but.

Douban, and Qiaolan Network, a series of subsequent products.

Chen Yidan is a professional, and he will understand many mistakes.

Han Qiao is also afraid of him. The Internet, you copy me, I copy you, just like online articles, hide it and nonsense!

The guests and guests enjoyed the meal.

On the way back.

Qin Lan's face was not very good. In the rearview mirror, he glanced at Han Qiao. Finally, his eyebrows flicked and he was angry: "Han Qiao, are you angry?"

Han Qiaotou was drunk and confused. He was so angry that he was calm and calm: "Yes."

At this time, if you ask, "Why are you angry?"

Haha, a woman is unreasonable and if she really does this, she will be angry.

Han Qiao's face was calm.

Qin Lan was not calm and said anxiously: "If you don't do it, you can tell me that Qin Suo can't take my surname. He is your own son. Do you don't like him so much?"

"Son, your mother said I don't like you." Han Qiao looked at Qin Su, and the little kid was blowing a balloon. After a few months, he became very big, with thick arms and thick legs. Usually, Qin's mother loved her grandson a lot.

The dark eyes looked at dad and his hands were towards Han Qiao: "Ah, ah..."

Han Qiao hugged his son: "My son doesn't agree."

"Do you have it, you know in your heart." Qin Lan looked at his son, calmed down his anger, and said in a dull tone: "I haven't looked at him for several months, and I haven't looked good once I come back."

"He is your son and he doesn't owe you money. It's almost 8 months old and he can't even speak..."

As Qin Lan said, tears fell down her face. Her sister Lan gave birth to her and she called her "grandma" after 7 months.

My son Xiaoshu, for 8 months, still only knows "Aba, Aba..."

That's her son!

She still hopes that he will make a name for himself in the future and asks Han Qiao to take a good look. Qin Lan is no worse than other women at all.

sometimes.

A woman's desire for victory and loss is really terrifying. A few women cannot compete for victory and loss, and Qin Lan's hope is all over her son.

Han Qiaotou was drunk, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Falling in love and having a child are really two different states.

Hundred-meter oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, chicken, bits and pieces...

The car was silent for a moment.

Qin Lan felt wronged, tears fell, wiped the back of her hand, raised her head stubbornly, and said, "My son is a waste, and I will support him for the rest of my life."

Han Qiao laughed in his heart and was about to speak.

Qin Xue stretched her two thick little arms towards her mother, her face was anxious and her voice was vague: "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

The little kid couldn't pull out the complete words in his throat. He was so anxious that he beat his hands around, kicking his legs, and shouting: "Mama..."

Han Qiao was stunned.

The little brat spoke vaguely and could not hear clearly at all, but he called "Mom".

Qin Lan couldn't believe it. She got off the car and turned around regardless of everything, hugged her son, tears broke the thread, and cried and laughed: "Xiaoshu, Xiaoshu, you feel sorry for your mother, right?"

"Ah...Ma...Ma" The little brat didn't know why his mother cried, but he felt sorry for his mother. His two chubby little hands wiped tears: "Ah...Ah..."

“Ma…Ma…”

In the car, the lights were dim.

Han Qiao shook the glass down and wanted to smoke. He watched the mother and son hug tightly.

The mood was extremely complicated: "So, I really have children."

This moment.

His shoulders seemed heavy, shrugging, but nothing was left.

It's different after all.

……………………

Han Qiao's wife and children are in a mess.

Many times, women quickly adapt to their identity as "mother", because maternal love is rooted in women's nature.

However, men rarely adapt to their "father" status very quickly. In ancient times, they had sex at night, and the next day, they might have separated their arms and legs.

Don’t talk about “father”, just ask: “Be gentle”.

Chen Yidan was anxious and returned to the hotel, regardless of 10:30 pm.

Call Shenzhen Horse immediately.

Shenzhen Ma is the core of Tencent’s core, and there are 12 other five tiger generals.

There is a difference between closeness and alienation.

Chen Yidan is undoubtedly the humeral minister of Shenzhen Ma. He answered the phone and reported his work: "Brother Xiao Ma, I have talked with Han Qiao. He has no intention of selling Qianqian Jingting and Douban.com."

"The price has not been paid?" Shenzhen Ma typing on the keyboard, squirting: "Old Dan, how are others?"

Chen Yidan said cautiously: "According to my observation, he is a very ambitious and very thoughtful person."

"I was amazed by many of his product ideas and understanding of the future of the Internet."

Chen Yidan was quite moved.

Education is really not a criterion for measuring genius.

The keyboard sound stopped, and Shenzhen Ma pondered: "It seems that this romantic young man in the entertainment industry is really amazing and can give you such a high evaluation."

"Tell me, what does he think?"

Chen Yisan is very careful. If Han Qiao had no idea, he wouldn't call so late.

Chen Yidan reported: "According to my speculation, he wants to exchange equity with us."

"Qianqian Jingting and Douban.com are both very good assets. Last year, Qianqian Jingting's revenue exceeded 300 million, and Douban.com's daily active users were nearly one million."

"According to Han Qiao, in the future, he will also enter the video field, online games, social networking..."

"The most important thing is..." Chen Yidan took a deep breath: "He called the current computer era, the future, the mobile era. He said that the current pattern will eventually be reshuffled."

"PC end?" Shenzhen Ma Chenmo: "Mobile end refers to mobile phones. Currently, mobile 3G networks in foreign countries are indeed new opportunities."

"It's not just mobile phones." Chen Yidan's throat was dry and dull: "According to what he said, mobile terminals are not just mobile phones, but in the future."

"He was really big." Shenzhen Ma Chenyin: "However, with such insight, he has a huge popularity in the entertainment industry."

"Old Chen, come back tomorrow."

"The company is having a meeting, and I will go and meet him in person."

"Okay." Chen Yidan said: "I'm going to visit Qiaolan Network tomorrow and I'll be able to rush back to Shenzhen in the evening."

Hang up the phone.

Chen Yidan looked out the brightly lit Yanjing City outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

November.

It is winter in Yanjing, and it has not yet snowed, but the chill is getting heavier.

Shenzhen at this time.

It was the lukewarm season, and Chen Yidan wrapped his clothes tightly and couldn't help but think: "Can the penguins in Shenzhen really freeze to death in the winter of Yanjing?"

It's not his fault for thinking too much.

after all.

It's really scary to hang.

………………………………………

The next day.

Han Qiao was woken up early in the morning, and was confused. The little girl with pink and jade was lying beside her, with black gem-like eyes.

Her facial features perfectly inherit Han Qiao's advantages.

The eyebrows are delicate, the beautiful nose, and the eyes are like Qin Lan, and the little girl pulls the quilt and arches into the quilt, making her voice sound like a silly: "Dad, Dad..."

"Baji." Han Qiao likes his daughter very much, but he doesn't hate Qin Su.

It's son.

Standing upright, Qin's mother and Qin Lan were sobbing to the top of their hearts, for fear of being wronged by their son.

If he spoiled, Qin Su would be abolished.
To be continued...