Quenching

"Qingqing, all lawsuits against the Wanli family must be dropped, compensation must be paid, and apologies must be issued. Do exactly what the Wanli family tells you to do."

"Qiqi, the research project..."

“Rui Rui, charity…”

Wanli Fuguang nodded, and the people from Wanli Family Group left one after another.

Wanli Fuguang continued to give instructions.

"Master Butler, what are the approximate living expenses at home?"

"The total cost of food, clothing and daily necessities averages around 30 billion yuan per month."

“From today onwards, Jin Xixing will not give you a single penny, but he will give you the power to take and sell any public property of the Wanli family at will, and to tell the auction house frankly that the items belong to the Wanli family. Whatever amount you make in a month, that's what we will eat, drink, and use.”

"This one……"

"Don't worry, I've already explained it to the people on the third floor, and they all agree."

"Okay, okay."

Jin Xixing opened the door and saw the head steward out of the study. Yunyun, Tiantian, Qingqing and others gathered around, curiously asking Jin Xixing questions.

"What happened to the Wanli family? Why did they do this? Is it because of Little Green Bean?"

"Hehe, you are all people who are willing to share weal and woe with the Wanli family. As for the others, they can leave if they want. However, since they have fought and made sacrifices for the Wanli family, they must be paid well and cannot be treated unfairly for working for the Wanli family."

The group nodded silently and left. Jin Xixing pushed open the door to Wanli Fuguang's study.

"Cousin, why are we selling things? Are we out of money?"

Gu Yingren, standing to the side, glanced at Xing Songfeng and raised his eyebrows slightly. Ji Ling'en, standing beside him, carefully examined Xing Songfeng from head to toe.

"Impossible! How could our family be short of money? Our family vault and..."

Before Xing Songfeng could finish speaking, a bright red handprint landed on his face. Qi Wanyun withdrew her hand, and then Wu Haofeng's fierce gaze was etched into Xing Songfeng's aggrieved eyes.

Xing Songfeng quickly covered his mouth and shook his head.

Wanli Fuguang looked serious as he glanced at the people left in the study.

“You’ve all seen Wei Shengziqing’s tricks. I’m now going all out to deal with him. All of you, be on your guard. Qi Wanyun, this is Ji Ling’en. He brought people here who specialize in making money. You can ask him if you have any questions about your work. These are the people Ji Ling’en brought.”

"Understood, cousin."

Qi Wanyun pushed open the door and went out, and Wanli Fuguang introduced the Ancient Shadow Blade to Wu Haofeng.

"Gu Yingren will take over the position of Feng Jianmu."

The wind gently parted my fingers as I walked along the pine tree, curiously asking about the distant, radiant light.

"Where is Arisaema?"

Wanli Fuguang glanced at Wu Haofeng and sighed deeply.

"Keep an eye on him."

Wu Haofeng nodded and dragged Xing Songfeng away from Wanli Fuguang's study.

"Ji Ling'en, what do you plan to do?"

"In addition to making substantial investments, we also plan to quickly seize emerging industries and be among the first to enter the market."

"Jin Xixing has some valuable projects and outstanding talents that you can utilize."

“I think we can have a competition, with one part being the projects held by Jin Xixing and the other part being the projects I’ve discovered, intentionally pitting the two groups against each other. Of course, regardless of whether either side wins or loses, the final revenue will all go to Wanli’s family.”

"How could someone from Jinxihang possibly defeat you?"

"Hehe, not necessarily. I've always felt inferior in both aquaculture and animal husbandry."

"Okay, you go and do it?"

Only Wanli Fuguang and Jin Xixing remained in the study. Jin Xixing asked casually.

"We just bought a hundred tons of mung beans, and the quality is much better than what's in the warehouse?"

"If the quality is so good, why don't you buy more?"

"I won't buy because the warehouse is full."

Where is Huang Qiaqia?

"The gardener just finished watering the flowers."

"Hehe, the white strawberries used for plating were picked and eaten by her with her cheeks puffed out."

“Try it…”

Huang Qiaqia picked a white grape and handed it to Wanli Fuguang. Wanli Fuguang pressed his teeth together slightly, and instantly, his facial features scrunched up.

Huang Qiaqia shook his head, turned around, shouldered the ladder, and strode forward to continue searching for other delicious fruits.

"Haha, Blackberry, you're here!"

Wanli Fuguang stared at the blackberry in his hand, a fine layer of sweat unconsciously creeping onto the tip of his nose.

Suddenly, a cheerful child's voice rang out from not far away.

"Young Master, our 10,000-ton behemoth has a load-bearing capacity four times that of the world's largest, and it is also leading in speed and safety performance."

Wanli Fuguang quickly dropped the blackberry, put his hands on the panting boy, and smiled.

"Great."

Huang Qiaqia, standing at the top of the ladder, gradually froze with a smile. Jin Xixing asked softly.

"Huang Qiaqia, what's wrong?"

"Isn't the best thing the country's? How can it be the Wanli family's?"

Several engineers looked at Huang Qiaqia with surprise. Huang Qiaqia looked down at Wanli Fuguang, who reached out and patted the boy's head, smiling and comforting him.

"How about we build one even bigger than this?"

The boy paused for a moment, then immediately nodded happily and promised.

"Me and the other engineers will build it even better next time."

Watching Wanli Fuguang's retreating figure, the leader of the engineers quietly sought Jin Xixing's opinion.

"We've heard about Wanli's family's financial situation."

"Hehe, don't worry. If you don't have enough money, just come to me. But everyone, take a break for a while and build another ship once you've adjusted your mindset."

The boy tilted his head back and solemnly pledged his commitment to Jin Xixing.

"This time it will definitely be better than the last time."

Jin Xixing nodded and patted the boy's head.

"Then I'll leave it to you?"

******

The head steward looked at the antiques and paintings on the first floor, which had been sold off one by one, and felt a headache coming on. He sighed and led the servants behind him up to the second floor. Before he could even stand still, a burst of indignant shouts filled his ears.

"It didn't work last night, and it still doesn't work during the day today. You might as well just change your name."

Xing Songfeng stepped out of the room, panting, and with a sudden movement, kicked over the trash can at his feet. The head butler rushed over, picked up the trash can, and examined it from left to right, checking for any damage.

Qi Wanyun shoved Xing Songfeng aside and said angrily.

"Don't bother me with all this coming; I'm not in the mood."

"If you're not in the mood, you won't agree. But when you come to me, I won't be in the mood either."

"you dare."

"See if I dare."

Xing Songfeng walked forward without looking back. Qi Wanyun, panting heavily, looked around, grabbed a bright bouquet of flowers from the wall, and stared at Xing Songfeng's back.

The head butler, quick-witted and agile, blurted out the answer.

"Don't move."

Qi Wanyun froze, her hand still raised in mid-air, staring blankly at the head butler.

"Second Young Madam, Madam complained this morning that no one was going to play ice hockey with her. I think she should be in her room by now!"

As the head housekeeper spoke, he carefully took the five-figure bouquet from Qi Wanyun's hand.

"Auntie."

Qi Wanyun burst into tears and ran to the third floor.