Armor: I can only summon the general

Ever since the false accusation was exposed, Bei Miao knew he had no face to stay in City D, so he quickly left by plane and returned to California after several twists and turns.

Before leaving, Bei Miao specifically returned the armor summoner and chip to Meizhen, and only took away the phone card he used in China.

When Bei Miao returned to the manor in Los Santos and saw his family whom he hadn't seen for several months, he couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness as if he was in a different world. After all, he had experienced so many things in the past few months.

Although he suffered some setbacks, Bei Miao also gained a lot, such as letting go of his obsessions of many years and getting rid of the burden on his shoulders.

Now, Young Master Zhang is relieved and his life has briefly returned to normal.

The next day after returning home, Young Master Zhang washed off his tiredness and followed his father to deal with the affairs of the family company. Since then, he has been working diligently and will spend time with his parents and sister whenever he has time.

Father Zhang was also very happy. Over the years, he always felt that there was something between him and his adopted son. At first, he thought that it was because Bei Miao was already quite old when he was adopted, and he knew that there was no blood relationship between them, so there was a gap.

But since his son returned to his hometown, this sense of estrangement has disappeared. Father Zhang can clearly feel that his son's trust in his family is far greater than before.

Especially when the housekeeper picked up his son from the airport, his son got out of the car and looked at him with a tired face.

"Dad, I'm back."

When he thought of that scene, Zhang's father was both happy and distressed. He guessed that his son must have experienced a lot in his hometown. When he thought of some rumors within the company in the past, Zhang's father felt even more guilty.

Later, when he learned that his son had also founded a company in his hometown and was doing very well, Zhang's father took the opportunity to let his son return to the company and work directly with him.

This was not only a test of his son's ability, but also an announcement to the outside world that whether or not there was a blood relationship was not important, and his adopted son Bei Miao was his heir.

After spending less than a week of such a fulfilling and happy life, Young Master Zhang's happiness was interrupted again.

On this day, Bei Miao's sister Xiaoxi celebrated her birthday. This was the first big day Bei Miao had encountered since returning to Los Santos, so naturally he attached great importance to it.

For this day, Bei Miao's family made time and decided to hold a family dinner.

Bei Miao and his father put aside all their work and started to get busy in the morning. They first hired people to decorate the manor and Xiaoxi's bedroom, and then specially invited two chefs to prepare dinner.

Bei Miao was busy until the evening. He arranged everything that could be prepared. It was still early and Xiaoxi had not come back yet. He finally had time to go back to his room and rest.

But after sitting for a while, the housekeeper knocked on the door. Bei Miao subconsciously stood up, tidied his clothes, and then walked out of the room.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

"Master, Chairman Liu from Chinatown sent his brother to give a gift. Master wants you to come out and receive him."

"Uncle, I've told you several times, just call me by my name from now on. What era is this now? Don't be so old-fashioned."

"Oh! Blame me, blame me. I used to call you that. But after you came back, you suddenly asked me to change my way of addressing you. I haven't gotten used to it for a while."

While the two were asking and answering each other, their feet were not idle. The butler took Bei Miao to the gate of the manor.

Bei Miao saw that the route was a little wrong, so he asked in confusion: "Uncle, since he was sent by Uncle Liu, why didn't you take him to the living room and let him wait at the door?"

The butler explained calmly, "I invited them, but they insisted on waiting at the door, so I couldn't do anything about it."

As he was talking, Bei Miao had already seen two cars parked at the door. Several Asian faces were standing outside the cars, whispering to each other from time to time.

Bei Miao quickened his pace and walked towards the door. The leader of the other party also came forward, clasped his hands and spoke first.

"Mr. Zhang, it's been a long time since we last met. You are still as charming as ever."

Bei Miao quickly stepped forward and extended his hand, "Uncle Liu, I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. Please forgive me. Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea in such a cold weather?"

The other party shook hands with Bei Miao and said politely, "Mr. Zhang, you are too polite. Today is your family dinner, and the president specifically told me not to disturb you."

Then he turned to look at the person behind him and said, "Take the things down."

While the people behind were getting things, the leader continued to talk to Bei Miao.

"The president learned that today is your daughter's birthday, so he asked me to bring a few gifts. I heard that Master Zhang just came back from China, so I also prepared one for you. Here is also a letter written by the president himself. Please pass it to your father."

As he spoke, he took a bag from the person behind him. Inside the bag were several gift boxes, and a letter was lying flat on the top of the bag.

The envelope was made of very traditional kraft paper with a red rectangular frame on the front with the words "Personally written by my brother Zhentao" written vertically inside.

Bei Miao knew at first glance that it was written to his father, so he took it with a smile.

"Uncle Liu is very thoughtful. I will accept it on behalf of my sister. Please thank Uncle Liu for all of us. It's a great honor for you to come here. The banquet hasn't started yet. Please come in and have some tea and snacks."

Bei Miao made the invitation very politely. Although he didn't know whether the content of the letter was good or bad, the people in front of him came to give gifts, so of course he couldn't ignore them.

However, the other party did not accept Bei Miao's invitation.

"Mr. Zhang, you don't have to be polite. The things have been delivered. We won't bother you any more. Goodbye."

Before Bei Miao could try to persuade them to stay, several people had already got into the car. Bei Miao had no choice but to watch the two cars leave with the butler. He only went back with the gifts and letters after the cars were out of sight.

Bei Miao walked all the way to the garden with the things and found his adoptive father Zhang Zhentao in the pavilion.

"Dad, Uncle Liu sent someone to deliver a few things and a letter, and he said he must give it to you."

Bei Miao handed over the letter addressed to Zhang's father. Zhang's father took it casually but did not open it. He just put it aside.

"You've worked hard today. You haven't rested since morning. Come, sit down and rest for a while."

Father Zhang pulled Bei Miao to sit next to him, but he stood up and took the paper bag that Bei Miao was holding.

"Look, Boss Liu is the president of the Chamber of Commerce after all, and he even gave two gifts, how generous."

Father Zhang recognized at a glance that the small square box on the top was not for his daughter, but for his son.

"Come, open it and see what good things Lao Liu gave you."

Bei Miao took the gift box from Zhang's father with a smile, held it in his hand and prepared to open it.

"This small box can't hold much, maybe a watch..."

Before he could finish his words, Bei Miao opened the box and found that it was indeed a watch.

"It really is a watch... uh... Dad, what brand of watch is this? I have never seen it before."

Bei Miao felt very strange. There was no brand logo on this exquisite metal bracelet mechanical watch, and even the back had only some patterns.

"Humph! You're right you haven't seen it. This was made by Uncle Liu himself. Your Uncle Liu was a watchmaker by trade, and his skills haven't declined at all after all these years."