Chapter 200 Leave the mother and leave the son
Xie Jingxing successively dealt with the investment layout and the secret fund, and briefly checked the overall operation of the family office. He took a private plane to the United States that night.

A fortune of US$66 billion is basically consistent with the rough estimate. In order to please others, Chen Ruilin carefully made up a lucky number in the asset valuation.

For this reason, it is unknown how much hair several professional financial accountants lost last night, but Xie Jingxing slept until he woke up naturally, washed and dressed comfortably, and used hair wax to carefully style his hair into a ten-digit hairstyle.

I even wore perfume, Eau de Napoleon, which has a top note of pineapple fruit, a middle note like burning wood, and a light base of musk and ambergris.

Estimating the lasting fragrance time, it enters the middle note just after landing.

Xie Jing Xing smiled in front of the mirror with satisfaction, picked up the gift box he had prepared in advance, and rehearsed how to give it in the most handsome way.

In fact, he had a lot of things to do during his visit to the United States. He had already decided to launch fundraising for Grapefruit American Capital's 'Phase II $5 million Venture Capital Fund (China Region)' this month.

Secondly, JD.com will go public later this month and is currently in the final underwriting inquiry stage; the acquisition of shares in the New York Knicks Club has been delayed until now due to the transaction parties going on vacation and the contract needs to be signed.

In addition, there is a very important project to look at, and the promise made by Zhou Fenglan to change WhatsApp's equity holdings has also reached the fulfillment period.

But he learned his lesson this time. Since he was coming to New York, no matter what he had to do, he should go to Washington, DC first to work.

The Gulfstream business jet landed smoothly and glided to a stop. A black convoy consisting of an Escalade, a Land Rover, and a bulletproof customized Rolls-Royce in the middle had been waiting for a long time.

Li Yanliu was fed up with Cheng Sen in Singapore, so he had to temporarily hire a bodyguard team from a security company, who charged a very professional hourly wage.

"Boss, we will stay in Washington for two days. We will have lunch at a random restaurant at Georgetown University at noon, visit the National Gallery at 3 pm, and enjoy a French candlelight dinner at the hotel at 7 pm."

The muscular white bodyguard with a reflective head reported the itinerary in a thick Italian accent.

Xie Jing Xing jumped out of the car with great interest: "Great, it would be even better if we could replace the bottle of Margaux on the dinner menu with D'Yquem."

"As you wish." The white man shrugged.

Margaux has a soft and delicate taste and is very popular among women, but Yu Tong prefers iced blanc de Blancs, which she says is as sweet and sticky as honey.

Xie Jingxing walked into the two-story red brick building covered with vines and green plants, arrested a junior fellow student with a laboratory work badge from the corner, and asked him to help swipe the card and slow down his pace to quietly walk through the second floor corridor.

The office door near the innermost part was half open. A beautiful girl with a sleeveless gauze camisole shirt and a long silk skirt, with a quiet and elegant temperament, raised her head, paused for a few seconds, and tilted her head playfully: "Want to create a surprise?"

"It looks like a failure." Xie Jingxing raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

Yu Tong put down his pen and took off his glasses. He stood up and moved away from the desk. He said slowly, "There is still a chance to make amends."

"That's great!"

Xie Jingxing took two steps at a time and walked forward, opened his arms and hugged her, kissing her vigorously.

"Wow!"

The junior brother who was helping to scan the door heard the "sizzling" sound of the tongue kiss and couldn't help but whisper in admiration how romantic it was. He turned his head to look at another junior sister who had come over at some point, and the two of them looked at each other and admired each other silently.

Until the last junior fellow student in the laboratory appeared at the door, Xie Jingxing licked his slightly numb lips, pushed the delicate girl in his arms away, and took a deep breath: "Let me introduce her, she is my girlfriend."

"Well, I can see that."

"You seem very proud?"

"Man, congratulations, you will have ten bounty posts on our school forum tonight."

A row of fellow students who were peeking through the office door responded one after another, saying that Yu Tong had just published her third first-author paper in "Nature" a few days ago, and she also had two other first-author papers in "Cell" journals.

As a fourth-year doctoral student in the biomedical field, this is an outstanding achievement and my fellow teachers admire me very much.

Xie Jingxing has reason to be proud. All the academic institutions and private units in China only publish two or three hundred articles in first-tier journals such as Nature and Cell each year. The Agricultural Chemical Research Institute under Yunshan Group has a special support incentive bonus, with one article in Nature earning five million yuan.

For second-rate universities, being the first author of an article published in Nature means being promoted to the rank of professor on the spot.

Even if you are fighting for academician positions in top universities, the number of journals published in the first tier is still an impressive achievement.

"This is worth celebrating right? Thank you all for supporting my girlfriend's work, you deserve substantial thanks."

Xie Jing Xing raised his eyebrows proudly, and took out the checkbook from his pocket with full energy, and signed his name on the checks with the amounts filled in beforehand: "Don't refuse, take it, and then turn around and walk out. Man, if you want to say what to do with those little white mice in the laboratory, I will kick your ass."

