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Chapter 463: My Name Is Not Huang Zedie

Since her second daughter-in-law rarely visited, Zeng Lijuan changed her usual style and generously bought a lot of things for her second daughter-in-law and grandson Maowa, especially for Maowa, whom Zeng Lijuan bought many toys and clothes for.

On the way home, Zeng Lijuan specifically said to Fan Yingrong, "Tomorrow I'll have Master Xu come over to take your measurements and make some clothes for you. You'll look great in a cheongsam with your figure."

Fan Yingrong nodded happily in agreement. She had long heard that Shanghai people were famous throughout the country for making cheongsams, and she had originally planned to make one herself. She didn't expect her mother-in-law to have arranged everything.

Although she had only been here for two days, Fan Yingrong had already fallen in love with the place. She lived in a garden villa, traveled in and out in a car worth millions, and hardly had to pay for anything herself when shopping. She could buy whatever she wanted. Fan Yingrong didn't want to go back.

My hometown, that small county town, is nothing compared to this place. No, I need to find an opportunity to talk to Erhe and see if he can find a way to transfer to Shanghai. If he can, Maowa and I can legitimately come to Shanghai too, and we won't have to worry about not having a house. My in-laws' house is so big, it would be more lively with a few more people.

Erhe Zhenglian has been in the company for several years. Originally, he was thinking of applying for demobilization after being transferred to a deputy battalion. We will urge him to apply for demobilization directly if he can be transferred to Shanghai. We will not care about being a deputy battalion commander or not.

Upon thinking about this, Fan Yingrong immediately felt that it was a good idea.

When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law arrived home with their baby and lots of bags, Huang Erhe was already in the yard, his hands in his pockets, watching the koi in the pond.

The family's nannies helped Zeng Lijuan and Fan Yingrong carry the things they bought into the house, and Huang Erhe also helped carry in a few of the heaviest-looking items.

After lunch, Zeng Lijuan took Maowa to take a nap. The couple returned to their room, and Fan Yingrong told Huang Erhe about what had happened that morning.

"Erhe, do you know how big your brother's business is?"

Last night, when the two brothers were drinking, Huang Erhe asked Huang Xiaochuan and knew a little bit, but he still didn't know much about the specifics, so he could only shake his head in response to Fan Yingrong's words.

"I don't know! I've heard it's alright!"

Fan Yingrong put on a proud look and said to Huang Erhe, "Your brother has opened dozens of Times Super Shopping Centers! Look at this, these are all the Times Super Shopping Center stores printed at the back, my goodness! They've even opened stores in Zhejiang Province and southern Jiangsu. This business is huge."

Fan Yingrong showed Huang Erhe a color-printed brochure from the store, which the cashier had placed in his shopping bag when he checked out. The brochure mainly listed the items for the next promotional event.

Although Huang Erhe was very surprised, he said it with disbelief.

"Really?"

Seeing that Huang Erhe didn't believe her, Fan Yingrong brought up her mother-in-law, Zeng Lijuan: "This isn't what I said, it's what your mother told me herself. If you don't believe me, go ask your mother!"

Since it was his mother who said it, it must be true. Even so, Huang Erhe was only slightly shocked.

"My brother's business is huge, why are you getting so worked up? It has nothing to do with us."

Fan Yingrong disagreed with Huang Erhe's words: "What do you mean it doesn't matter? You are his own second brother. If he lets you have a little bit of food between his fingers, it will be enough for our family to have no worries about food and drink. In the future, if he, as our uncle, just pulls on our little one, it will be enough for our little one to have endless food and drink."

Fan Yingrong then remembered the envelope Huang Xiaochuan had given her yesterday, and she quickly found it and took out its contents.

"Erhe, how much is Shenzhen Development Bank stock now?"

Huang Erhe lay on his back on the bed with his hands behind his head, trying to process the information he had received from his wife. He casually replied, "How would I know? I don't understand stocks."

Fan Yingrong rolled her eyes and gave Huang Erhe a shove: "Get up quickly and go downstairs to get the newspaper."

Because Lao Huang had a habit of reading newspapers, new newspapers were delivered to him every day, which Fan Yingrong happened to see.

