The unparalleled talent of the country started from Harbin Institute of Technology

Inside the villa on the lake island of Harbin Institute of Technology's Weizigou Campus.

Wang Duoyu's face was ashen. Looking at Wang Qianqian, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, he said coldly:
"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that the entertainment industry is chaotic? You didn't believe me before, but now you do, right?"

"You only participated in one event, and someone dared to cause trouble so blatantly. Luckily, I taught you how to handle these kinds of unexpected situations before, otherwise, you would probably be torn to shreds by those unscrupulous newspapers tonight."

At this moment, Wang Yifei did not refute, but her eyes were lifeless, and she looked somewhat helpless and flustered.

Because what happened tonight came so fast, her mind went blank for a moment.

It turned out that right after she finished singing, a man carrying a large bouquet of roses rushed up to hug her.

If it were any other singer, this wouldn't be a problem, but Wang Yifei is still a minor. Sending flowers can be seen as a fan's way of showing affection for the singer, but hugging is absolutely unacceptable.

What's more, the man didn't even ask Wang Yifei if she agreed before rushing over and hugging her.

And after she nimbly dodged, the other person grabbed her again, and then her bodyguard rushed over at lightning speed and threw her onto the stage with an over-the-shoulder throw.

For the television station, this was a live broadcast accident.

If the director hadn't cut off the live stream and switched the camera in time, the over-the-shoulder throw would have become known to the entire internet.

With so many people present, everyone saw it, and reporters even filmed it. Undoubtedly, this incident has become headline news in major entertainment newspapers.

However, Wang Duoyu had already called the executives of Want Want Group, instructing them to contact someone immediately and suppress the matter.

"Alright, stop blaming the child. She didn't want this to happen either. Who could have imagined something like this would happen?"

As soon as Liu Xiaoli opened her mouth, Wang Duoyu wanted to start criticizing her, thinking, "Are you trying to smooth things over?"

However, since the other party was heavily pregnant, Wang Duoyu had to be cautious.

"Alright, Xiaoli, stop talking. I'm just teaching our daughter how to protect herself when she's out in the world."

"Dad, I understand."

Wang Yifei suddenly spoke, her gaze resolute:

"I know that society has many sides, good and bad, but Dad, I have to grow up eventually. I can't hide under your protection forever."

“Singing and acting are my favorite professions, and I am willing to devote all my time and energy to them.”

"This incident has indeed been a lesson for me. As you said before, Dad, one cannot grow without experiencing hardships."

"I think this is good, and I will be more careful in the future."

Hearing her say that, Wang Duoyu smiled and patted her shoulder with a look of satisfaction.

Although he still thinks Wang Yifei is young, she is right, she will eventually grow up.

As a father, he can't protect the little guy forever.

Young eagles ultimately need to flap their wings to soar through the sky on their own, rather than relying on their parents' help.

"Since that's the case, then I won't say anything more. Dad supports you. Be brave and do what you want, but remember, you must protect yourself. Don't act like a child and shake off the bodyguard, understand?"

Wang Yifei stuck out her tongue to indicate that she understood.

Her father arranged four bodyguards for her. Whenever she leaves Harbin Institute of Technology, she will be accompanied by four bodyguards, two of whom are female bodyguards who will provide close protection.

Although Wang Yifei doesn't go out to participate in activities very often, after all, she is still a student and usually stays at school most of the time, and often goes out with her parents.

But she would occasionally participate in some school-organized activities or album promotion activities with her classmates. She would have to go to the program site or take promotional photos, right?
So of course she has bodyguards protecting her.

It was her bodyguard who helped with this accident.

She could actually do an over-the-shoulder throw herself, since she had practiced dance and kung fu since she was a child, but she was definitely no match for that bodyguard.

Their bodyguards are professionals; she's not even an amateur.

Moreover, the man tonight was over 1.8 meters tall, a very imposing figure, and Wang Yifei's strength was no match for him.

