"My name is Song Wei."
Song Wei smiled at the middle-aged man and told her identity frankly: "My father is Song Haitao. Uncle Sun Wenyuan asked me to come to the director of your factory."
"Sun...Sun Haitao?"
The three words "Song Haitao" seemed to have special meaning to the middle-aged man. After hearing her words, he staggered hard and knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Uncle, are you okay?"
Song Wei was startled by him and rushed forward to help him.
"What did you just say your father's name was?"
The middle-aged man held her tightly, with tears in his eyes.
Song Wei was startled, and a conjecture suddenly appeared in her mind.
"My father's name is Song Haitao. Uncle, why are you so excited? You are not Hou Xingye himself, are you?"
"Yes, I am the Hou Xingye you are looking for."
Middle-aged man, oh, no, Hou Xingye burst into tears.
"Baby, when did you come to the city? Did you come all the way to see my uncle because you were bullied? Tell me who provoked you, and my uncle is going to help you get revenge now."
"No, no, no, no, I'm not being bullied."
Song Wei held him back, somewhat dumbfounded.
"Uncle Hou, I came to you because I have a business to discuss with you. Is it convenient for you now? If it is convenient for you, we can find a place to have a good chat."
"It's convenient. It's convenient for you to come to me anytime."
Hou Xingye nodded, pulled her and Jin Hengchuan up and walked towards Hou's Machinery Factory.
"Uh...by the way...who is this?"
When he arrived at his office, he remembered that he didn't know the relationship between Jin Hengchuan and Song Wei.
"Uncle Hou, he is my husband Jin Hengchuan, and he is also a very excellent mechanical designer."
Song Wei hugged Jin Hengchuan's arm and her words were full of sweetness and pride. Anyone who was not blind could see that she liked Jin Hengchuan very much.
"Yeah?"
Hou Xingye followed her line of sight and moved his gaze to Jin Hengchuan: "Boy, do you want to come to work in my factory?"
"No, no, no, Uncle Hou, you misunderstood. My husband and I came to you, not to apply for jobs."
Song Wei held her forehead and smiled bitterly: "We came to you to discuss cooperation with you."
"Talk about cooperation?"
Hou Xingye became interested and sat down behind his desk with raised eyebrows: "Come, sit down and talk."
"good."
Song Wei responded and took Jin Hengchuan to sit opposite him while telling him what happened during this period and the specific demands of the couple who came to him.
"For the sake of Weiwei, make a clear relationship with your uncle. Boy, you are a man."
I heard that they had been cooperating with Wanmin Machinery for some time before coming to him, and the reason why they abandoned Wanmin Machinery and turned to him for cooperation was because Qin Wanmin was deceived by idle people and felt sorry for Song Wei and Hou When Xingye looked at Jin Hengchuan again, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"Uncle Hou, you are serious. Protecting your wife is something a normal person would do."
Jin Hengchuan waved his hand towards him in a nonchalant manner, and took out the design drawing of the security door he drew: "Okay, let's talk about business first! Uncle Hou, take a look, can you make this thing?" ?”
"Is this...the door?"
Hou Xingye picked up the design drawing and studied it for a while, and unconsciously showed a surprised expression: "Hengchuan, aren't you a home appliance designer? How can you design doors?"
"To a certain extent, these security doors and rice cookers are both machines. Weiwei asked me to design them, so I tried to draw them. What's wrong? Is there anything unreasonable in this design?"
Jin Hengchuan sat upright, looking a little nervous.
"No, according to my experience, this design is perfect."
Hou Xingye shook his head and chuckled: "However, it is a bit difficult to make a security door! I need to have a meeting with my senior technicians to answer your question whether my factory can make this thing."
"Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Hou."
After hearing this, Song Wei and Jin Hengchuan stood up straight.
"We are going back first. After you finish the meeting with your technicians, go to Baichuan Electric to find us. We will treat you to dinner then."
"It's done."
Hou Xingye got up with them and took them all the way to the door of Hou's Machinery.
"Oh, right!"
Before parting, he suddenly thought of something.
"Weiwei, you two have come to me, so don't look for other partners. Throughout the province, our Hou's Machinery Factory is one of the top manufacturers. If I can't make something, other factories can't make it either." .”
"Uncle Hou, if you don't tell me, I won't go find anyone else."
Song Wei raised her lips, wanting to tell him that he was her only choice, but before she could finish her words, she felt something rumbling in her stomach.
Then she held her stomach and squatted down.
"Ugh, vomit, vomit!"
"Weiwei, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing this scene, the two grown men, Jin Hengchuan and Hou Xingye, were extremely anxious. They sent Song Wei to the hospital as quickly as possible.
"Let me tell you what's good about you?"
Two hours later, in the outpatient clinic of the Central Hospital, the doctor took Song Wei's blood test report and rolled his eyes at Jin Hengchuan and Hou Xingye who were sweating profusely.
"Let's call you two careless. The patient is just a little uncomfortable, so you are in a hurry. Call us careful. The patient is two months pregnant and you don't even know."
Pregnant...pregnant? !
Hou Xingye and Jin Hengchuan took a deep breath, shaking like Pattinson.
"Doctor, are you sure? The patient is really pregnant?"
After a long time, Hou Xingye regained his senses first. He kept swallowing saliva and his voice was hoarse: "And it's been two months?"
"Of course I'm sure."
The doctor nodded firmly: "The blood test report is in front of me. How can this be wrong?"
"Okay, great! The Song family has an heir, and Brother Haitao has a heir!"
After getting the answer he wanted, Hou Xingye shouted twice excitedly and slapped the still dazed Jin Hengchuan on the head.
"What are you still doing? Go find your wife."
"Oh well."
After being scolded by him, Jin Hengchuan finally came to his senses.
The two of them ran to the ward and told Song Wei, who was hanging on water, that she was pregnant.
"I have a child?"
Although Song Wei had made up her mind to give birth to Jin Hengchuan's child, when she heard that her stomach was moving, she still bit her lower lip and showed a tangled expression.
"Weiwei, you..."
Seeing the shock and joy on her face, Jin Hengchuan's heart thumped, and the joy of becoming a father quickly dissipated.
"Don't you want this child?"
After a long time, he adjusted his mood and carefully placed his hand on Song Wei's belly.
