"Don't worry, he's my son, after all." Hong Dali looked at Xiao Bai in his arms. Xiao Bai seemed to feel that it was a crucial moment to decide what he would be called in the future. He stared at Hong Dali with his big, black gem-like eyes.
"Yup, you were quite worrisome previously." Hong Dali thought for a while. After all, he was giving his godson a name. He couldn't fool around. He had to be serious. "But you're my son now. Learn to squander from me in the future. You won't have to worry anymore. What's there to worry about? Why don't we call you this name? " Hong Dali gently pinched Xiao Bai's little face. "Let's call you Bai Hechou from now on. How about that?"
Xiao Bai: "Hehe, Wawa!" That was considered a promise …
"What's there to worry about, Bai Hechou?" Tang Muxin's eyes lit up. She repeated it a few more times, then exclaimed, "Aiya, Dali, your name is quite nice. I thought you would name it something like 'White Dog Protein Two Cows' or something, hehe."
"Am I that indecent?" Hong Dali pouted. He hugged Bai Hechou and looked at him from left to right. He liked him the more he looked at him.
Although Bai Hechou's body was full of blisters, he looked very strong. His big eyes were like black gemstones. His little arms and legs were white and clean. Overall, he was not bad.
It was a good thing that he had a son today out of nowhere.
Hong Dali passed little Bai Hechou to Tang Muxin and took out his phone to call his mother. "Mom, I have a son!"
There was a clatter on the other end of the phone. Lan Ruoxi dropped her phone on the floor. After a flurry of exclamations, Lan Ruoxi exclaimed in surprise, "Aiyo, which family's girl did our little prodigal get pregnant? He's really an adult now! Tang Muxin? Li Nianwei? Lin Chuyin? Whose girl is she? This little rascal, he knows that I'm anxious to have a grandson … "
After Lan Ruoxi said that, Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei were instantly embarrassed. Their necks turned red.
"Ah, no." Hong Dali sniffled. "I saw a little orphan in the hospital. He's very good-looking, but he's a little sick. I quite like him. His personality is a little like mine, so I took him in as my godson. I named him Bai Hechou. He's your godson, right?"
So he wasn't her biological grandson …
Lan Ruoxi was a little disappointed, but very quickly, she became happy again. Who cared if he was related or not, at least he had to call her Grandma. If he wanted to do it, so be it. Since they were both little ones, they deserved to be pampered. "Aiyo, our little prodigal knows to be a godfather now? Good, good! Where are you? I'll be there soon. I'll go take a look! "
"Affiliated Hospital of Weian Medical University. Where are you, Mom?" Hong Dali asked, "You've been here for quite a long time, right?"
"It's okay. Take a helicopter and wait for me! I'll call your dad too! "Lan Ruoxi said and hung up the phone.
"So urgent …" Hong Dali kept his phone and continued to tease little Bai Hechou. "Bai Hechou, call me Grandma!"
"Lai Lai!" Little Bai Hechou called out in a childish voice.
"Not Lai Lai, it's Grandma!" Hong Dali continued to teach. "Grandma!"
"Lai Lai!" "Grandma!" "Lai Lai!"
Everyone fell to the ground laughing again.
After playing with little Bai Hechou for another hour or so, just as they were happily playing, there was a commotion at the door. The masculine woman opened the door and shouted, "What's the commotion about? Who's causing trouble here? If you're not happy, come out and fight. Don't you know that children here are afraid of noise?!"
After she shouted, the entire corridor instantly became quiet. Then, the masculine woman was stunned. "Aye, what are you all doing?"
A large group of people didn't reply to her and directly rushed in. In front was a large group of reporters carrying their cameras. There were people from various media outlets. Behind them were a few people dressed rather formally. From the way they dressed, they should be people of high status.
The reporter in front rushed in and shouted into the microphone, "Dear viewers and friends, this is the Southern Times. Today, we will personally witness the charity workers of the Eleventh Society helping the poor blister baby, Xiao Bai …"
After he said that, he was stunned. "Young Master Dali, why are you here too?"
Hong Dali was quite famous. Although he didn't show his face much on television and this reporter didn't dare to be sure, Li Nianwei, who was beside him, was definitely the real deal.
To be able to be with Li Nianwei and be in a leadership position, other than this prodigal Young Master Hong Dali, there definitely wouldn't be a second person!
Therefore, this reporter immediately recognized him — weren't the nine lackeys behind him …
At this moment, the leading staff member of the Eleventh Society was stunned too. "Hong Dali, why are you here? Are you following us?! "
"I took a fighter jet." Hong Dali curiously asked, "Have you seen someone being followed arrive earlier than the one being followed?" Otherwise, why would Hong Dali be so stylish? He even took a fighter jet when he went out …
"This …" That staff member didn't say anything else.