Fall in love with reading, starting with Cola Novels.

Seeing that Fan Yingrong was urging him urgently, Huang Erhe reluctantly went downstairs and brought up today's new newspapers.

"Here you go! I've never seen you read the newspaper this much before." Huang Erhe handed a stack of newspapers to Fan Yingrong.

Fan Yingrong ignored Huang Erhe and spread the newspaper on the bed, flipping through it page by page.

At that time, there were not many stocks listed on the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock exchanges. Moreover, Shanghai was the birthplace of Huaxia Securities, so Shanghai newspapers would have securities columns. Soon, Fan Yingrong found Shenzhen Development Bank.

"Hiss, 208 for 10,000 shares?"

Fan Yingrong suddenly hugged Huang Erhe's neck and shook him violently, her expression unusually excited: "Two hundred thousand? Erhe! That piece of paper is actually worth two hundred thousand?"

Huang Erhe was no longer calm. He grabbed the newspaper and started reading. Sure enough!

Fan Yingrong hugged Huang Erhe's neck and said coquettishly, "Erhe, think of a way to transfer to Shanghai, so that Maowa and I can come to Shanghai with you."

Huang Erhe brushed Fan Yingrong's hand away: "Do you think this is child's play? You think you can just do whatever you want? Military transfers are either to your place of household registration before enlistment or your wife's place of household registration, or you can be resettled locally. Haven't you heard of an officer like me, who served in Shanxi Province, coming to Shanghai for resettlement?"

Fan Yingrong asked Huang Erhe with dissatisfaction, "Then how come your sister-in-law is in Shanghai? I asked her yesterday, and she was transferred here for a job. It must have been your brother who helped her. Why don't you ask your brother to help you too?"

Huang Erhe truly hadn't expected this question: "My sister-in-law has been transferred to Shanghai? Really?"

"Your sister-in-law said it herself, it was through your brother's connections. Your brother is really capable. If you're too embarrassed to ask, I'll talk to your mother and have her talk to your brother. He'll definitely listen to your mother. Look at this big house, only your parents live there. It shows that your brother is filial to your parents."

After hearing what Fan Yingrong said, Huang Erhe was also somewhat tempted. It was obvious that big cities were better than small county towns, and even Qingjiang couldn't compare to Shanghai.

Furthermore, the whole family is here, and the younger brother is so capable. As the saying goes, those who are near the water get the moon first; only by being close can one benefit from it. If they had stayed in that small county in Shanxi Province, they certainly wouldn't have gotten many advantages.

However, Huang Erhe was still unsure whether Fan Yingrong's idea was feasible: "Will this work?"

When Fan Yingrong saw that Huang Erhe had relented, she immediately perked up. The key to this matter lay with Huang Erhe and Maowa. Judging from how her in-laws treated her family, she thought her request would be granted.

Fan Yingrong became more and more excited as she thought about it, as if the matter was basically settled.

She looked at the comfortable and luxurious room, thinking that as long as her in-laws agreed, she could live here forever.

In another room on the same floor, Zeng Lijuan was coaxing Maowa to take a nap, while Lao Huang was maintaining his cigar accessories.

Children are full of energy, and it's very difficult to get them to sleep unless they reach the point of exhaustion.

At this moment, Maowa refused to sleep and started playing hide-and-seek with his grandmother, whom he was already familiar with.

Looking at the mischievous and adorable little boy who looked just like Huang Erhe when he was a child, Zeng Lijuan felt a surge of maternal love.

"Old Huang, look at Maowa, he looks exactly like Erhe when he was a kid."

Old Huang wiped his cigar cutter, glanced at his grandson, and nodded with a smile: "He does look quite like him."

Then Old Huang said to the mischievous little boy, "Huang Zedie, it's time for you to go to sleep. Be good, and when you wake up, Grandpa will take you out to play."

The little boy acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued playing by himself.

Old Huang felt it was time to assert his grandfatherly authority, so he walked up to Maowa.

"Huang Zedie, why aren't you responding to Grandpa talking to you?"

Maowa looked up at Lao Huang, then corrected Lao Huang's mistake in a childish voice.

"My name is not Huang Zedie."