After giving birth, Zhang Yi only stayed at Shengji Hospital for three days before being discharged and returning to her estate on Long Island. She then spent her postpartum period at the estate. Chen Lianxiang, as a mother of three, busied herself preparing postpartum meals for Zhang Yi, which piqued the curiosity of the family doctor, Jenny.

Some people say that American women never observe postpartum confinement, unlike Chinese women who are pampered and spoiled. Chen Dong would say, "Bullshit!"

The wealthy ladies of America cherish their health; they hire a whole team of family doctors and nutritionists. No one would deliberately endure hardship, especially the rich.

Those who praise women who go back to work right after giving birth for their self-reliance are just as disgusting as those hellish jokes that glorify finding joy in hardship!

Suffering is suffering!

Capitalist countries don't have the maternity leave of socialism. People are human, not made of iron. Those women you see who go back to work shortly after giving birth are probably taking painkillers to get through it.

If she doesn't come to work, she might really not need to come anymore, and the boss might fire her for taking too much leave!

As for your claim that you just gave birth, that's none of my business. If you're not coming to your post, then we'll find someone else to fill in. It's the simplest and most direct approach, without a shred of decency!

The happiest person about Xiao Huiyi's birth was her older brother Chen Hui, because he could finally be a big brother. From the moment Xiao Huiyi returned home from the hospital to the manor, Chen Hui would run to see his little sister eight times a day. However, children need a lot of sleep, and every time Chen Hui went in, Xiao Huiyi was fast asleep.

"Mommy, my little sister looks like a little pig!"

"Oh! Jimmy, how can you say that about a lady?" Jenny was amused by Chen Hui's words, and Zhang Yi also giggled. "Jimmy, why does my sister sound like a little pig?"

"Every time I come in, my little sister is asleep. What else could she be but a little pig, a little pig sister?" Little Chen Hui smiled brightly and innocently, touching Xiao Huiyi's hand. "Mommy, what's your little sister's name?"

"Her Chinese name is Huiyi, and her nickname is Sarah," Zhang Yi said, patting her youngest daughter's tummy affectionately. "Our noble and beautiful little princess!"

"That little sister will definitely have a big appetite," said Rongguo, who was following behind on tiptoe. Zhang Yi almost couldn't hold back her laughter and quickly asked Rongguo, "Why? How do you know your little sister will have a big appetite?"

"Because my sister's nickname is Salad, and salad is something to eat," Xiao Rongguo said, tilting his head. "My mother said that only gluttonous people are given nicknames like food."

Zhang Yi covered her forehead speechlessly. Little Chen Hui hurriedly explained to his younger brother Rong Guo that this "salad" was not the same as that salad. "Oh, it's not something you eat, it's not the vegetable salad Aunt Jenny made for you, it's... it's something else!"

"Alright, alright, you two brothers hurry downstairs to watch cartoons. Your little sister needs her milk," Chen Lianxiang said, pushing the two arguing little ones out of the room.

In the living room, Chen Dong was remotely directing Allen, the chief investment officer of Huasheng Fund, over the phone, giving him key instructions on some details regarding Huasheng Fund's comprehensive acquisition of Volvo Cars.

The two little ones chatted all the way downstairs and sat down next to Chen Dong. They continued their in-depth discussion about Sarah and Sarah, and finally came to a consensus: the younger sister is a little piggy!

Chen Dong, who was on the phone, couldn't help but chuckle. Allen's team on the other end of the conference call, hearing their boss laugh, assumed he found their proposal too funny and asked, "Boss, do you think my proposal is no good?"

"No, no, no, your plan is very good and constructive. I just choked on my water. Please continue explaining your plan," Chen Dong reached out and rubbed the heads of the two 'culprits' to signal the two little ones to behave.

"Okay, boss. Given the lingering effects of the oil crisis and the global automotive industry's recession and losses—Volvo's parent company, ABV, lost 12 billion kronor last year, and its stock price has fallen to its lowest point in ten years—now is the best time to buy!"

"ABV is currently eager to sell off Volvo Cars, which has been consistently losing money. Although Volvo has 387 world-class safety technology patents and its engine technology is at least five years ahead of its European counterparts."

"But their marketing strategy and cost control were disastrous. In the entire America market, they sold only 7.2 vehicles last year, while Benz sold three times that number."

"Obviously, the Swiss can build cars, but that's about it," Allen continued jokingly over the phone. "After acquiring Volvo Cars, we can leverage your network of contacts and the capital operation capabilities of Huasheng Fund, combined with Volvo's technology and brand, to achieve better revenue control!"

Chen Dong tapped rhythmically on the sofa armrest with his fingers as he asked Allen, "So, what's your pricing proposal?"

“I will proceed in two steps,” Allen replied. “First, through a special purpose company we set up in the Cayman Islands, we will acquire 4.9% of ABV’s shares from the secondary market. This is the highest percentage that Swedish law allows foreign investors to invest without reporting. At the same time, we will establish secret alliances with several Swedish pension funds.”

"Let's move on to the second step!"

"The second step is to launch a tender offer. After analysis, the team recommends a price of 155 kronor per share, which is a 28% premium over the current market price, with a total acquisition price of approximately 150 billion kronor."

"But the key lies in the payment structure. The team suggests a 30% cash payment and a 70% equity swap. We will establish a cross-border shareholding structure that allows some of ABV's shareholders to hold shares in the new company."

150 billion kronor is roughly equivalent to 25 billion US dollars. Even Chen Dong had to consider this acquisition deal, which involved such a massive sum of money. He asked Allen in a deep voice, "Have you considered the obstacles?"

Allen on the other end of the phone immediately answered Chen Dong's question, "Yes, Boss, regarding the obstacle you mentioned, my team and I have considered it."

"The main obstacle is the obstruction and opposition from the Swedish government. The automotive industry is a pillar industry of Sweden, especially Volvo cars, which Swedish people regard as a national treasure. They will not easily let Volvo fall into foreign hands and escape the control of the Swedish government!"

"Another major obstacle is the labor union. Walmart currently employs over 30,000 workers at its factory in Sweden. If these workers cannot be properly appeased, the union will not agree to the company's sale!"

"Even if we manage to complete the acquisition of Walworth from ABV using the two steps mentioned above, the unions and the Swedish government might obstruct and oppose it, and our investment could be completely wasted!"

"Boss, this is very risky!"

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