American Fortune Life

Chapter 1890: Replenishing Hurricane Shuyun (3/22)

“Heir of the Empire! ”

“Being their child must have saved the galaxy in the last lifetime! ”

“The richest baby in the world. ”

“Prince born with a golden spoon!" ”

“How does it feel to be a billion-dollar baby born with a golden key? ”

The news of the birth of Andy Smith and Ivana was like a hurricane, rapidly occupying the entire United States press, and that night all the television media were broadcasting Andy's "launch" in front of the Presbyterian Hospital in New York, with all sorts of titles rapidly occupying the entire Internet world, and there was great interest in Andy Smith, the richest ‘first child' in the world, among the world's foodies.

No way, the richest son in the world, has heralded a bright future since the birth of his mother. Born at the height of life, flowers are like flowers, and in the stereotypical impression of many people, born in such a family of unparalleled material conditions, there must be plenty of "happy childhood" to squander arbitrarily, right?

Ivana, awake from a coma, saw Andy sitting beside the hospital bed, holding her hand, two eyes facing each other, smiling slightly, Ivana turned her head with some impotence, looked to her side, the wrapped child, and said softly: "Our child. ”

“Our children!” Andy graciously lifted Ivana's little hand, kissed WEN and said softly, “He's beautiful, his eyes as beautiful as yours. ”

“Dear, thank you for your hard work. ”

When I heard Andy say it, Ivana's pale face showed a tender sweet smile, reaching out and gently touching Andy's cheek, softly saying, "Don't be silly, it's our love crystal, our child, for his sake, I'm willing to endure all this pain! ”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa--”

When the two of them were you, the cries of the child rang again, and Andy and Ivana focused their eyes on the son, who was moving his hands and feet and crying.

“Honey, he should be hungry. ”

Andy stood up hastily and carefully moved his son's position a few times to help Ivana lift her uniform, hold her slightly to the side and start feeding her mother R.

It has to be said that the infant's instincts are so powerful, he opens his mouth, turns his head a few times and finds his own exclusive rations.

Happily, his mother was not only talented, but also had plenty of rations, without any inconvenience. Instead, she had wasted another empty rations spill.

Tsk, what a waste!

Andy watched, couldn't help but smash her mouth, attracting Ivana's bright white eyes, but her face was filled with happiness, looking at her skin a little wrinkled son, full of compassion.

“Honey, come and help me, I can't rush it, I'm afraid of choking on the baby... ”

Ivana said to Andy that it was just too much to tell, and Andy carefully held onto it, controlling the amount of NAI to prevent his son from winning.

After her son ate his first meal after birth, Ivana also fell asleep quickly due to a severe loss of energy, leaving only Andy sitting at the edge of the wound, looking at the mother and son who were asleep.

Andy also had his son's first piss in the middle of the night, and then he took his first piss, and I have to say, it was really a very tiring thing to serve a child.

“Click--”

The next morning, Andy took a picture of a little girl with her phone, and her pale face, lying on the wound, slightly improved, looked at the baby eating, smiled happily, looked at Andy and asked softly, "What name are you going to give our baby? ”

“Already thought about it, Joseph. Joseph Smith!” Andy laughed.

“Joseph, will God give you more? Nice name...” Ivana muttered, then smiled and stretched out her fingers to gently poke Joseph's cheek as he was eating, softly shouting: “Joseph, my baby. ”

Andy, on the other hand, took his phone and sent the photo of the little foot girl he had just taken to his INS. There was no way. His INS, which had been blasted last night, was just a message of congratulations, and a lot of people were waiting for his INS update.

And because of the birth of little Joseph, the outside world has gone wild, surrounded by the topic of the richest son in the world, with a variety of headlines.

No way, the $50 billion heir to wealth is really the best hype, except Andy knows that these stories can add a lot of trouble to his backyard.

Send a photo, Andy sinks down and starts typing.

“Life is born to cry and thereby exasperate our grievances, perhaps heralding the suffering of future life, which is the starting point of life that each of us is forced to bear, but the heirs are each of us, before wealth, honour, status and other tangible things, do not forget that invisible things such as love, friendliness and justice are the spiritual property that we cannot truly be eroded by time, which refers to the dawn of hope that leads each of us to the light.

Welcome to the world, my son. May life be hard enough for you to grow up, but not too hard enough to crush you. ”

Andy doesn't want to focus everyone's attention on his child and the wealth he owns, and while most people are just interested in the topic and the media are willing to use a variety of eye-catching titles to increase sales and viewership, this can be troubling for a lot of people and affect the minds of a lot of people and the future growth of their son.

He knows better than anyone that he doesn't want to leave a wrong idea for future generations from the start, because material affluence is really just the most superficial, visionary and eye-dictated pattern.

The richest children, the most precious wealth, are not material, but able to stand on their parents' shoulders and see the world before they come into real contact with society. The higher the parent can stand, the further away the child's gaze and pattern will be. It is no exaggeration to say that the so-called starting line of a child is actually the parents.

Andy also admitted that abortion was a technical activity of previous life and that families were not an option. But parents can at least do something for the next generation. There is always room for personal effort at all times, in great limitations.

Besides, he's Andy Smith and he's still running. Actually, everyone is racing with their own...

Shortly after INS was updated, Andy's phone started ringing with greetings and congratulations from politicians represented by O'Guanhai, business people represented by Bill Gates, familiar friends, and acquaintances on the verge of only a few occasions.

Neither of Andy's phones ever stopped, which caused Ivana's strong dissatisfaction and forced her to sit on the sofa in the hallway with her phone, thanking everyone for their care and greetings.

Three days later, Andy walked out of the gynaecology building with Joseph's baby basket in his hand, a little blessed, wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt, jeans, blonde hair platter, and a happy, sweet smile on her face.

“Click, click, click...”

The camera's shutter sounded in one piece, listening to some journalists shouting, and Ivana gave a sweet smile, waving her hands up at the already boiling crowd of journalists, causing another noisy shouting.

Wait until Andy takes Ivana into the trunk, as dozens of bodyguards from the main enemy escort around the starting convoy and start walking slowly towards the hospital door.

Hospital doors opened, security and Andy's bodyguards frozen directly in the face, driving up the crowd of journalists, Andy and Ivana Mother and Son's cars were surrounded by dozens of bodyguards like barrels of iron, constantly alerting some insane journalist to rush through the protective circle and frighten the child.

I have to say, these reporters and paparazzi in New York are really crazy about wanting to take some pictures in front of them, and while they know that they wouldn't dare to publish without Andy and Ivana's authorization, they still can't stand their ambition to take the headlines.

In particular, the picture of the first heir to the $50 billion commercial empire has been fired to a price of $12 million, and who can be discouraged by this enormous gain?