Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal Chapter 578: Why worry, Baihe worry

"Relax, after all, it’s my son," Hong Dali looked at Xiaobai in his arms. Xiaobai seemed to feel that now was the crucial moment to decide what he called in the future. A pair of **** gem-like eyes were fixed on him. With Hong Dali, he did not move away for a moment.

"Well, you were quite worrying before," Hong Dali thought for a while. After all, he gave his dry son a name. This can’t be nonsense. At least it’s serious. “But now you are my son. Let’s learn from me, and don’t worry about it anymore. Why don’t you worry about it this time? It’s better to call it by this name,” Hong Dali squeezed Xiaobai’s little face gently: “You’ll be called Baihe worry later, why Like?"

Xiaobai: "Cough, wawa!" Even if I agreed...

"Why do you worry, Baihe worry?" Tang Muxin's eyes lit up sharply, and she read twice, then exclaimed: "Oh, Dali, is your name pretty good? I thought you What kind of white dog protein two cows will he make, hee hee."

"Did I have such seriousness?" Hong Dali pouted, holding Bai Hecuo to look left and right, how to look and how to like it.

Although Baihe Chou is full of blisters all over her body, the little guy is still very strong. The big eyes are like black gemstones, and the small arms and calves are quite white. In general, it is still very good.

It’s a good thing to have a son so inexplicably today.

Hong Dali handed Xiao Baihe worry to Tang Muxin, took out his mobile phone and called his mother: "Mom, I have a son!"

There was a click on the phone, obviously Lan Ruoxi's mobile phone didn't hold on to the ground. After a hurry of exclamations. Lan Ruoxi was full of surprises and shouted: "Oh, hello, our little prodigal son has made a big belly for this girl? This time it's really an adult! Tang Muxin? Li Nianwei? Lin Chuyin? Or another girl? ?This little bastard, knowing your mother, I hug my grandson..."

As soon as Lan Ruoxi finished speaking, Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei, who heard the voice aside, were so ashamed that they were red to their necks.

"Ah, no," Hong Dali sniffed his nose: "I saw a little orphan on the side of the hospital, but it looks good, but it's a little sick, I like it very much. My character is a bit like me. I just accept Now it's time to be a son, and the name is Baihechou. Is this your grandson?"

I am not a grandson...

Lan Ruoxi was a little lost, but soon she was happy again-whether he was a kiss or not. Anyway, I have to call myself grandma. Just do it. They are all small. That would be pampered: "Oh, our little prodigal son knows to be a godfather? Okay, okay! Where are you? I'll be here soon. Let's go check it out!"

"Affiliated Hospital of Hui'an Leftover Medical University, where are you mom?" Hong Dali asked: "Is it going to take a long time?"

"It's okay, take a helicopter and wait for me! I call your dad too!" Lan Ruoxi said and hung up the phone.

"So anxious..." Hong vigorously collected his mobile phone, and then continued to make Xiaobaihe worry: "Baihe worry, call grandma!"

"Lai Lai!" Xiao Baihe screamed sorrowfully.

"Not Lai Lai, but Grandma!" Hong Dali continued to teach: "Grandma!"

"Lai Lai!" "Grandma!" "Lai Lai!"

The crowd laughed again.

According to Xiao Baihe, I played for another hour, but the result is that I am playing happily. Suddenly, the direction of the door is tumbling, and the female man opens the door with a voice: "What are you arguing, who is here? , Not convinced to come out to practice, the children here are afraid of arguing, don’t you know?"

After she screamed in this voice, the entire corridor was quiet for a moment, and then the female man was stunned: "Eh, what are you doing?"

A large group of "Hula La" didn't answer her words, they just rushed in. There was a large group of reporters carrying long guns and short guns in front, all of them in the major media, followed by a few wearing well Formal people, look at the line should also be quite head-to-face characters.

The reporter in front shouted into the microphone as soon as he entered the door: "Dear viewers and friends, here is the Southern Times. Today we will see the charity workers of the 11-word society to help the poor Blister doll white..."

As a result, he froze as soon as he finished saying: "Master Dali, why are you here?"

Hong Dali is still quite famous. Although he rarely shows his face on TV, this reporter is a little bit unsure about his face, but Li Nianwei around him is fake.

Being able to be with Li Nianwei is obviously in a leading position, except for Hong Dali, the prodigal master, there will never be a second one!

So this reporter recognized it directly-aren't all nine dog legs behind...

At this time, the leading staff among the members of the 11-word association was also stunned: "Hong Dali, why are you here? Are you following us?"

