"Didn't you ask Halls to help you lobby the retired senior officers of the British Army to come as consultants? I support your idea."
Li Heng raised his hand and patted Mazi's arm twice: "I'll show you the way again. Don't keep your eyes on the three-thirds of an acre of land in England. Look at the things coming out of the polygonal building over there in Beautiful Country."
You can also ask Smith to contact the top military officials.
We can also expand the business of the security company there, recruit people who have retired from the army locally, and then find a way to take over some foreign defense work from the Polygon Building, and..."
As he told the story, Mazi's eyes became brighter and brighter.
As the vice president of the group, he never interfered in the business aspect. Ever since he learned that he could receive external defense tasks from certain countries, he had been bent on making the security company bigger and stronger. His main focus was the thinking of a warmonger.
As long as he doesn't go to the battlefield in person again and does whatever he likes, Li Heng doesn't care about him, not to mention Tiantian, who is almost obedient to him, never interferes in the work, and doesn't talk too much.
"Hey, I'll contact Smith later."
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Sunday, January 29, 1967, 7:52 am
The 19th day of the twelfth lunar month in the Year of the Horse, Bingwu
Fang Xiaoya gave birth to a baby boy naturally at her home hospital, weighing six pounds and eighty taels and measuring 62 centimeters in length.
It is no exaggeration to say that this baby who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth attracted much attention. The reporters didn't know where the news came from, and they had been staying at the entrance of the hospital since last night and refused to leave.
This is the advantage of my own hospital. The building where Fang Xiaoya gave birth was tightly sealed by security, let alone strangers. In addition to the midwifery doctors and nurses arranged in advance, the hospital also has a spare surgical department.
Doctor, no one else can even step in.
However, this was a happy event after all. Li Heng had already arranged for the personnel to wait for the child to be born safely, and immediately reported the situation to the reporters waiting outside, so that they would not have to write anything at all.
At this moment, he looked at his wife who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and tears of distress almost fell down.
"Brother, have you seen the child?"
After the baby was born, Xiaoya only heard his cry, but she didn't even see what it looked like. Now that she saw her husband was the only one next to her, she asked in a hoarse voice.
Li Heng sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding his wife's right hand in both hands and gently stroking his face.
"No, my parents went with me to check up on her health."
He really didn't even look at the baby. When the nurse came out of the delivery room with the baby in his arms, he was not in the mood to watch at all and rushed straight into the delivery room.
Hearing this, Fang Xiaoya, who was still a little weak, immediately rolled her eyes at her man.
The child was quickly picked up, wrapped in a small quilt, and slept soundly.
But after taking a look at it, Fang Xiaoya, who was thinking about it, curled her lips and pushed the child away, and kept talking about how ugly she looked.
Disliked by his own mother, Li Heng had already foreseen the miserable life his children might face in the future.
Newborns are not very good-looking at all, and their skin is wrinkled. If you can tell who looks like and who doesn't look like someone right after they are born, you can only admire their good eyesight.
Seeing her daughter's appearance, Fang's mother was so angry that she touched her leg.
"You damn girl, how can a mother despise her own child? Here, hug her."
Fang Xiaoya is familiar with holding a child. Not to mention the child Tiantian gave birth to before, she started learning to hold Fang Xiaoqing when she was only five years old.
"Mom, please teach me how to hold a baby."
Li Heng was a serious person who didn't know how to hold a baby. Looking at such a small ball, he was always worried that he would accidentally damage the baby somewhere.
If he didn't feel too strongly when his child was held in someone else's arms, from the moment he picked up this child that belonged to him under the guidance of his mother-in-law, his heart seemed to tremble violently.
He looked down at the baby who was sleeping soundly, and a feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously.
Li Heng, who was already forty years old, had his own child for the first time in his life. He raised his head to look at his mother-in-law in disbelief, and then turned to look at his wife on the hospital bed.
"Daughter-in-law, is this my son?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly wanted to explain. Fang Xiaoya, who had been helped to sit up, burst into laughter.
"If I hugged you correctly just now, this should be your son. How about it, brother? What do you think?"
She could understand her husband's incoherence due to excitement.
"Old Fang, look at what these two kids are talking about." Fang's mother was so angry that she didn't know what to say.
One is talking nonsense and the other is cooperating. It is true that one family does not want to enter the same house.
Father Fang stood aside and watched happily without interrupting. He now has a grandson and a grandson. His daughter-in-law is pregnant with another child. The doctor said that she is a daughter. Her life will be complete at once. How can she care about a daughter?
The son-in-law and son-in-law were joking.
"What do you think?" Li Henghan smiled and looked down at his son in his arms, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I'm very confused right now."
Just as he was talking, the baby wrapped in the quilt moved a little, and then he grinned and started crying. This time, he was frightened, thinking that he had accidentally hurt the baby, and he was trembling.
I don't even know what to say.
"Come on, come on, the child must be hungry, Lao Fang, you go out first."
The only men in the ward were Li Heng and Fang's father, who were immediately kicked out by Fang's mother.
There is actually a wet nurse at home, but Fang Xiaoya still wants to see if she has milk. She wants to experience the feeling of feeding her child in person.
There were many people in the corridor, including Mazi and the others. When they saw Li Heng coming out, they all came over to send their blessings.
"Brother, I received a telegram from Hu Zi this morning."
When he heard what Mazi muttered in his ear, Li Heng was stunned for a moment. How many months had it been? He had lost contact with Beibian for almost a year after he stopped donating goods.
Now that Meng Buding heard that Zhao Xiaohu's telegram had arrived, he was still a little uncomfortable with it.
After greeting everyone, he took Mazi and walked a few steps aside. When the others saw this, they knew that the two had something to say, so they did not follow him.
"What did the telegram say?"
"There is no specific content. It just says that the leader has sent someone who will come over in the near future."
It seems that even if the code word is used in the telegram, it is inconvenient to say it, otherwise the old leader would not send someone specially.
Li Heng estimated that the reason why we were disconnected for so long this time was probably related to what happened in the north in the past two years. He just didn't know what the old leader wanted to say this time.