"Okay, get some rest, have a good night's sleep, and forget about it."

Wang Duoyu said.

The family members all went back to their rooms, and the family meeting came to an end.

Liu Xiaoli went to her eldest daughter's bedroom and stayed there for more than half an hour before coming out. The mother and daughter were whispering to each other.

After returning home, Liu Xiaoli lay in bed and suddenly touched her belly, discussing with Wang Duoyu whether the baby in her belly was twins, a girl, or a boy.

"What's the point of guessing? We'll find out in a while, won't we?" Wang Duoyu was too lazy to guess.

Modern technology makes it entirely possible to know the sex of a baby in advance, but there's absolutely no need to.

Anyway, for their family, since they had already decided to have the child, it didn't matter whether it was a boy or a girl.

"Yeah, let's go to sleep then."

Liu Xiaoli muttered something to herself, then held him and fell asleep.

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye, and the outside world was covered in a blanket of white snow; a heavy snow had fallen the night before.

After waking up, Wang Yifei immediately went online to check the news, but there was no negative news about her at the scene last night, only news about her winning an award, nothing more.

"That's great!"

She was relieved that the accident had not had any negative impact on her, and she was completely at ease.

Although her father had told her last night, she was still not entirely at ease, so she got up early this morning to check and needed to confirm it herself.

After reading the news, everyone in the industry understood that Wang Yifei had a very powerful background, and no domestic media outlet reported on what happened last night.

Such energy is truly astonishing.

But no one dared to discuss it casually; they could only chat about it in private with a few close friends, and once they went out, they would never admit what they had said before.

In any case, they wouldn't dare offend Wang Yifei.

"Oh, it's snowing heavily! Daddy, Daddy, come help me build a snowman!"

As soon as she stepped out of the bedroom, Wang Yifei heard her younger sister shouting, so she joined in.

Before long, in the courtyard of the villa on the island in the lake, Wang Duoyu was building a snowman with his two daughters, and as they played, it turned into a snowball fight.

Laughter and chatter filled the entire courtyard.

Liu Xiaoli stood by the window, smiling as she watched the father and his two daughters playfully fighting, but a sense of unease crept into her heart.

"A man who says one thing but means another; he clearly loves children so much, yet he doesn't want to have any."

She seemed to have forgotten that it had nothing to do with whether Wang Duoyu liked children or not, because no matter how much he liked children, he couldn't ignore Liu Xiaoli's health.

After all, when Liu Xiaoli gave birth to Wang Junkang, she had a brush with death and almost went to report to the King of Hell.

At the time, Wang Duoyu was terrified, and less than a year later, she became pregnant with Wang Yifei.

The short interval between the two events had a significant impact on Liu Xiaoli's health.

In the novel "To Live", after Fengxia dies in childbirth, Jiazhen says, "Childbirth is a matter of fate. If the King of Hell wants to take you, you can't escape it."

Therefore, childbirth is indeed very harmful to women.

It has little to do with whether Wang Duoyu likes children or not.

"Dad, it's snowing heavily today. Will the school announce that we don't have to go to school?"

After throwing a snowball, Bai Doufu hit her father. Hearing him say that she was done playing and had to go home for dinner and then go to school, her eyes darted around, and she quickly asked...

Wang Duoyu thought for a moment and said:

“That’s quite possible, but we haven’t received any notification yet, so we have to go back. You must be sweating, so go back and wash up. It’s almost time for breakfast, so hurry up and go inside.”

"OK then!"

The little girl was a bit reluctant, but just before going back, she took advantage of her father's inattention and grabbed a handful of snow, throwing it at him.

And after throwing it, he ran away, giggling and laughing uncontrollably.

The next moment, she was hugged by her sister, and snowballs were thrown at her.

She accidentally tore open her scarf, and some snow fell into her neck, making her shiver from the cold.

