Chen Family Village, the Farmhouse Courtyard.
Compared with the turmoil outside, this place was so peaceful it seemed to exist in another time and space.
The afternoon sunlight filtered through the osmanthus tree's branches and leaves, scattering patches of light across the bluestone paving. A few birds of unknown species chirped in the branches. A gentle breeze drifted through, carrying an intoxicating floral fragrance.
Chen Lin lay on the old wicker recliner in the backyard, his eyes half closed as he enjoyed a rare quiet afternoon.
"Boss! Boss! This is bad... no, this is great!"
Su Mei came running in from the front yard, breathless. She had rushed so fast that her high heels clattered chaotically against the tiles, leaving no trace of her usual image as a decisive, commanding businesswoman.
"Those three... they really came! They're already at the village entrance!"
Su Mei braced her hands on her knees, her chest heaving and her voice trembling with excitement. "There's a whole crowd of reporters too. I don't know where they got wind of it, but their cameras are practically blocking the entire road into the village! The security team can barely hold them back!"
Without even lifting his eyelids, Chen Lin reached into the fruit bowl on the stone table beside him, picked out a translucent grape, and tossed it into his mouth.
"So they're here. What's there to panic about? It's not like aliens are invading Earth."
Chewing the grape, he said indistinctly, "Tell security to keep all the media outside. If anyone tries to force their way in, have Friday throw them out. As for those three bringing money... let them in. I'd like to see whether these big shots worth hundreds of billions really have three heads and six arms."
Seeing her boss remain so unshaken,