Born Noble

Peach Blossom Spring in Hangzhou.

A domestically produced electric vehicle quietly drove into the courtyard of Peach Blossom Spring.

This tram has some connection with Zhang Yang.

This is the first product of a certain entrepreneurial godfather in China after he devoted himself to the field of new energy electric vehicles. On the night of the launch event, Zhang Yang even made a special appearance to help out.

As for the car, it was a special edition gift given to Zhang Yang by the other party.

Its market value is around one million.

These days, what kind of luxury car dares to say it's worthy of Zhang Yang's status? Since all cars are the same, he can drive whatever he likes. It's not that the car is suiting him, but rather that he is suiting the car.

"Mr. Zhang is back!"

Inside the courtyard, one of the aunties suddenly shouted excitedly.

Then, all the staff in the courtyard immediately got to work.

Yes, Purple Garden No. 1 in Yinghai is no longer suitable for living. Although it is a villa area, it is actually very convenient for neighbors to visit each other, so it is no longer suitable for his parents, the world's richest man, to live there.

So, my parents came to live in Peach Blossom Spring in Hangzhou.

As for Grandpa Zhang... there were no outsiders around him, and the old man was good with his mouth, so not many people knew his identity.

Inside the main courtyard, a couple arrived upon hearing the news; it was Zhang Zhaohai and his wife.

"Our son is back!" Song Wenqin exclaimed excitedly. "Let me see, it's been so long since our family last saw each other... Hey? You're in your thirties, how come you look younger and younger?"

Her surprise was not unfounded.

Because Zhang Yang looks incredibly youthful right now, as if he's forever young, forever frozen at the age of eighteen.

"It's not just me, Mom and Dad, you too," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Song Wenqin couldn't stop smiling. In recent years, she had indeed felt younger than she should be at her age.

"Come in, come in quickly, let's have a good drink together today." Zhang Zhaohai excitedly rubbed his hands together. "You're such a busy person now, your mom and I can only see you on TV or on the news on our phones. By the way... how long are you staying this time?"

"This time?" Zhang Yang chuckled softly, "This time I'm back, I can stay as long as I want."

At noon, the family of three were reunited after a long separation.

Zhang Yang listened with a smile as his parents recounted the interesting stories they encountered during their round-the-world trip.

"It's strange, really. We did encounter some unusual situations on the road, but in the blink of an eye, oh my... the troublemakers were gone." Zhang Zhaohai said, his face full of doubt. "Isn't that strange?"

"Not surprising. If my own parents go on a round-the-world trip, how could I feel at ease if I didn't arrange for someone to go with them?" Zhang Yang chuckled.

"This..." The couple looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I should have thought of that sooner," Zhang Zhaohai said, clapping his hands. "Thinking about it now, it's true that I keep seeing a few faces. I was wondering if it was just a coincidence, but it turns out they're your people, son."

He only knew that they were security personnel hired by his son, but he had no idea that Zhang Yang's own Honey Badger Security already had tens of thousands of members, spread throughout Africa, and involved in conflicts and wars of all sizes.

As evening approached, a gentle breeze wafted through the vast courtyard.

Zhang Zhaohai squatted down and enthusiastically teased the koi in the pond, while Song Wenqin stood aside, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Logically speaking, the Zhang family is now incredibly wealthy, with a fortune as vast as the ocean, so they should have no worries. After all, while money isn't everything, it is in a certain sense.

But at this moment, Song Wenqin's face clearly showed some sorrow.

"Mom, is something on your mind?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile when he saw this.

"Sigh." Song Wenqin sighed softly, "I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Then it's time to talk about it," Zhang Yang said.

"You have no idea how worried your mother is!" Song Wenqin stamped her foot. "Tell me... tell me, are you going to have children or not? We won't talk about marriage, and I'm not forcing you, but you need to have a son or daughter to inherit the family business, right?"

"That makes sense," Zhang Yang, still smiling.

"Then... then you should take action!" Song Wenqin's eyes lit up immediately.

In the past, Zhang Yang would always answer her with excuses like "I'm not in a hurry," "I'm still young," and "I need to focus on my career." This was the first time he had given her a direct answer like today.

"Looks like Mom's really worried," Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

With a single sentence, Song Wenqin opened her mouth, then closed it again, simply nodding.

