Seeing this, Luofeng immediately recalled the last Mid-Autumn Festival. The System had also asked me to do something meaningful then, hadn’t it? The reward from last time, if I remember correctly, was a 6002G Patek Philippe "King of Watches"? And it made me a global VIP customer of Patek Philippe? What’s the holiday reward this time? Logically speaking, Chinese New Year is definitely more boisterous than the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the rewards should also be more substantial, right? But what meaningful thing could I choose to do this time? Should I visit a welfare institution again?
"Son, what are you daydreaming about?"
At this moment, his mother had already served the glutinous rice balls.
"Ah?" Luofeng came back to his senses.
"Son, what are you thinking about?" Luo Lin asked casually.
"I was wondering if this year, our family is going to do the same as in previous years, with a bunch of relatives who couldn’t be further apart coming over to celebrate New Year’s? Most of them bringing New Year goods, and then you guys decide how to deal with them based on how close we are?"
Luo Lin said, "Isn’t it the same every year?"
"This year there are even more people," his mother said.
True enough. This year I landed such a big project. It was to be expected.
"I don’t feel like staying at home for New Year’s today. I don’t have much to do anyway. I plan to do something meaningful," Luofeng said.
"What do you plan to do?" Luo Lin asked.
"I’m not sure yet, but it should be very meaningful. By the way, Dad, does your company have any interns?" Luofeng asked.
"A few drafters!"
"Locals?"
"It seems like six of them are locals. What are you up to?" Luo Lin asked curiously.
"Just asking for now. If necessary, we could have them come over for some overtime, with triple overtime pay!" Luofeng declared.
"Okay!" Luo Lin nodded.
Neither Luofeng nor Luo Lin considered the possibility that the interns might not come. If they didn’t, well, then they simply wouldn’t be needed.
"Right, Dad, I might need to use the company’s name to do something meaningful."
"Does Jia Mei Company need to provide funds?" Luo Lin asked.
"No need, I have enough funds on my side. I just prefer to stay out of the limelight. When the time comes, I’ll push it all onto Jia Mei Company!" Luofeng said.
"Don’t mess around, boy," Luo Lin said. "By the way, I’ll send you Uncle Tang Yong’s WeChat. If there’s anything you need, you can ask him for help!"
"Tang Yong?" Luofeng echoed.
"Yes, Old Tang has now taken over Uncle Lin’s work. Isn’t Old Lin helping you out with that gold mine in the Rainbow Region?" Luo Lin complained. "The moment Lin Hongbing left, I’ve had far too much to deal with!"
Luofeng laughed, "Dad, that just means you’re very capable, so you get more work!"
"Enough of your nonsense!" Luo Lin rolled his eyes.
In fact, facing such a money-making son, Luo Lin sometimes didn’t feel much of a sense of achievement. So now that his son was flattering him, he actually felt quite comfortable.
Luofeng quickly ate the glutinous rice balls and then messaged Lin Xiaoyun.
"Are you asleep yet, Devil Cloud?"
"I’m accompanying my elders watching the New Year’s Eve gala. Is there something you need, Brother Feng?"
"Do we have any contacts in the environmental protection department here in Shanghai?"
"Sure do! Is your family’s construction company having environmental issues?"
"No, our family’s Jia Mei Company would never harm the environment. I need to find someone from this department for a personal matter. Can you arrange a meeting for me with someone suitable?"
"No problem, Brother Feng, I’ll contact them right away!"
"Let’s do it tomorrow, Xiaoyun. It’s late, and it’s New Year’s Eve. Let’s not trouble people now!"
"Alright, you call the shots!"
After sorting out that matter, Luofeng checked WeChat. Messages that didn’t need his attention were swiftly swiped left and deleted. Then, he replied to Duanmu Yunji, Qin Rubing, Little Fairy, Bai Ningbing, and the Shangguan Sisters, among others. He also responded to Bai Lu’s message.
Bai Ningbing sent a message with an image: "Feeling wronged! My mom only gave me a one yuan red envelope!"
Luofeng opened it; indeed, it was one yuan. Not bad. This was obviously from her real mom.
Seeing Tangya’s handiwork, Luofeng immediately sent Bai Ningbing a red envelope in return.
She opened it right away and found it was also one yuan.
"Hmmph," Bai Ningbing huffed coquettishly, her cheeks flushing. Luofeng was moving way too fast! She knew what he meant. Last time, he’d almost succeeded. But things like that were so embarrassing... Still, Luofeng’s transfers did make her very happy.
Considering Bai Ningbing’s family situation, she probably didn’t need to visit relatives, right? The Bai family relatives weren’t an issue because of the divorce. And the Tang Family? I’ve seen enough of them; what a bunch of clowns!
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