The little boy in the background image of Lin Ying's WeChat chat interface has a gentle face, well-defined features, with big, round, expressive eyes revealing a smile. Although he has double eyelids, near the nose bridge they are not obvious, but towards the eye corners they are very pronounced.
It gives the impression that his playful eye corners are tilted towards the eye tails, combined with his smiling eyes, almost as if saying, "Wow~ You look great!"
The boy's hair is relatively long, and exceptionally rare early greys, wearing a simple style women's hat, as if taken from Lin Ying's head, perched playfully on his own head.
In the photo, Sister Lin is smiling very happily, as if encountering something joyful, expressing it warmly.
And the little boy in the photo is very cute, it's predictable that when he grows up, he'll inevitably be a popular figure in school, discussed among girls during breaks.
It's just the hair color is a bit odd, making Ah Qing's attention inadvertently drawn past Lin Ying's screen and attracted by the little boy in the photo.
"My child... is it?"
Lin Ying's cheek slightly turned, looking at Ah Qing's curious profile, instinctively glanced at Master Fox lying on the armrest, showing a strange smile and said:
"Probably... could be? I'll introduce him to you when there's a chance in the future, then let the little one introduce himself sweetly calling you sister."
"Hmm... alright! I'll visit Sister Lin during the National Day when I return from school."
Lin Ying's ambiguous answer made Ah Qing show a puzzled expression, but hearing Sister Lin's seemingly intentional teasing tone, she didn't ask further, planning to reveal the mystery next time.
Ah Qing walked towards the sofa, getting ready to pick up the little fox and head out to meet her uncle at the crossroads.
But as she picked up the little fox, a thought seemed to flash in Ah Qing's mind, showing a slight pause.
Right!
Today's visit to Sister Lin was to say thanks and have her take back the private jet.
Distracted by the little fox talk, almost forgetting the serious stuff altogether.
Ah Qing picked up the little fox, embarrassedly looked at Lin Ying ready to see her off said:
"Just now focused on talking about the little fox, almost forgot the most important thing."
"Important thing?" Lin Ying asked with slight confusion.
"Hmm... it's about the private jet, that's just too valuable, I..."
"Picked it up," Lin Ying walking ahead, said unexpectedly to Ah Qing.
"Hmm?" Ah Qing froze, slowly sending Lin Ying a questioning look.
"French manufacturing companies have an unspeakable rule, which is giving kickbacks, this jet costs a billion, they'll give the purchasing manager a twenty percent kickback."
Lin Ying said nonchalantly, "The private jet I gave the little fox is a French one, years ago for my birthday, my cousin forced it on me."
"The jet sold for two hundred and seventy million US dollars, among which two hundred million was the price difference, pocketed by my cousin as kickbacks."
"??? "
Lin Ying's tone was flat, as if saying a common thing, while after hearing it, Ah Qing and Ansheng slowly sent a series of question marks.
Rich heirs' kickback tactics go beyond expensive items like jets, there's also the insurance industry, considered an incredibly bonkers realm.
Selling insurance can earn commissions.
Commissions range from a dozen to thirty percent, assuming a bonus-type insurance worth ten million, that selling agent could pocket at least two to three million in cash.
Or typing up with their own company, negotiating with insurance under the company flag, saying that they'll handle the employees' supplemental medical insurance for a percentage of commissions, and there's quite a lot alike.
The insurance industry is one channel for rich heirs to monetize their network finance.
"Feel free to use it! That jet, for me, is like picking up a freebie, a cute little guy like the little fox on a plane can be tricky, and using pet channels is a hassle."
"It's too high-profile for me, doesn't fit our company's low-key practical image."
Lin Ying escorted Ah Qing to the villa entrance, showed a smile, and patted the little fox's round cheeks.
"I..."
"Alright, go handle your stuff first?"
Lin Ying waved her hand, turned around walking back indoors.
Upon leaving the villa gate, Ah Qing holding the little fox with a hint of confusion said:
"Xiaolan..."
"Do you think Sister Lin might not know that domestic airports can now handle pets flying together? Pet boarding just needs application, no need for old-style pet cargo anymore."
The little fox thought about it, then commented, "We're saying... is there a possibility that Sister Lin Fu hasn't ever needed to buy a ticket herself since birth."
"Our question is too poor to touch upon Lin Ying's knowledge blind spot."
With Ansheng's understanding of Lin Ying, it's possible she never bought a flight ticket, let alone things like pet flight services, a first-class ticket can already solve ninety percent of the issue.
Combined with her airline membership level, the remaining ten percent won't be a problem.
Lin Ying's cousin in France sent her a jet to eat kickbacks as a birthday gift.
Suddenly a bold idea popped in Ansheng's mind.
Which is...
Based on the kickback theory, Sister Lin's private jets probably can string together into a train, right?
No wonder sitting with Lin Ying on the plane before, those airline staff were so enthusiastic, ignoring entirely the pet boarding issue.
Don't mention if a pet messes on the plane.
Even if a pet dismantles the plane, Lin Ying has the ability to call in a large airliner to seamlessly replace the dismantled plane, ensuring passengers fly directly to their destination.
And after Ansheng and Ah Qing left, Lin Ying returned inside the villa, heading toward the sofa intending to sit down and calm her emotions before heading up for work.
But Lin Bingyun standing at the kitchen window suddenly spoke to Lin Ying:
"Miss Lin... Do you want to hear a fox joke?"
"Hmm?" Lin Ying was puzzled, not grasping Lin Bingyun's words.
The housekeeper Lin didn't utter a word, merely stepping away from the windowsill with an odd smile, inviting Lin Ying to the window to view the garden scene.
Lin Ying stepped forward gazing out at the garden scenery.
Only to see, the black chest cockroach stood upright on the garden stone path, pointing at the fox's plastic toy, posture askew like a delinquent, buzzing with wing vibrations.
In the garden, the tea tree shook with laughter, while the fluttering moths, two grounded large bats, and the black king cobra in the grass all emitted degrees of laughter.
Lin Ying glanced curiously at Lin Bingyun, somewhat puzzled by the garden scene.
"When you went out to send Master Fox off, the black chest cockroach mimicked Master Fox's process of fiercely beating that humanoid mammoth at school."
Lin Bingyun chuckled, "Turns out Master Fox can temporarily endure high-temperature erosion, smashing land within hundreds of meters into a bumpy surface..."
"Perhaps Miss Ah Qing's remarks about sensitivity and poor constitution inspired the black chest cockroach, letting it spin some jokes about Master Fox."
"Pfft..."
Seeing the like-a-delinquent black chest cockroach, eyes askew with a tilted neck, pointing at the fox toy, like a paralysis case walking in circles, Lin Ying couldn't help but laugh.
Though language is not coherent.
But she could imagine what it was about.
[Master Fox is strong? Come on, one punch and I can knock out that sensitive, poor constitution Master Fox!]
Then... it struck a skewed eye and mouth posture, neck crooked like a paralysis, spinning on the spot.
That stance... was clearly just knocked by Master Fox.