Zhang Zhaohai, who was squatting down, paused his feeding of the fish for a moment before throwing the fish food back in.

The couple gazed at the crescent moon and the ripples on the lake, remaining silent as they savored the tranquility of the moment.

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, and chuckled softly.

Yes, now that I've come out of retirement, it's time to return to my own life.

In terms of business... well, how big does it have to be to be considered big? It's become the world's number one company.

Just like an aircraft carrier, once it has set sail, you only need to control the overall direction and don't need to interfere too much in every little detail.

Every year, new technologies acquired are either reserved or digested at great expense, and a portion is occasionally put into civilian use. This will ensure that Zhang Yang's Cloud Sea Group always stays at the forefront of the times and always represents the direction of the future.

As for the child? Zhang Yang casually untied the restraints on his body.

From this point on, there were no further restrictions.

Of course, it's not about having children for the sake of having children; everything should be left to nature, with the main goal of being carefree and enjoying the hustle and bustle of life.

If you are pregnant, then give birth to the child.

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The next morning, Zhang Yang headed straight to Magic City.

In Lujiazui, on the Huangpu River, the name of the Vantone Bank Tower has long been removed, and now it is named after Cloud Sea Group. As for the entire building, all the residents are people from the group.

That small amount of rent was naturally negligible to Zhang Yang.

"I wish they were willing to sell that building." Zhang Yang stood on the Huangpu River, gazing at the Shanghai Tower in the distance, and muttered to himself.

He still needs a global headquarters.

The current headquarters of Vantone Bank Tower is merely a stopgap measure and is far from worthy of the numerous companies under his Cloud Sea Group.

That Shanghai Tower would be suitable.

As long as he's willing to sell, price isn't really a problem; tens of billions, he can ask for anything, he really doesn't care.

Leaving aside the various revenues his other companies bring him each year, just take the game Home as an example. Not long ago, its peak concurrent users worldwide just exceeded 50 million, and the actual number of players is over 100 million.

This means that at any given moment, at least tens of millions of people are spending money in the game, providing him with a continuous stream of cash flow.

Can you imagine this kind of horror?

Zhang Yang also demonstrated his talent as a capitalist by developing numerous paid features in the game, covering everything from food and daily necessities to entertainment, clothing, housing, and transportation—anything that exists in reality can also be found in the virtual world.

Everything that costs money in the real world, everything in the virtual world costs money too.

As for any minor criticisms, I responded with a single sentence.

This is the virtual world, where everything is close to reality.

Does a free lunch exist in real life? No. The same applies to games; there's no free lunch there either.

Given this, is there anyone in the world with a stronger cash flow than Zhang Yang? Even a moderately wealthy country, with all its resources combined, wouldn't be as rich as Zhang Yang. A mere few hundred billion is just small change to him.

It's a pity that the Shanghai Tower is not for sale, since it's not private property.

Zhang Yang wouldn't go to great lengths for a building.

So, we can just make do with the original Vantone Bank Tower for now, since it's one of the small landmarks in Lujiazui after all.

As for the future...

Zhang Yang thought of the Gangge Republic.

Although the Gangge Republic is impoverished now, what about the future? What about ten years, decades, or a hundred years from now?

His Cloud Sea Group could be fully developed and cultivated in the Gangge Republic, transforming that country into a nation belonging to his Cloud Sea Group, to Zhang Yang himself.

Perhaps in the future, he can build a true global headquarters there.

"To Lakeville Regency," Zhang Yang instructed as he got into the car.

A short while later, the pitch-black car headed straight for Lakeville Regency.

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Some time later, at the Magic City IFC Mall.

Bei Wei and Bei Jiajia walked side by side, followed by a large group of security guards, staff, and employees from various luxury stores who helped carry their belongings.

"Sister, every time you go out and shop like crazy, I know you must have something on your mind." Bei Jiajia smiled as she looked at Bei Wei's fair and youthful face, which looked like that of a young girl, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Her older sister is now much, much younger than her younger sister.

Could it be that money really can support people?

However, over the years, she has built a fairly large business and has taken her skincare routine to the extreme.

However, compared to Bei Wei's naturally beautiful face, she still falls far short. At least, that youthful vibe is something she can't match no matter how much she takes care of herself.

"You found out." Bei Wei shook her head and smiled.

