still flat belly. It seemed that she also knew about this.
Qin Wenhui was pregnant, which was a great thing for the Song family. Song Yuanchao called his relatives and friends to share the good news. He received countless sincere congratulations on the phone, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.
Song Yuanchao had been in a bad mood before because of Si Te, but now Qin Wenhui's pregnancy made Song Yuanchao forget all his worries instantly, and the smile on his face never stopped since he heard the news.
When Song Zijun and Qin Wenchang came back and learned the news, the house became even more lively. Especially when Song Zijun learned that she was going to be an aunt, the girl was even more excited, chattering non-stop, and even took the initiative to name the child.
As soon as this thought came out, Lin Yan slapped her hard on the butt and glared at her. How could she be the one to name someone? After all, such an important matter as naming is decided by the elders. At the very least, it is her eldest brother and his wife who should discuss it themselves. How could it be possible for an aunt to name someone? This is simply nonsense.
Covering her butt, Song Zijun was very dissatisfied and said with her neck stiff Why can you do it but she can't? What kind of feudal thinking is this? What era is it still important to do this? She has finally been promoted to an aunt, so is it not possible to make such a small request?"
Just as she was about to continue to argue with Lin Yan, Qin Wenchang quietly pulled her, and Song Zijun glared at him back, meaning that it was fine if her mother didn't allow it, but why did you get involved? It was obvious that Qin Wenchang kept winking at her, and Song Zijun only then noticed that Song Yuanchao was looking at her with an unhappy expression. Song Zijun had never been afraid of anything since she was a child, except for Song Yuanchao. With a strong desire to survive, she laughed awkwardly, and then ran to Qin Wenhui and chatted with her about other things as if what happened just now had never happened.
It's late at night.
Song Yangming and Qin Wenhui went back after dinner. Qin Wenhui had just gotten pregnant and needed to be more careful about the fetus three months ago. Qin Wenhui also needed to have a good rest. Besides, Song Yangming was about to leave for Jinling. He had to accompany Qin Wenhui for the next few days. In addition, he needed to make some preparations before leaving. Considering these, Song Yuanchao did not keep them.
He went back to the study to handle some official business and answered a few phone calls. It was already past 10:30 p.m. when he finished. Looking at the time, Song Yuanchao got up and went upstairs. He went into the bedroom, took a shower, changed into pajamas, and felt much more comfortable.
"Yuanchao, come and take a look at these names. Which one is better?" Lin Yan, who was sitting on the bed, called him. Song Yuanchao walked closer to Lin Yan and handed him a piece of paper. There were many names densely written on it. There was also a thick dictionary on the bedside table. Song Yuanchao understood what Lin Yan was doing at a glance.
"It's too early. We don't even know whether it's a boy or a girl. There's no need to decide so early, right? Besides, the name still needs to be decided by Yangming and Wenhui." Song Yuanchao said happily.
"How could I not know this?" Lin Yan rolled her eyes at him. "Isn't this what I am preparing for the children? Don't forget that my parents were like this too. They are young people and busy with work, so they don't have that much time to think about these things. I will prepare them first and give them a reference when the time comes. If they think it is suitable, they can just pick it out and use it."
"Yes, yes, you are right. I wouldn't have remembered it if you hadn't said it." Song Yuanchao slapped his forehead and apologized quickly. He could not argue with Lin Yan about this kind of thing. He could only go along with it. The more he argued, the more trouble he would get into. Song Yuanchao didn't want to sleep on the sofa instead of sleeping in his bed today. They have been an old couple for so many years, and Song Yuanchao has already mastered this survival instinct.
"That's better. Come and help me see which name is better?" Lin Yan smiled proudly and called Song Yuanchao to help her with some advice.
Song Yuanchao took the paper and immediately began to read it seriously. Not to mention that Lin Yan was more concerned about these things than when she was pregnant with Song Yangming. There were at least more than 30 names written on the paper, boys on the left and girls on the right. She was quite thoughtful.
Song Yuanchao looked at it carefully and discussed it with Lin Yan. His attitude was even more serious than that of his work. The two sat on the bed and discussed for a long time. Lin Yan thought about it and crossed out a few names that were not very good, and added a few names that she thought were good according to Song Yuanchao's ideas.