"Sisi, don't bully your sister. Quickly take her inside, or she'll catch a cold," Wang Duoyu urged, seeing this. Wang Yifei was reluctant, because she was helping her father, but he didn't appreciate it and instead favored her sister. Humph!
After a long while, in the living room, Bai Doufu, having washed up, yawned several times, clearly the prelude to catching a cold.

Upon witnessing this scene, Wang Duoyu couldn't help but roll his eyes at Wang Yifei and say a few words to her.

Enraged, Wang Yifei took a big bite of the fried dough stick, tearing off a large piece in one go.

puff!

Seeing her pouting little lips and looking incredibly cute, Wang Duoyu laughed out loud, and Liu Xiaoli, Wang Junhong and the others also laughed heartily.

After breakfast, the school still hadn't sent out any notices, so I still had to go to school.

White tofu was immediately unhappy, but there was nothing she could do but obediently go out.

Time flies, and December is here in the blink of an eye.

1999 is coming to an end.

In Washington, D.C., at the CIA headquarters, Bennett Ortega sat in his office, his face ashen.

At this very moment, a notice was placed in front of him, announcing the end of his term as director of the CIA and his forced transfer to the Pentagon.

He was succeeded by Deputy Director Burton Byron.

Although he did not retire directly, the removal of the former Pentagon was tantamount to a promotion in name only.

It's important to understand that he wielded immense power within the CIA, overseeing the entire intelligence agency and reporting solely to President Clinton—making him second only to the president.

On the contrary, at the Pentagon, he was not the highest-ranking official, and his seniority was very low; he was essentially demoted.

But Bennett had no chance to resist, so how could President Clinton possibly let him stay in the CIA?
Since the major incident at the Mititch ranch in Wyoming, the CIA has failed to capture any of the counterfeit money ring's top executives, only destroying some machinery and a few scapegoats.

Because after entering November, the counterfeit money syndicate began to sell counterfeit money on a large scale again.

In just one month, the amount of counterfeit money worldwide has increased by more than 80 billion US dollars, which is simply outrageous.

The Federal Reserve monitors the flow of dollar funds globally, and the extra $80 billion in counterfeit money naturally could not escape the Fed's surveillance.

When President Clinton received the report from the Federal Reserve, he almost fainted. This was over 80 billion US dollars, and it had all happened in just one month.

Therefore, the destruction of the Mititch Farm was not the work of the CIA at all, but rather a trap set by a counterfeit money cartel.

The machines were destroyed, but the executives of the counterfeit money ring remained at large and continued to act with extreme arrogance.

Such behavior is undoubtedly a provocation against the US government. With the Clinton presidential election just around the corner, someone has to take the blame for this.

Bennett Ortega, the CIA director, was the perfect scapegoat.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door, and Bennett called out, "Come in!" Several people walked in.

Former Deputy Director Burton Byron, Federal Reserve Special Envoy Dallas Nicholson, Intelligence Director Herod Murphy, Operations Director Domenicolov, and others all walked in.

"You all arrived quite quickly."

Bennett smiled, but it was a bitter smile.

It's not a matter of winners and losers; it's just that everyone is caught up in the situation and has no choice but to act.

"Bennett, have a safe journey."

Burton Byron didn't know what to say, because whatever he said would be over-interpreted by the other party.

In fact, he didn't want to be this damn bureau chief. Being a deputy bureau chief would have been much better; he wouldn't have to take the blame, could make a lot of money, and could even gain credit.

But once you become the bureau chief, you probably won't have such a leisurely life.

Unfortunately, he couldn't tell Bennett about this, because even if he did, the latter wouldn't believe him.

Ugh!
This is so painful!

Bennett left, and the CIA executives met again. This time, however, some of the people at the executive meeting had changed.

After Burton Byron was appointed director, Herodotus Murphy, the head of the intelligence department, became deputy director, while Dominic Strauss, an American of Brazilian descent, took over as head of the intelligence department.

"Gentlemen, you should all be very clear about the situation our CIA is facing right now."