"Is it still about that matter?" Bei Jiajia asked tentatively.

"To be honest, it's still about that matter." Bei Wei nodded, "Zhang Yang spent a lot of time with me since I came back this time, and I feel really bad about it... What have I done to deserve that Zhang Yang spends so much time on me?"

She knew perfectly well how precious Zhang Yang's time was, and she also knew that Zhang Yang alone was related to the fate of countless people.

To outsiders, it's utterly unbelievable that someone like that could stay by her side for so long.

"Since he's willing to spend time with you, he certainly won't neglect his duties. You don't need to feel bad about it," Bei Jiajia comforted softly. "Countless women around the world envy this kind of pampering."

Bei Wei nodded slightly, but after taking a few steps, her expression suddenly changed slightly.

"Jiajia... I..."

The next second, she couldn't help but lower her head and cover her mouth, seemingly feeling nauseous.

"What's wrong?" Bei Jiajia quickly came over to support her.

A large group of staff and security personnel immediately surrounded him.

"I don't know what happened, I suddenly feel nauseous and want to vomit." Bei Wei waved her hand and explained softly, "I don't think I've ever felt like this before."

"You..." Bei Jiajia stared wide-eyed at Bei Wei, unmoving. "Sister, you're not pregnant, are you?"

Bei Wei was also taken aback.

"Looking back, I should be getting my period by now, but I haven't this time..."

"My God... my God, little aunt, little aunt, slow down!" Bei Jiajia suddenly exclaimed and quickly stepped forward to help support Bei Wei.

Her heart was already in turmoil.

If it's true... if it's true... that would be simply...

This child is his child!

Once born, they are truly the chosen ones of heaven, of noble birth.

As far as she knew, Zhang Yang didn't seem to have any other children. Wouldn't that mean Bei Wei could enjoy all the love and attention?

Even if she, as the younger sister-in-law, only gets the slightest bit of benefit, it will be enough for her to enjoy for the rest of her life.

It's not that she's being materialistic; it's just the truth.

"Really? Really?" Bei Wei was clearly stunned by this sudden surprise and hadn't quite come to her senses yet.

The good news we've been waiting for has arrived so unexpectedly.

The staff members around them exchanged glances, all seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

One of them immediately made a phone call.

A short while later.

"Miss Bei, this way please. Mr. Zhang has given instructions."

Numerous security personnel escorted Bei Wei and her companions, and they left the IFC Mall immediately, then got into a car and headed straight for the Tan Palace.

Inside the Tan Palace, it was a scene of great adulation, with everyone surrounding the moon.

Bei Wei was being adored and basked in the spotlight, and for a moment, she was still a little overwhelmed.

"Relax, just think of it that way. They're protecting the young master," Bei Jiajia said with a smile.

Although Zhang Yang had previously suggested that Bei Wei move into the Tan Palace, she had been making excuses.

Unexpectedly, this time, she arrived here openly and legitimately, as the lady of the house, surrounded by so many people.

A medical team arrived shortly afterward.

Bei Wei obediently extended her finger so the nurse could draw blood for testing.

After an unknown amount of time, the group left.

Bei Jiajia sat down next to Bei Wei, looking at Bei Wei with an incredibly complicated expression. "It seems you're really pregnant this time."

"It's not certain yet, maybe... it's just wishful thinking," Bei Wei said softly. "What's meant to be will be, and what's not meant to be, you can't force."

"My intuition is usually very accurate, just you wait and see, I guarantee it will work." Bei Jiajia was extremely confident. "Why don't you think about it first, what name should you give the child? What's a name for a boy, and what's a name for a girl?"

"We'll have to wait for his dad."

"See? Deep down, you actually thought it would happen this time, right?" Bei Jiajia suddenly said with a smile.

Bei Wei didn't speak, but her eyes were filled with joy and anticipation.

Yes, does she not know?

But this time, she was indeed filled with a strong sense of excitement.

It was as if something had finally come down upon her.

Later that evening, while Bei Jiajia was talking to Bei Wei, the phone next to Bei Wei suddenly rang.

She glanced at it; it was Zhang Yang calling.

"There must be a result." Bei Wei nervously grabbed Bei Jiajia's sleeve.

As the moment approached, she, as an expectant mother, was naturally more nervous than anyone else.