Oh my god! The goddess secretly gave birth to three obedient daughters for me

Dad Han was very happy, too. Han Xuemei had recently come to his restaurant, and she was committed and diligent in helping out; he saw all of this.

In the past, he had been worried that no one would help him with the restaurant, but now with Han Xuemei around, he felt quite at ease.

At that moment, Han Xuemei, holding a cloth, wiped the countertop and said with a smile, "Uncle, it's almost evening, I'm going to check on how things are in the kitchen."

After she finished speaking, she walked toward the front, and Dad Han nodded and said, "Alright, alright, don't rush, take your time."

As Han Xuemei turned and left, a smug smile formed on her lips, and she couldn't help thinking.

Alright, this is just great, now that you trust me this much, I'll manage the restaurant well for you when the time comes!

Thinking this, she walked toward the kitchen. As long as Dad Han's health wasn't good, Lin Yi would definitely ask Dad Han to retire and then take over personally.

But when Lin Yi takes over the restaurant, he will inevitably need some key staff, and she herself had recently gained a lot of technical knowledge; she had been diligently studying these technical issues, so Lin Yi certainly wouldn't consider letting her go.

As long as there was hope, she might be able to take over the restaurant. Moreover, Han Xuewei had absolutely no interest in the restaurant business; her interest lay only in the arts, so she would never take over the restaurant, making herself the ultimate beneficiary in the end.

At this thought, Han Xuemei felt a surge of pride within.

If she could inherit the restaurant, she would no longer be so humble in front of Han Xuewei, but what she didn't know was that Lin Yi had already seen through all her little tricks.

When the time was right, Lin Yi would definitely deliver a heavy blow.

Two days later, Mengmeng's cold had almost cleared up, and she was no longer running a fever. She still had a bit of a cough, but the doctor said this was normal, so Han Xuewei had peace of mind.

It was fortunate that she had noticed Mengmeng's illness early the last time, allowing Mengmeng to sleep in a different room, while her two brothers slept in another room, avoiding contagion.

After all, children with colds have weaker immune systems, and if they all fell ill at the same time, Han Xuewei would probably be exhausted, but luckily Mengmeng had recovered.

Han's mother and Mother Lin had time to care for the three children together, while Han Xuewei and Lin Yi had returned to school to continue their studies. Many classmates at the school were particularly attentive to the news and had noticed the report about them providing assistance at the hospital entrance that night.

However, they weren't sure if it was Lin Yi and Han Xuewei because the video was too blurry, and the news had protected their privacy very well, without deliberately revealing their names.

But there were still many discussions about it at school.

"Do you think that the news that has been buzzing around lately, about the Huadian Charity Foundation helping the child with leukemia, has anything to do with the school beauty from our school?"

"The silhouette in the video really does look like her!"

"Yeah, it really does look like the two of them, after all, Lin Yi from our school was rumored to come from a very distinguished family, and from that video, the height really matches his," someone said.

"But how can it be so simple? Just a phone call and the matter is resolved? It's impossible for someone ordinary to get involved with Huadian Charity Foundation. Lin Yi's family doesn't have any government officials; how could there possibly be a connection with the charity foundation?"

"Besides, you need national recognition to join a charity foundation, which is harder than getting into a top university."

"Right, the biggest charity organizations recognized by the country are mainly two, one being Huadian Charity Foundation which specializes in helping patients, and the other one is Huichuan Charity Foundation, mainly aiding disabled people. These two foundations are the largest national charities..."

"My gosh, with just these two foundations being recognized, they must be incredibly influential."

"I'm telling you, so if we're really sly, having someone from Huadian Charity Foundation come over is a big deal. We shouldn't spread rumors without confirmation!"

"These foundations are managed by the government, it's not something we commoners can easily discuss..." As the crowd debated, none of these rumors reached Lin Yi's ears, and he didn't care; as long as he knew what was going on, it didn't matter whether others were aware or not.

Moreover, he wasn't very familiar with people at school, so it wasn't much of a concern to him.

What was most important to him now was to develop his pharmaceutical company and promote the Body Tempering Divine Water that he had acquired. His security company had also helped him make quite a few contacts.

Lin Yi selected the most secure and his favorite pharmaceutical factory. Although that factory was not famous, Lin Yi had found it.

The factory wasn't well-known and was not a large establishment, so it normally didn't get many large orders. Basically, it could only last a year or two before fading away due to financial issues, as small factories must find enduring partners.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

But partners usually prefer the larger factories, and small ones have no stable clientele, so these factories have been losing money. But since they've chosen this path, they need to persevere. Unexpectedly, Lin Yi had discovered this little factory.

He had been looking to acquire a factory that wasn't too big but had complete equipment and supplies.

After all, acquiring large factories would be a waste for Lin Yi. The acting CEO of this factory was Zhou Kongshan.

Zhou Kongshan was waiting for the person in charge of acquiring the factory to come and sign the contract. He could no longer maintain the factory and it had drained many years of his efforts, ultimately amounting to nothing.

He had felt the performance decline over the years, and in the last year, as large factories emerged one after another, his small factory was left behind by the tide of the times and could no longer keep up.

He was waiting for the person who would acquire the factory to come and sign the contract, after which he would sell the factory and be free of this burden.

The pressure was too much for him to bear, and though he wanted to continue, the right opportunity never came. If he delayed any further, he might not even be able to pay the workers' wages.

Therefore, as Zhou Kongshan prepared for the transfer, he waited in the top-floor office of the factory, wondering who would purchase his pharmaceutical plant. Just then, there was the sound of footsteps at the door, followed by a knock.