Meanwhile, at the Xia Family's place.
Xia Yuzheng's cold was finally cured by the western medicine Mother Wu had brought.
He spread out a local financial newspaper: "Did Yeye leave early in the morning again? Was she with the classmate who had a cold? Tell her to be careful not to catch a cold herself."
Xu He laughed, "Don't worry, our Little Tiangao has good immunity. It's you I'm more concerned about. I dress you warmly every day, how did you catch a cold after all?"
Xia Yuzheng felt sad: "No matter how good the clothes are, they still let the wind through!"
"Let the wind through?" Xu He did not understand and walked around him: "Where? Shall I ask Mother Wu to patch it up?"
Xia Yuzheng turned his face away, refusing to communicate.
He turned the page of the newspaper, and right on the front page headline, he saw the big characters "Jiang Corporation."