At the head of the meeting room, Burton Byron, his face serious, said in a cold voice:
"Mitch Farm was a trap set by the counterfeit money syndicate; they were very well disguised."

"Now, so many years later, the counterfeit money syndicate has amassed enormous wealth. Their financial resources far exceed our imagination; we probably underestimate them even by trillions of dollars."

"So the other side is now an extremely powerful and terrifying capitalist monster, and they might even be hiding among us."

With a single sentence from Burton Byron, Dallas Nicholson, as a special envoy of the Federal Reserve, was instantly stunned.

Yes, why didn’t he think of it?

The CIA has spent a lot of manpower and resources every year for the past decade, but it has been unable to catch the executives of the counterfeit money syndicate.

They couldn't even find out where their counterfeit money ring's actual printing plant was, which was truly a disgrace to the CIA.

As everyone had suspected, there were spies from counterfeit money rings within the CIA. That's why President Clinton purged the entire CIA's senior management, replacing them all.

But so what?
The incident at the Mititch Farm is still fresh in everyone's memory; no one will forget it.

But Burton Byron's words just now made Dallas realize instantly that the enemy they were facing was not just a criminal organization that only printed counterfeit money.

On the contrary, it is a powerful interest group with trillions of dollars in capital.

Faced with such vested interests, the CIA alone really couldn't solve the problem.

Therefore, it would certainly require the big capitalists behind the Federal Reserve to unite in order to come up with a solution.

"And the most likely way to break the deadlock is to make the other party a shareholder of the Federal Reserve!!!"

Dallas's breathing quickened as he thought about this, and then he immediately dismissed the idea from his mind.

How is this possible?
How could the Rothschild family and other shareholders possibly agree to this?
However, if counterfeit money groups are not given a legitimate opportunity to print dollars, they will continue to exist and will certainly not keep pace with the Federal Reserve.

The situation will escalate further, eventually leading to a collapse of the US dollar.

Although counterfeit money rings may not exhaust their resources to maximize profits, who can guarantee that there aren't excessively greedy individuals within them?

Furthermore, the future development of the counterfeit money ring, as well as changes in the US dollar exchange rate, the US economy, and the global landscape, are all uncertain.

Difficult!

Thinking about this, Dallas Nicholson became restless.

After Burton-Byron concluded the meeting, Dallas immediately flew out of Washington and rushed back to New York to meet with Federal Reserve Chairman Theodosius Black, hoping that the latter could relay his speculations to the Fed shareholders.

Meanwhile, at the Harbin Institute of Technology Affiliated Hospital, Wang Duoyu accompanied Liu Xiaoli to her prenatal checkup.

In mid-to-late October, she was already four weeks along, and now it's early December, so she's been more than nine weeks, almost ten weeks.

"Professor Wang, Ms. Liu, both babies are very healthy."

Inside the luxuriously decorated ultrasound room, the head of the obstetrics and gynecology department smiled and spoke to Wang Duoyu and Liu Xiaoli.

"Thank you doctor."

After the examination, Wang Duoyu and Liu Xiaoli left the room and soon received the results of other tests, such as blood tests.

everything is normal.

This time, Liu Xiaoli is pregnant with twins, and both she and Wang Duoyu are taking it very seriously and are very nervous.

If it were when she was pregnant with Bai Doufu, Wang Duoyu wouldn't have accompanied her to prenatal checkups in the early stages of her pregnancy.

That won't do now. Wang Duoyu is very worried about her, and at the same time, he is very considerate of her feelings as a pregnant woman.

After receiving their prenatal checkup results, the couple happily went home.

Wang Duoyu could take her pulse himself and knew how to protect the pregnancy, after all, Wang Duoyu was a doctor, well, a non-professional doctor.

Liu Xiaoli herself has given birth to several children and is very experienced.

It's just that Western medicine examinations are more comprehensive, since the medical equipment at Harbin Institute of Technology Affiliated Hospital is among the most advanced in the world.

Why not take advantage of it? (End of Chapter)