At this moment, the reporter hurriedly went up to smooth things over and softly said, "Young Master Dali, we want to do an interview today …"
"Aye, what's going on?" Hong Dali stared blankly at the reporter. "Why, you want to interview my son?"
As he spoke, he carried little Bai Hechou and said, "Bai Hechou, say hello to Uncle and Auntie!"
"Hehe, hug!" Little Bai Hechou opened his arms towards the people from the Eleventh Society. "Hug hug!"
Actually, little Bai Hechou was quite cute, but the problem was the blisters on his body. This made the people from the Eleventh Society very uncomfortable — their clothes weren't cheap!
"Ah, it's like this." The leading person quietly stepped back and didn't move. He only said, "We, the Eleventh Society, heard that this child needs care and love, so we are here to show some love."
After he said that, the other staff members furiously signaled to the reporters with their eyes. This is the crucial moment, what are you all still standing there for? Those who should take pictures, those who should record, what are you all waiting for!? Are we going to ask the director to say it again later?
Speaking of which, the reporters present were all well-informed people. Once they saw the look, they knew what it meant. They turned on their cameras and video cameras and started taking pictures crazily!
Seeing that the show was about to start, the leader cleared his throat and tidied up his luggage to ensure that he had the best public image. Then, he smiled and said, "This time, we plan to donate thirty thousand yuan to contribute to society's charity work. Although thirty thousand yuan isn't a lot, it's a token of our appreciation. Please accept it. "
He said it with a strong sense of righteousness, especially when he emphasized on the words "thirty thousand yuan." His meaning couldn't be more obvious — thirty thousand yuan wasn't a small amount, the Eleventh Society wasn't doing nothing for free!
As soon as the leader finished speaking, someone immediately walked up with a bright red silk banner. "Charity Donation, Universal Love" was written on the banner with the words "Charity Donation, Universal Love" written on it in a glittering golden font!
The reporters started taking pictures crazily. Hong Dali and the rest stared in bewilderment — you obviously prepared this long ago. Who would give a silk banner to themselves!?
After taking the silk banner, the leader was very proud.
So what if it was Hong Dali? This silk banner is in my hands! As long as this photo is published and the public opinion is slightly influenced, this matter will be settled! There were only about twenty reporters here. If each reporter was paid five thousand yuan, wouldn't they be able to write whatever they wanted?!
What was the most important thing in charity? Public opinion was the most important! Hong Dali came quietly, no one knew. I know you are rich and willing to squander. But what's the use of doing a good deed without leaving your name? Look at us, we donated thirty thousand yuan and received a silk banner. Once this photo is published, it will definitely cause a stir in the entire country!
Even if it won't be as popular as your charity, it shouldn't be too far off, right?
At this time, it wasn't easy for Hong Dali to do or say anything.
After all, he came early and didn't bring any reporters with him. He couldn't possibly do it again, could he? With so many people, especially with his competitor standing right in front of him, if he were to donate again, there would be a good show to watch. These people from the Eleventh Society would definitely say that he was putting on a show for everyone to see — furthermore, he definitely wouldn't be able to buy a silk banner in such a short time!
However, it was a pity that Hong Dali was Hong Dali. This fellow never did things according to common sense!
"You are here to give money to my son?" Hong Dali carried little Bai Hechou and looked at the staff from the Eleventh Society. "Aiyaya, I'm really sorry. If you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten that I haven't given my son any pocket money …"
Ling Xiaoyi cooperatively reminded him. "Young Master, you just donated twenty million to this hospital. Also, Young Master Bai Hechou is really too young now. He doesn't know how to spend money even if you give him money …"
Tang Muxin nodded furiously. "That's right. And they're a little too late. It's not good for charities to always do things after the fact. We've been here for so long, and they're only here now. Isn't their efficiency a little too low …"
"Charity is not a show." Li Nianwei gently smiled. However, the meaning behind her words wasn't so gentle. "That's why we forgot to call the reporters when we came."
In fact, she wasn't exaggerating. If she really wanted to call the reporters, just her words alone would definitely not be difficult to summon eighty to a hundred reporters.
As an internet enthusiast who often surfed the internet, she knew more. Therefore, her words were the fiercest. "Why, our Xiao Bai has been reporting for more than two months, right? What have you been doing all this time? Young Master Dali is doing charity. You don't dare to pretend that you didn't see it anymore, right? You only came now? Yo yo yo, you even brought your own silk banner. You're quite smart. You've thought of everything! "
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