"The ultimate goal, reserve three hundred tons of gold...."
Ansheng, who promised Lin Ying to keep the secret, looked at the massive mechanical structure with a dazed expression in his eyes, three hundred tons of gold...
Currently, on Blue Star, a gram of gold is three hundred yuan, one jin of gold is equivalent to one hundred fifty thousand Xia currency.
Seeing this water clock, Ansheng suddenly realized why Lin Ying once said that the Lin family in Xia Country belonged to the Lin Clan's piggy bank.
No kidding, the Lin Clan invests in Barat, then smuggles gold into Xia Country, plus funds brought in under the guise of foundations or investments.
No matter how bad Ansheng was at math, he could realize that the Lin family in Xia Country might have three billion US dollars in their hands.
Although these funds have already been turned into investments, scattered throughout Xia Country, Lin Ying's main investment targets are all technology companies with an industrial base.
Even if the companies went bankrupt, they could still recoup by selling land and factories.
"Lin Ying!"
"Hmm?"
"After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll return to Chang'an City and immediately apply to the Security Bureau for a visit in prison. I want to give that jellyfish from the Meredici Family two hard slaps!" Master Fox clenched his little paws, fire burning in his eyes.
"The Meredici Family won't have a good end! They even tricked us simple folks of Xia Country!"
"The Meredici Family..."
Lin Ying thought for a moment, patted Master Fox's back and said, "Ignore them. Although they interrupted our gold reserve process, they seemed to serve some purpose for Grandmaster Lin....."
"It's been too long. Back then, I was in charge of the investment department and didn't pay much attention to this matter."
Lin Ying carried Master Fox, strolling and familiarizing themselves with the basement, introducing some of the collections.
Master Fox, who was all white when entering, left covered in gold and silver.
Lin Ying pushed a ladder, climbed to about four meters of the water clock, and took out a small golden statue from a platform resembling a high tower. The face on the statue was actually Lin Ying.
On the tall golden platform, the statues present were all key figures of the Lin family in Xia Country, with statues of Lin Ying's father and grandfather also placed on the platform.
Lin Ying took the statue, didn't say anything, just handed it to Lin Bingyun.
Lin Bingyun understood, took out her phone, took a picture of Lin Ying and Master Fox on her shoulder, and sent it to the Lin Clan's dedicated sculptor in Xia Country.
It was indeed Mid-Autumn Festival time for family reunion.
Yet, they hadn't added Master Fox to the family genealogy—seemed somewhat inappropriate in any view.
"Um... Lin Ying, is your grandfather's statue also on that platform? Can you bring it to me tomorrow? Just right, Master Fox's small hands can grip your grandfather's golden statue to hit a few elders down to the kids."
"This way, your grandfather in the heavens might find some comfort?" Ansheng thought and said:
"After all... right after he left, such things happened with the Lin Group, truly terrible!"
"Alright! I'll bring my father's as well." Lin Ying nodded gently, agreeing.
Everyone was busy in Lin Manor, during which a dozen or so individuals with similar appearances to Lin Bingyun came into the manor to hand over for the banquet with Lin Bingyun.
They were housekeepers for other Lin family higher-ups.
The Mid-Autumn banquet tomorrow, Grandmaster Lin would use a video link to announce the new clan leader. The Lin family's top-tier members could not ignore this.
Lin Ying glanced around indifferently and ignored them, calling Lin Shu to prepare the car to send Master Fox home.
Lin Ying held Master Fox in her arms as they got in the car, leaving Lin Zhe in the manor for the night.
"Master Fox..."
As they neared Changxi Town, Lin Ying looked at Ansheng sitting beside her in an airline seat, happily sipping a cola.
"The banquet starts at six-thirty tomorrow evening, with everyone expected to be in place by eight according to regular arrangement. Tomorrow... can you reveal your human form and appear with me at the banquet?"
Lin Ying asked Master Fox.
"Reveal my human form? Um..... should be fine." Ansheng thought for a moment and said.
Transforming into a human form was not difficult for Ansheng. He had gained the ability to transform when he ascended to become a Six-tailed Fox, moving closer to the form known as the "Primordial Gene" in Dragon People's mouths.
But.
Ansheng generally wouldn't reveal his human form.
Being a fox was exceedingly comfortable: he could be fed by Ah Qing when eating, snuggle after meals, and Ah Qing even covered him up for sleeping at night.
When he got tired from walking, there was Ah Qing to carry him, or Lin Ying to hold him.
However, if he turned human, he'd have to walk on his own, use chopsticks to eat, even wash using shower gel himself.
In comparison, Ansheng preferred not to manifest his human form unless necessary.
Besides...
If he revealed his human form, Ansheng worried that he might not even reach the bed before Ah Qing might kick him out and call the police, terrified.
Counting on himself to transform, better to count on Ah Qing to change.
"Then.... I will wait for you at home tomorrow," Lin Ying said to Master Fox with a bright smile.
"Hmm! I'll try to gather a few more people and wreck those disobedient ones in your house for you."
The business car entering town from the village's end first arrived at Master Fox's house. Ansheng responded, nudged Lin Ying's cheek with his mouth, smilingly wished her good night, and then got out of the car to head home.
"Let's go back!" Lin Ying lightly smiled, touching her cheek, and said to Lin Shu.
"Yes." Lin Shu drove forward.
......
"Hmm!?"
Master Fox went home through the front gate. He had just pushed the big iron door open when Lao Deng, who was drinking tea and browsing videos in the courtyard, suddenly widened his eyes.
Master Fox was adorned in gold and silver, with a fluffy large tail still carrying a gold cup encrusted with gems.
"Hmm? What are you staring at? Never seen a Master Fox running wild and coming back home to sleep?"
The little fox looked oddly, glanced at Lao Deng, and directly walked to Ah Qing's room.
"Brother..."
Yu Jingwen looked completely stunned, turned to Yu Zhenghong, and asked: "The little fox..... covered in gold and silver?"
"As I see it....."
Under the gazes of his younger brother and sister, Lao Deng said with utmost calm: "Definitely 999 pure gold, Master Fox wouldn't bring fake stuff home."
"Is that the point now?" Ah Qing's third uncle, Yu Zhengwen, said exasperated: "Our family's master was bullied in the village, and came back covered in things!"
"Short-sighted idea!"
Lao Deng spoke with disdain: "If you don't have some skills, how can you be called a master!"
"Who understands the master better, you or me? You shouldn't meddle in Master Fox's affairs."
With utter disbelief on their faces, Yu Zhengwen and Yu Jingwen found their older brother's circular logic indubitably credible once again.
Master Fox becomes a master due to his efficacy.
"Get lost!"
Chen Peipei elbowed Lao Deng in the chest, rolled her eyes, stood up from the chair, and as she moved towards the self-built old house, she said: "Those things, quite clearly from next door, yet you don't go ask Ah Qing about what actually happened..."
"What? Did Sister Lin press you down again, and even hang you with bells to jingle-jangle?"
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ah Qing, who was sharing pictures with Momo and others about the Mid-Autumn Festival atmosphere, looked in disbelief at the little fox that came in laden with packages.
"You're talking nonsense! If needed, I'll jab two shots of Spirit Particle Potion in your buttocks to upgrade the translation system in your brain...."
The little fox rolled his eyes and said: "Sister Lin Fu mentioned that there aren't good things at home, so she let some of An's local specialties go home as Mid-Autumn Festival gifts."
"It's you that's draped in bells, jingling away!"
In a certain sense, gold is indeed the local specialty of Lin Manor.
Plentiful, from the ground, local specialty.