"Well, I know the weight!" Zhao Yazhi replied, very happy with her husband's trust in her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I have asked people to purchase a batch of enough disaster relief materials, if the typhoon really comes, they will take the initiative to contact you, and then you buy it at a high price, go all out, use all your strength to disaster relief, and the high-rise buildings in the ATV Garden Community will also be handed over to you!" Lin Jianqi advised.

"Why buy at a high price?" Zhao Yazhi asked inexplicably.

"The materials are at a high price in a critical time, if you buy disaster relief materials cheaply to go to disaster relief, then in the eyes of people with a heart, your goodwill will be discounted, but it will be thankless, thinking that you fool the victims with cheap things, and also want to buy people's hearts, this is the inferior nature of people!

And you spent nearly 100 million yuan to buy emergency supplies for disaster relief, but they think that you are merciful, even if you find something bad, they will only blame those profiteers who sell high prices, and they will be more grateful to you!" Lin Jianqi patiently explained with squinted eyes.

"Actually, it's you, right?" Zhao Yazhi slapped Lin Jianqi and asked.

"The capital turnover is not good, we don't have so much spare money, and time is tight, so we have to smuggle a batch of cheap goods in China, the quality is definitely not as good as that of foreign manufacturers, but it is very durable, I have personally checked it!" Lin Jianqi hurriedly explained.

"My husband, I know, although you are cunning, you rarely do things with a bad conscience, especially when it comes to disaster relief, I believe you!" Zhao Yazhi said with a straight face.

"Well, there is also the matter of insurance through Weng Jingjing to buy a large amount of tsunami insurance, personnel and industry, in case of losses can be minimized. Lin Jianqi groaned.

"Weng Jingjing, how can you buy insurance through her?" Zhao Yazhi said in amazement.

She didn't like filming, so she changed her career to become an insurance broker. Lin Jianqi pouted

"It's a pity, I still want to poach Jingjing to ATV. Zhao Yazhi didn't ask Lin Jianqi why he knew that there was a typhoon hitting Hong Kong, and he bought tsunami insurance and looked for Weng Jingjing, but he just sent Weng Jingjing dividends if the fertilizer water did not flow into the fields of outsiders, and she had also heard that some insurance companies had shares.

"By the way, ATV's uninterruptible power supply should check the battery!" Lin Jianqi reminded again.

"Okay, what else?" asked Zhao Yazhi.

"To start broadcasting "Guanyin" on time on the evening of August 22, one episode per night, in order to deal with the typhoon to be more stable, I have contacted New York, and in the future, I will take the TV series "Guanyin" to the United States to win awards!" Lin Jianqi muttered.

"Husband, are you so worried and not tired?Why don't I accompany you to retreat, let's buy a piece of blessed land with beautiful mountains and rivers......" Zhao Yazhi asked as she stroked Lin Jianqi's face.

Zhao Yazhi knew that Lin Jianqi arranged all this to pave the way for himself, and while she was moved, she felt a little sorry for Lin Jianqi in her heart, and mentioned the matter of returning to seclusion.

"Ah Zhi, you are my wife, I will hold you up to the altar in my lifetime, and there are no legendary women, how many women can be remembered through the ages?" Lin Jianqi closed his eyes and said. He didn't say anything later, 'Not only you, as long as you love my Lin Jianqi woman, I will let her love me all my life." ’

"Husband, what should I give you in return?" Zhao Yazhi said inexplicably grateful.

"Yes!" Lin Jianqi's eyes lit up.

"What?" Zhao Yazhi wondered.

"Look here, I like the way you wear costumes the most!" Lin Jianqi pulled the table lamp, got up and opened the cabinet, which was full of Zhao Yazhi's former women's costumes.

"You hate it!" Zhao Yazhi was stunned, grabbed the soft pillow and threw it over.

"I guess you don't like it, I've been leaving this for a long time, hey, don't agree!" Lin Jianqi grabbed the soft pillow and said to himself.

"You like me wearing costumes so much?" After listening to Lin Jianqi's explanation, he knew that he didn't have the intention to calculate himself, so Zhao Yazhi glanced at him coquettishly and asked.

"You look so beautiful in costume!" Lin Jianqi looked at Zhao Yazhi expectantly. Ancient costumes are Zhao Yazhi's strength, her fashion is not amazing, but the ancient costumes are amazing, and the Minqing costumes are also good.

"......" Zhao Yazhi's eyes were filled with tears, and scenes from the past appeared in front of her again, as if they happened yesterday.

Zhao Yazhi got up and picked in the closet, took out a yellow costume that she played Feng Chengcheng in "Shanghai Tang", looked at Lin Jianqi, saw that he couldn't help nodding, and took the beads and flowers together with the costume, and went to the inner room next to it.

It didn't take much effort, Zhao Yazhi, who was dressed in an ancient costume and red gauze costume, walked out, Lin Jianqi watched the other party approach, and laughed stupidly, before Zhao Yazhi threw out a few lines in the play, Lin Jianqi had already hugged her and couldn't wait to kiss her lips.

On July 28, 1984, Ge Weiru gave birth to a son safely at the Massachusetts General Hospital in the United States, Lin Jianqi named Lin Xiaomen, and Zhou Comin's eye surgery was also very successful.

"Husband, look at the newspaper they sent, there is a typhoon in Hong Kong, and we can't go back!" Ge Weiru pushed the door in with the newspaper, and Lin Jianqi was changing diapers for his third son, Lin Xiaomen.

"It's not stable to be a mother, and I'll run around before the confinement ends!" Lin Jianqi frowned.

"Husband, I've been bored for twenty-seven days, and I've been forced by you to drink those tasteless tonics without salt all day long, and everyone is fat!" Ge Weiru pouted coquettishly.

"Aru, let you do this for your own good, if you get sick in the confinement, you will stay rooted, you will have a good future in the future, what will Xiaomen and I do in the future?" Lin Jianqi said with a calm face.

"Okay, okay, just listen to you and don't go out, this is the newspaper, you take a look, it says there is a typhoon!" Ge Weiru stuck out his tongue and handed the newspaper to Lin Jianqi.

"What is Amin doing?" Lin Jianqi frowned after reading the newspaper.

"Draw outside!" replied Ge Weiru.

"Hey, let her take care of her eyes, I'll go to her, you take your son back to bed and lie down! There is no one who makes me worry......" Lin Jianqi walked out helplessly.

"Okay, you guys should come back quickly!" Ge Weiru pouted.

Founded in 1812 and located in Boston, Massachusetts, Massachusetts, Massachusetts General Hospital (MGH) is one of the three oldest hospitals in the United States, as well as the oldest and largest hospital in New England and the earliest and largest teaching hospital at Harvard Medical School.

Zhou Zhou was depicting buildings in the distance on a drawing board held up by the grassland, and Lin Jianqi wrapped around her slender waist from behind.

"Don't make a fuss, it's almost finished!" Zhou Comemin said without looking back, with her keen sense of smell, she had already known Lin Jianqi's approach.

"Why are you disobedient, wife, the doctor wants you to cultivate your eyes!" Lin Jianqi reveled in Zhou Comin's body fragrance and said softly.

"How boring, I know my own eyes!" Zhou Comin glanced at the buildings in the distance and continued to paint, and replied without looking back. (To be continued.) )