"No kidding, don't doubt a man who hasn't seen his girlfriend for half a year. Please close the door for me. Thank you very much."

The fellow disciples, who each received an unexpected windfall of 20,000 US dollars, left with laughter. Yu Tong's bright eyes flickered as he let him perform.

When the office was quiet again, he smiled and said, "You are more like the biggest financial sponsor of the laboratory than I am."

"If there is a need, of course I can be." Xie Jingxing nodded without hesitation.

Yu Tong pursed his lips, remained silent for a few seconds, and replied: "I am very touched."

"Let me think about how to repay me. Give me a kiss."

Xie Jingxing opened his arms and kissed her again, the excitement and desire that surged in his blood turned into the utmost tenderness and lingering, carefully savoring the exchange of emotions.

Yu Tong is the largest financial sponsor of the laboratory. While others need data from one person's experiment for five years, she can let five people conduct the experiment for one year.

In her mind, a five-article, one-authored paper was just a small joy worth taking off her white coat, putting on a pretty dress and putting on delicate makeup to celebrate.

Xie Jingxing didn't care about that. Could it be that his girlfriend's achievements, despite her wealth, beauty and high IQ, were lower than those of an ordinary PhD who spent years studying to write a paper of the same level?

It's fair that input and output are proportional, isn't it? Yu Tong has been concentrating on research in the laboratory every day these years, and it's no easier than others. He has become thinner and tired.

As Xie Jingxing thought about it, his thoughts gradually slid to his lower body. A rustling sound was heard in the quiet room, and then it was covered by coquettish murmurs.

"No, not here."

"Stop teasing me, let's go home first, please."

"The door is not locked. Lock it."

The coquettish murmurs were gradually replaced by melodious chants, the window was closed, opened, and closed again, and the smooth and drapey silk skirt fell to the ground limply as if it had been fished out of the water.

She changed into two spare white coats hanging on the hanger, and only a little remnant of her delicate makeup remained, unable to conceal her pretty, pink and flushed face.

"Boss, is the visit to the National Gallery cancelled?"

"Boom."

A pair of leather shoes flew through the air and hit the door, and then there was no sound outside.

Xie Jingxing sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, wearing only a pair of trousers, his belt thrown beside him and the hem of his shirt thrown wetly on the desk.

He was still too short, and was unable to pay his taxes on time to the real landlady across half the world map, which resulted in him having to overdraft every time he came to the United States.

"I'll go back to China next year and get the marriage certificate first."

Yu Tong sniffed the faint musk and woody smoke, curled up like a kitten, and stroked the faintly visible abdominal muscle lines with his white and tender hands. Xie Jingxing slightly pulled out of his trance: "Okay."

"Let's find some time before that and go to New Zealand to visit my aunt, then return to China to see my uncle, and then come back to my house to have dinner with my grandma." Yu Tong discussed softly.

The marriage between the two involves a lot of interactions of interests, which is a given. Xie Jingxing tightened his arms: "Yes."

"I'll graduate in a few months."

Yu Tong felt the embrace tightening and twisted his body comfortably in response.

"Ok?"

The sage time suddenly receded, and Xie Jingxing felt a chill in his lower back.

The doctoral program in the United States is five years. Normally, Yu Tong should graduate next year, but with five articles published in first-tier journals, it would be easy for him to graduate early.

The problem is what to do with his promise to Zhou Fenglan. The agreed two-year period is cut in half. Princess Yu will feel very proud, but Princess Zhou's face will be like an insole.

This matter needs to be discussed. Xie Jingxing cleared his throat to delay time, and his cerebellum and heels worked together to think about the wording.

"I have discussed this with Sister Lanlan."

Yu Tong's words blocked thousands of words. After a pause, he said leisurely, "If we get married and have a child earlier, she can also have one earlier. She is 28 years old this year and will be an elderly mother in a few years. We can afford to delay, but she can't."

What this meant was that Zhou Fenglan would have to become pregnant and give birth to a child after her.

It seems that the two "childhood sweethearts" and "gods from heaven" have communicated a lot since their confrontation years ago.

Xie Jing Xing frowned slightly: "Song Anli was sick some time ago. I was on a business trip at the time. At first I thought she was pregnant."

"That's great! Sister Lanlan and I don't have the personality to have many children, and you are becoming more and more outstanding. It will be very stressful for the children to take over your job."

Yu Tong was very considerate: "It would be great if our family was prosperous. In the future, whether Song Anli or Concubine Pei is pregnant, I will use my dowry to make red envelopes for them, and let Sister Lanlan give a share as well."

"As for the child, they don't have to worry about raising it after it's born. Sister Lanlan and I can take care of it when we bring it home. We can guarantee its education, so the children won't have bad relationships and make a fuss."

Xie Jingxing is only 23 years old. If we do a professional survey, there are tens of thousands of girls who would like to throw themselves at him.

So Yu Tong and Zhou Fenglan thought very clearly that even if he played around outside, it would be considered as doing good deeds and satisfying the dreams of the nymphomaniac.

As for getting pregnant and having a child, the mother will keep the child and raise him or her from childhood to adulthood. It doesn't matter whether the child is her or not.

