753: Chapter 748 I'll Give It a Try

[Advanced Intelligence: Chris Morgan, a core member of North America's Mayflower Consortium, will secretly fly to Switzerland next Wednesday to handle an illegal asset from his family trust fund.]

A barely perceptible curve formed at the corner of Shen Yan's mouth.

He didn't reply to Wu Ya's email.

Instead, he called Ning Ke directly.

"Boss," Ning Ke's voice was as steady as ever.

"Prepare a gift for me to send to Mr. Chris Morgan."

"What kind of gift?"

"The complete transaction history of his family trust fund for the past twenty years, along with private emails between him and a certain commissioner of the SEC (U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission)."

"Tell him I only want fifteen percent of the shares in 'deep space eye.' If he thinks the gift isn't heavy enough, I have more here."

Ning Ke paused on the other end.

"Understood, Boss. Any other instructions?"

"Yes."

Shen Yan glanced at his son, who was sleeping soundly in the crib.

"Find the world's best early childhood education experts for me and customize a growth plan from birth to age three. Also, send me information on all the baby swimming venues in Jingzhou; I want the one with the best water quality."

Ning Ke, "..."

He felt that his boss's mental leaps had already exceeded the scope of humanity.

One second, he was manipulating a capital game capable of triggering a financial earthquake in North America.

The next second, he began worrying about whether the swimming water for his son was clean.

That night, Shen An suddenly started crying and wouldn't stop.

His whole body was flushed, his small fists were clenched tight, and no matter how they tried to soothe him, it was useless.

Wang Jie checked everything—feeding, diaper change, temperature—and everything was normal.

"It might be infant colic," Wang Jie said with some heartache. "This is a common issue for newborns. There's no particularly good solution; we just have to wait for him to slowly get better on his own."

Liu Hui was also woken up. Seeing her son in such distress, she was so anxious that she started to cry.

"Isn't there any way to make him more comfortable?"

Shen Yan frowned.

He could acquire a company or leverage a market, but he was helpless against his son's heart-wrenching cries.

Just then, a light blue virtual window popped up on his retina.

It was the system.

[Daily Intelligence: Newborn colic can be effectively relieved through clockwise abdominal massage and the 'football hold.' Attached is a standard manual video tutorial.]

Shen Yan's eyes flickered.

He said to Wang Jie and Liu Hui,

"Don't worry, let me try."

Under everyone's puzzled gazes, he turned Shen An over, letting him lie on his arm in a 'football hold' position.

Then, using his other hand and following the techniques from the video tutorial in his mind, he began to massage the baby's back and abdomen with just the right amount of pressure.

His movements were precise and gentle.

Something miraculous happened.

Shen An's crying actually began to subside slowly.

His twisting, struggling body also gradually relaxed.

A few minutes later, the little guy let out a small burp in Shen Yan's arms and then... fell into a peaceful sleep.

The entire room instantly became quiet.

Liu Hui and Wang Jie were both stunned.

"AYan, you... how do you know how to do this?" Liu Hui's voice was full of disbelief.

Wang Jie looked at Shen Yan as if he were a deity.

"Mr. Shen, this 'football hold' is a very popular technique nowadays, but this is the first time I've seen someone do it so perfectly and have it work on the first try! Where did you learn it?"

Shen Yan gently placed his son back in the crib and covered him with a small blanket.

He turned around with a calm expression.

"Oh, I happened to flip through a parenting book a few days ago."

A perfect excuse that couldn't be debunked.

He looked at his sleeping son, but his mind was on something else.

This system seemed to be even more useful than he had imagined.

It could not only help him make money,

But also help him raise a child.

Wang Jie felt that her fifteen-year career as a gold-standard maternity matron might be coming to an end here.

Not because the employers were harsh.

On the contrary, Mr. and Mrs. Shen were the most considerate and generous employers she had ever met.

The problem lay with Mr. Shen himself.

He learned too fast.

So fast he didn't seem human.

The day after resolving the colic incident, Mr. Shen handed her a document.

It was a precise data chart of Shen An's 24-hour schedule, feeding, and physiological indicators from his first day of birth to his first month.

And... a preliminary behavioral prediction model established based on that data.

Wang Jie looked at the PPT displayed on the tablet, which was comparable to a listed company's quarterly financial report, and her mind went blank.

The chart accurately predicted the time of the young master's next hungry cry, with an error margin of no more than five minutes.

Even the color and state of his daily bowel movements were categorized by Mr. Shen into a health database.

"Sister Wang, according to the model analysis, Shen An's emotional fluctuations are greatest during these two time periods, which might be light sleep cycles."

"I suggest that during these times, we reduce the indoor lighting by another 5% and adjust the background white noise frequency to this many hertz."

Shen Yan pointed to a curve on the screen, his tone as calm as if he were presiding over a seminar for a ten-billion-dollar project.

Wang Jie opened her mouth but couldn't say a single word.

She relied on fifteen years of experience and intuition to care for children.

Mr. Shen relied on Big Data and Artificial Intelligence.

This made her feel like a primitive person who had accidentally wandered into the cockpit of an interstellar battleship.

Liu Hui leaned against the headboard and couldn't help but smile at the scene.

She was already used to it.

This man always managed to do everything to the absolute extreme.

Whether it was running a business empire or... being a novice father.

Her body was still a bit weak after giving birth, but her heart was filled with an unprecedented peace.

"AYan, don't scare Sister Wang."

Liu Hui said softly, "You're making it seem like I, the mother, don't know how to do anything."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan immediately turned off the tablet.

He walked to the bedside and held Liu Hui's hand, the warmth from his fingertips transferring over.

"How could that be? You're in charge of being beautiful, and I'm in charge of feeding and changing diapers."

"Besides, you gave me the best gift in the world."

His gaze fell on Shen An, sleeping soundly in the crib nearby, and then returned to Liu Hui's face.

That gaze was deep and gentle, enough to melt all the ice in the world.

Liu Hui's cheeks flushed slightly.

"By the way, AYan, once I'm out of my confinement month, let's go on a honeymoon."

She said in a low voice, with a hint of anticipation.

"I don't care much about a wedding or anything. Let's just find a nice restaurant as a family and treat Guang Ke and the others to a meal."

She knew Shen Yan was busy.

The company had just stepped into the field of Artificial Intelligence, and there were a thousand things to attend to.

She didn't want to distract him.

But she also really wanted to spend some intimate time with Shen Yan.

Shen Yan stroked her hair and nodded.

"Alright, we'll do whatever you want."