Nangong Tian's body has basically recovered, and she's recently started exercising again.

It will probably take some time to completely regain her figure from before the pregnancy. So when Su Yehao appeared in front of her with a late-night snack, the girl complained while eating, muttering about how her exercise for the day was all for naught.

Suddenly, something came to mind.

Nangong Tian also brought up the matter of the family trust supervisory committee. She curiously asked, "Brother Hao, you plan to donate all your assets in the future. What about me and Jiang Yu's own money? Like Sweet Fish Entertainment, and the stocks we invested in, do we donate them with you?"

Su Yehao had considered this question before, and he calmly said, "It's up to you. It doesn't matter if you keep it for yourselves in the future. I'm pushing for Casino to abolish inheritance tax, and Hong Kong will eventually abolish it as well. Otherwise, the wealthy will only lose a lot of money and immigrate to other places. So, if you're not afraid that our son will be a good-for-nothing in the future, it doesn't matter if you leave the money to him. But it's best not to give it to him as soon as he comes of age. He should be at least thirty-five years old, and his thinking will be a little more mature."

"A good-for-nothing? I'll beat him to death with a feather duster! Brother Hao, you can rest assured. I've watched a lot of palace dramas, and I have plenty of ways to handle him. Don't even think about snatching my throne until the day I kick the bucket. You should worry about Jiang Yu instead. I feel like she's the type to dote on her children."

No sooner had Nangong Tian finished speaking than Jiang Yu walked in holding the baby.

She looked blank for a moment.

Jiang Yu rolled her eyes and joked, "As expected of a woman who gave birth to a son, you're already thinking about usurping the throne and becoming an empress? What throne? I think you've gone crazy from watching dramas. I knew I should have filmed fewer palace dramas..."

Su Yehao carefully took his son, held him, and smelled him. He had a milky fragrance mixed with the scent of baby powder.

The little guy was sucking on his own fingers, probably hungry again after just pooping.

He was less than a month old, and all he did every day was sleep and eat, eat and sleep, and cry incessantly.

From a natural perspective, it's a miracle that humans have made it to this day.

The growth cycle of human young is too long. Unlike fawns or baby elephants, they can run as soon as they are born.

If in ancient times, someone had just hidden to escape from a carnivore, and then the little one burst into tears, the thought alone would be enough to give anyone a headache.

His eldest son and daughter were just starting to understand things, and now the little guy was born.

Su Yehao, whose head was often buzzing from the noise, couldn't escape this time, because Nangong Tian and the baby were living in his house, unlike Qingying and Liuli, who he didn't see often back then.

Now that he had three children, Su Yehao was already a little overwhelmed.

By the time his grandchildren came along, there would probably be a dozen or so of them, and by the time his great-grandchildren came along, there might be as many as thirty or forty, plus their spouses, the number would be even greater.

When he gets old one day, it probably won't be easy to remember everyone's name and match them up.

Take the Rockefeller family trust fund as an example.

The family trusts established in 1934 and 1952 respectively, have a total of more than two hundred descendants benefiting from them. Considering the time, they have only been established for half a century, and most of the members are just ordinary people.

Wearing the Rockefeller family's golden signboard, it's nothing to achieve something. Occasionally, some so-called talents emerge, but they are like tall people among short people. Although you can't say they are bad, they are not that outstanding.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Su family will probably be like this in the future.

Su Yehao's advantage of foreknowledge has only a little more than ten years left, and it is becoming less and less accurate as the situation changes. It can only be used for reference, to figure out the general direction.

Counting the golden development opportunities, there are still about ten years left, which is enough for Su Yehao.

Because he is still dealing with the family charitable trust fund, he is looking at things from a long-term perspective, and thinking about things that will happen a long time from now.

In fact, Su Yehao already considers himself to be kind enough.

Raising the starting point of his descendants to a level that others can hardly imagine, the rest is not his responsibility, and it has nothing to do with him.

The ones who are truly close to him are at most his grandchildren. He probably won't have the energy to care for them after that. Some filial ones may thank him for accumulating the family fortune, while some unfilial descendants will probably treat him as an ATM, and hate that they can't directly divide the wealth in the family trust and squander it.

It is precisely because he understands this that Su Yehao only provides basic security, and does not have any expectations for his descendants. Even if they end up as a small restaurant owner or a street singer, he thinks it's fine.

This is why traditional customs such as sons inheriting their father's business and the eldest son inheriting everything are abandoned by Su Yehao. Out of special consideration for the children in front of him, he agreed to let Nangong Tian and the others leave their personal wealth directly to their children.

At this moment, Su Yehao, holding his son, smiled and said:

"Counting the wealth under your names, it should be particularly considerable in the future. If we are all healthy and happy until old age, we can keep a closer eye on our children to prevent them from going astray. But just in case, we still have to prepare in advance, whether it's leaving it directly to them, setting some thresholds, or establishing another trust fund. You should think about it first. I will also talk to Qingying about it. This is a big deal."

Knowing the importance of this matter.

Nangong Tian pretended to consider it for a moment, and only said coquettishly, "Then you should ask her first, and see what she will do then. What if that woman leaves all the money to her children, wouldn't that make our son look inferior?"

"...You don't compare the good things, but you're most energetic when comparing these things, right?"

Su Yehao said angrily, and added:

"Don't you think about who I am? As long as I seize the opportunity of the technological explosion in the next ten years, your assets may expand to tens of billions, hundreds of billions of Hong Kong dollars. This is not a small amount of money. Even without counting my assets, your wealth can be particularly amazing. Don't ask me why I know. When it comes to making money, I am the most confident."

Having been slapped in the face many times, Jiang Yu no longer contradicted him on this matter. She looked surprised and said:

"Then we should indeed plan it earlier, to avoid them developing the subconsciousness that they can take over the family property when they are young. There will be a gap when they grow up. If we make a decision from the beginning, they won't think too much. Also, it will save the media from speculating and making exaggerated news headlines, saying things like 'Five Hundred Billion Wealth Heir' and so on."

Su Yehao nodded and said:

"That's what I think too. Or should we set a limit for direct inheritance? The rest can be donated to my family trust for management. Too much wealth in the hands of children is not necessarily a good thing, it will wear down their initiative."

Nangong Tian's head hurt from listening, and she said indifferently:

"Anything is fine. Anyway, it's all money that Brother Hao helped earn. I'll listen to your arrangements for how to distribute it. What kind of family do we have? It's impossible for our children to lack food and clothing. In fact, receiving a fixed dividend from the trust fund every year will be more restrained, to avoid spending money lavishly. But Miss Nong may not agree, right?"

Su Yehao flicked her on the head with his finger, and said helplessly:

"You can't go three sentences without mentioning her. Why don't we set a time to sit down and discuss it? If our family is fighting openly and secretly, and it's a mess, the root cause is probably you. There's no imperial throne for our son to inherit, what's the point of comparing? Do you still want to be the first wife? Where's your former magnanimity?"

"...I'm still in confinement, and you're scolding me?"

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