The soundproof door of the sunroom opened after the meeting ended, and Feng Wenyu politely declined Lin Ying's invitation to dinner, leaving Lin Ying's villa together with Jin Wanlin without any delay.
The matters were already discussed, and some preparations and arrangements needed to be put on the agenda.
After the people from the Security Bureau left, Lin Ying turned her gaze towards Lin Zhe, who was sitting on the sofa.
The greenish-blue veins spread from under Lin Zhe's clothes to his skin, as Lin Qi took control of the body again.
"What they need is me being patriotic, so I can talk about it,"
"It's not just about me being able to talk, I can be patriotic too..." Grandmaster Lin said with a smile, using a line from a movie to succinctly convey the purpose of the Security Bureau's visit to Lin Ying:
"You were born late and studied abroad, so you might not be familiar with some things. The business environment in Xia Country was not as open as it is today. And the reputation and industries involved by the Lin family in the past were extremely sensitive..."
Grandmaster Lin spoke with a cheerful face, recounting the relationship between Lin Ying's grandfather and the Security Bureau.
When the Lin family returned, they were doing shipping. In those times, without some manpower under their command, how could they manage sea and land transport? Leaving home without carrying some American weapons would be a loss of face.
Or rather, going out without taking down some road blockers was necessary to uphold the reputation of one's logistics company.
Doing transportation well meant being good at transport, but not doing it well would mean being nationally known as roaming bandits. Plus, the overseas reputation of the Lin family was somewhat exaggerated, despite having contributed a lot of material support under the name of patriotic merchants, the reputation still preceded them.
"Run them over directly?" Ansheng said in astonishment.
"Not exactly. The engine power was a bit weak back then, and the speed couldn't be picked up while carrying goods. Usually, the co-driver would fire a couple of rounds before driving over," Lin Qi paused as if reminiscing, and spoke.
"If I remember correctly, the profits from the freight business at that time were not as good as those from taking down bandits and road blockers. Defeating a gang would yield bonuses of several thousands, and the redder the truck head, the more prosperous the business..."
"......"
Lin Ying's eyelids twitched, obviously not very familiar with the glorious history of the Lin Group Holding Company.
Was it the late seventies or the eighties?
In any case, the logistics business of the Lin Group Holding Company transformed in the nineties, engaging in the textile industry, and around the millennium, ventured into financial investment.
"Hmm?"
While Lin Qi was telling the story, Lin Bingyun's phone vibrated slightly, and the WeChat message appeared on the screen.
Lin Bingyun glanced at it, stunned, squatting down with a puzzled face, and asked Master Fu Fox:
"Master Fu Fox..... did you order a steamroller? Lin Hao asked where to deliver it, they've already scraped off the serial numbers from the chassis and engine."
"Huh? It got here so fast?" Ansheng's little fox face showed astonishment, with some disbelief.
It was mentioned in the afternoon, and it arrived in the evening? What divine speed is this?
"Hmm?"
Lin Qi and Lin Ying both had slightly odd expressions on their cheeks, looking at that bundle of white fluff.
Steamroller.
White Fox's hit list.
Indeed, when it comes to holding grudges, foxes never disappoint.
......
Master Fu Fox sat in Lin Ying's arms, listening to Grandmaster Lin recount the old stories, had a meal, and once confirmed there were no activities in the evening, prepared to go home.
As for the Gravity Tenderizing Hammer Pro and the recently arrived steamroller, they were to be placed at Lin Ying's home for the time being.
Even though the Gravity Hammer was made of special materials, it only had one secret to keep.
The existence and address of the manufacturer must not be disclosed.
"Lai Foo is truly happy!"
Ansheng, in a few brisk steps, jumped onto his own wall and saw Lai Foo lying on the ground with his belly up in the adjacent courtyard, enjoying the little owner's caress.
Two girls and a child petted the dog, filling the courtyard with laughter and cheer.
Ever since Lai Foo was forced to lose his bells, Ansheng hadn't seen him this happy in a long time.
Probably with the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, the young owners who went out to work have all returned, and the family reunion atmosphere dispelled the shadow of Lai Foo losing his bells...
Ansheng glanced over but didn't disturb the harmonious atmosphere in Lai Foo's family and leaped into his own courtyard, walking home with a joyful full-furred face.
"Whoa! It's a freaking whale!"
As Ansheng approached the house door, a series of exclaimed voices from the TV inside passed into his ears. Ansheng poked his head inside with a peculiar expression, looking towards the living room.
Ah Qing's face was all red, slightly embarrassed as she sat on the living room sofa.
On the TV, the top-rated video on the video streaming site was being screened.
Ah Qing wielding rebar, confronting an Orca.
Ah Qing's parents, uncle, aunt, and three kids were all watching the content on TV, then looked at Ah Qing with a bit of amazement.
Yu Zhenghong, full of pride, patted his rebar fishing rod, bragging to Ah Qing's uncle that Ah Qing's rebar fishing method was taught by him.
Chen Peipei rolled her eyes but didn't puncture her husband's boasting.
And an Arctic Fox, bearing about seventy percent resemblance to Master Fu Fox, was crouched under the long table, intently watching the television, admiring Master Fu Fox's heroic presence.
"Ah! The little fox is back!"
When Ansheng peered inside, Ah Qing seemed to notice, her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed towards the windowsill:
"Xiaolan, why are you back so late! I bet you're starving and want to eat!"
While her mouth voiced reprimands, Ah Qing quickly stood up from the sofa, seemingly escaping, and walked briskly to the outside.
"I'm not hungry! I just had three French lamb chops, half a pig rib, and gulped down two bowls of seafood zucchini soup and a glass of iced cola." Ansheng joyfully told Ah Qing.
"What? You said you wanted the lime-flavored iced cola from Auntie Huang's store?"
As soon as Ah Qing heard this, she quickened her steps, pinched the little fox's muzzle, picked up the little fox, and hastily retreated, not giving her parents a chance to call her back.
Only after escaping from home did Ah Qing reveal a look of relief and began to complain:
"Wow... that was so awkward."
"The whole family sitting in rows, watching my live stream, with young cousins all focusing on me... it was really uncomfortable."
Being on the hot list of multiple video platforms was absolutely something to be happy about, and the increasing number of fans due to video playback was also something joyful.
But having the whole family surrounding you, accompanying you to watch the hot list video and counting the rising fan numbers, was absolutely not something to rejoice at.
During the little fox's outing, Ah Qing's toes were about to scratch through her slippers, drafting a three-bedroom, one-living room construction drawing on the home floor.
"What's wrong with watching the video! I actually find it really interesting!" Ansheng lay on Ah Qing's shoulder, giggling.
"It's not bad, just makes my cheeks feel really red...."
Ah Qing, wearing slippers, walked towards the village store, intending to buy an iced cola for the little fox, and began to recount her recent awkward experience and emotional journey.
As she passed by Lai Foo's house, Ah Qing noticed two women in the courtyard, raised her hand, and greeted a woman with a big build:
"Xiaoweige, long time no see! Is that your little Tongtong? What a cute little one."
"It hasn't been that long, has it? I just didn't come back during Chinese New Year last year and this year." The woman, called Xiaoweige by Ah Qing, laughed and patted the child next to her on the shoulder: "She's your Aunt Qingqing, quickly greet her."
"Hmm!? Oh... you're the 'build and then attract business' Old Lin mentioned?" Ansheng widened his eyes at the two big ones and a small one in Lai Foo's courtyard.
"Your family's feng shui..."
"Surely has some sayings, huh!"