"Really, I'm sorry for putting you through this." Xie Jing Xing said with a complicated tone.

Yu Tong leaned his head on his shoulder, raised his face and stared at him, then reached out to smooth his frowning brows: "I'm sorry for wronging you."

"I'm taking advantage of you, why should I feel wronged?"

Xie Jing Xing laughed: "If you marry me, it's not like you're marrying down, at most you'll be considered my equal, but you have to spend so much effort to coax me, and you have to endure Zhou Fenglan."

He broke free from Yu Tong, stood up, opened the door and shouted towards the empty corridor. The bald strong bodyguard appeared with a tray like magic.

Ice bucket, d'Or, and wine glass.

Xie Jing Xing took the tray and returned to the room. He shook the glass to evaporate the ice and took a big sip: "I feel tired for you."

"Jingxing, compared to those pure marriages, we are already very good."

Yu Tong keenly sensed that something was wrong. He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed over his chest, his chin resting on his knees and spoke softly.

At this moment, she has none of the pride and elegance that a girl of destiny should have. She is just like a little girl who is trapped in love and helpless.

Xie Jing Xing was made to look particularly unkind. He stood up and pinched her chin, looking down at her and asking expressionlessly, "So you can make the decision for me?"

"I was wrong."

Yu Tong realized that it was useless to pretend to be pitiful, so he simply admitted his mistake.

Xie Jingxing continued to ask: "What's wrong?"

Yu Tong remained silent. It was Li Yan. Only Song Anli and Li Yan had seen her and Zhou Fenglan.

Therefore, after returning to China, Song Anli tried to muddy the waters by becoming good sisters with Concubine Pei, while Li Yan followed Lao Xie's instructions and kept in touch with her and Zhou Fenglan after the Yunshan Group's annual meeting.

Some time ago, Song Anli was hospitalized in Beijing due to illness. That night, Pei Fei's agent temporarily called another young star to accompany Xie Jingxing for an affair, but was stopped by Li Yan at the hotel entrance.

In fact, it was Song Anli who asked Concubine Pei to call the little star, but Li Yan didn't know whether she was pregnant or not. He was afraid that things would get out of control, so he stopped the little star.

At that time, Xie Jingxing just thought that Song Anli had some ulterior motives, and Li Yan listened to Old Xie and didn't get along with her. In addition, he was busy going back to the Magic City to see Xiao Wang, so he didn't investigate further and just warned them separately.

Now, after hearing the so-called 'get rid of the mother and keep the son' plan that was obviously well thought out by Yu Tong and Zhou Fenglan, it suddenly occurred to him that Old Xie was merely adding fuel to the fire, and Li Yan had already fucking served the boss lady!

Not to mention how outrageous it was to kill the mother and keep the son, just the fact that he reached out to his trusted subordinates was absolutely unacceptable.

"You won't say it, right?"

Xie Jingxing drank the wine in the glass in one breath, threw down the glass and picked up the belt on the sofa: "Kneel down."

"I know I was wrong."

Yu Tong obediently changed his sitting position to kneeling and raised his hands, but he never mentioned what he did wrong.

She was trying to publish a journal paper in order to graduate early, but she was scared out of her wits by Song Anli's illness. She and Zhou Fenglan were both worried that Song Anli or some other scheming and resourceful woman would come out and do something before them.

Once Xie Jingxing softened his heart and felt sorry for the child, he was unwilling to cooperate with the so-called "get rid of the mother and keep the child" plan, and the tacit balance that the two of them had finally reached collapsed in an instant.

Zhou Fenglan was determined to just have the child but not a formal status. Ultimately, she was more anxious to return to China and take control of the situation.

Now Xie Jingxing was obviously resisting and deliberately escalated the severity of the situation with more sensitive questions. Admitting it meant that he would have to purge his confidants, and he might even have a conflict with Uncle Xie. As for getting rid of the mother and keeping the son, there was no need to mention it.

If they didn't admit it, the issue of getting rid of the mother and keeping the son would be put on hold for now, and there would be room for discussion in the future. Li Yan would have to suffer a little loss, and Uncle Xie would find a way to compensate her later, and his relationship with her would increase a little, and Zhou Fenglan would have to admit that she was indeed capable of handling the situation and qualified to hold a marriage certificate.

In short, she took all the blame and would be tortured for a few days at most. They had used even more humiliating tricks before, and it was impossible for her to be beaten up anyway.

What if she happens to get pregnant this time? It would be a win-win situation. Yu Tong was smart and weighed the pros and cons in a blink of an eye. He made up his mind not to speak a word.

Xie Jingxing tied her arms with a belt, and tossed her around in a rage until it was getting dark. In the end, after venting all her negative emotions, she still didn't hear what she wanted to hear.

"Do you want a wife who can only stay at home and do things for you, or do you want a wife who is your equal and can help you solve problems?"

When Xie Jingxing finished venting all his negative emotions breathlessly, Yu Tong supported his almost torn body and uttered incoherent questions that penetrated his soul.

(End of this chapter)