"I'm in a fighter plane," Hong Dali said strangely: "Have you seen the tracked one earlier than the tracked one?" Or how can Hong Dali have a pattern, which is now a fighter jet? ...

"This..." The staff member said nothing.

At this time, the reporter quickly stepped forward to play the round and whispered: "Master Dali, today we want to do an interview program..."

"Eh, what is your situation?" Hong Dali looked at the reporter in a daze, "Why, want to interview my son?"

He said to hug Xiaobaihe worry, said: "Baihe worry, say hello to uncles and aunts!"

"Giggle, hug!" Xiao Baihe worries about the eleven-character members' open arms: "Hug!"

In fact, Xiao Baihe was pretty cute, but the problem was the blisters on his body, which made the workers of these 11-word associations very uncomfortable-their clothes were not cheap!

"Ah, that's it," the leading one made a quiet move back and didn't shoot, just said: "We will hear that this kid needs care and love, so we plan to come Give some love."

After he said this, several other workers desperately glared at reporters. This is the critical time. Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and take pictures, what are you waiting for? ! Will the director be told to fail again later?

To say that the reporters on the scene are all well-informed characters, you know what you mean when you see this, and turning on the camera and video camera is a crazy shot!

Seeing the beginning of the main drama, the leader cleared his throat and put on a suit to ensure that he had the best public image. Then he smiled and said, "This time we plan to donate 30,000 yuan to do charity for the society. Some contributions. Although 30,000 yuan is not too much, it is also our intention. Please also accept the hospital."

What he said was called awe-inspiring, especially when he bit the words of 30,000 yuan, the meaning is obvious-30,000 yuan is not a small number, and our 11-word meeting is not a place to eat rice!

How should they say that they have already prepared? As soon as the leader finished speaking, someone immediately came up with a red and red banner, opened it with a "snap", and wrote "Charitable Donation, Loving the World" Eight gold glittering characters!

The reporter snapped, and Hong Dali and others were stunned. You obviously had already prepared it. Hey, did this pennant send it to itself? !

The man led by the pennant was proud.

What about Hong Dali? This pennant is in my hands! As long as this photo is sent out, and then guide the public opinion a little bit, then this matter is regarded as hardcore! There are about twenty journalists here, and each journalist gets five thousand dollars. Doesn't it mean they want to write what they write? !

What is most important for charity? That public opinion is the most important! Hong Dali came, no one knew. I know you have money, you are a loser, but you don’t leave a name for doing good deeds. Is there a bird? You see, we donated 30,000 yuan and took the pennant again. As soon as this photo was released, it would definitely detonate the whole country without consultation!

Not to mention that it can be as popular as the charity you made, at least not too much?

To say that at this time, Hong Dali did not say what to do.

After all, he came early and did not bring a reporter. What should I do? You can’t come again? So many people, especially competitors, are standing in front of their eyes. If we donate again and donate something like that, then there will be a good show. The people of these 11-word associations will definitely say that he deliberately made a show to everyone. Look-let’s say you can’t buy the pennants in a hurry!

It's just that, unfortunately, Hong Dali is Hong Dali after all, this product has never been sold according to common sense!

"You are here to send money to my son?" Hong Dali hugged Xiaobaihe and looked at the staff of the eleven-word association: "Oh, this is really embarrassing, you don't remind me I almost forgot, I haven’t given my son pocket money yet..."

Ling Xiaoyi was very helpful to remind him: "Young Master~IndoMTL.com~ You just donated 20 million to this hospital, and the young Master Baihe is really too small now, give him He doesn’t spend much money..."

Tang Muxin nodded abruptly: "Yeah, and they came too late. It's not good for charitable people to put the horse behind the gun. We have been here for so long before they come here. This is also efficient. Too low..."

"Charity is not a show event," Li Nianwei smiled softly, but the meaning in the words was not so gentle: "So we forgot to call the reporter when we came."

In fact, she is not exaggerated. If you really want to call the reporter, don’t say anything else. Li Nianwei alone, there are absolutely no difficulty in having one or eight hundred reporters in one sentence.

As an Internet enthusiast who often surfs the Internet, she knows relatively more, so what she said is the most fierce: "What's the matter, it has been more than two months since our family reported on Xiaobai?" During this time, what are you doing? Young Master Dali is doing charity, don’t you dare to pretend to be invisible again? You only know it now? Yo Yo Yo, even the pennants are self-contained, are you really thinking? Yeah!"