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At dawn, the sky began to lighten with the pale glow of a fish's belly.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning seems to have gone through countless hardships to pierce through layers of clouds and pour golden light onto the vast earth.

Just as dawn was breaking, a lively and bustling scene was unfolding at the entrance of the enormous parking lot in Wujia Village, which resembled the lair of a giant underground beast—it was the busiest and noisiest time of the day!

One after another, luxury cars that would normally cause severe traffic jams on the road and are considered top-of-the-line luxury vehicles were seen driving into the dark, deep, and seemingly endless underground tunnel in an orderly and efficient manner, like a swarm of diligent bees returning to their hive.

Among them are the luxurious Rolls-Royce, the elegant Bentley, the high-speed Ferrari, and the cool and flamboyant Lamborghini;

There are also the exorbitantly priced Bugatti and the Koenigsegg, renowned for its ultimate performance, and so on... There are countless such luxury cars, all of which are things that ordinary people dream of but cannot afford.

But at this moment, they are everywhere in this small parking lot.

Even worse, some people, unable to find their ideal parking space, are forced to park in cramped and narrow passageways.

Looking around, the entire huge parking lot is as spectacular and dazzling as a world-class super luxury car show that is unparalleled in the world!

"Hey, isn't this Qihua? You've done well this year, even got a Cullinan?"

A young man wearing a Versace printed jacket and with his hair dyed granny gray jumped out of a fluorescent green Lamborghini Aventador.

He saw Wu Qihua getting out of a black Cullinan.

"Zhang Yang, you're still so high-profile." Wu Qihua looked at him and shook his head helplessly.

This young man named Zhang Yang was a notorious playboy in Wujia Village.

But he was not a good-for-nothing like Wang Hao, who was ignorant and incompetent.

Although he acts flamboyantly, he has an extremely keen business sense and ruthless methods.

Wu Jiacun's entire layout in the fashion and entertainment industry was almost entirely orchestrated by him.

Being bold when you should be bold is also a form of self-confidence.

"Hehe, that's called personality." Zhang Yang tossed his hair smugly. "By the way, Qihua, have you heard? Jingxing actually brought back that girl he was dating abroad this time."

"Jingxing is back?" Wu Qihua asked, somewhat surprised.

"That's right." Zhang Yang curled his lip. "They arrived last night. I heard they wanted the young master's approval for their marriage."

"I doubt it." He shook his head with a smug look. "Do you think it's so easy to be a wife in Wu Family Village? Especially for an ordinary girl with no connections."

Upon hearing this, Wu Qihua frowned.

"Zhang Yang, don't put it so harshly," he said in a deep voice. "Jing Xing isn't the kind of person who lacks discretion. The fact that he dared to bring her back shows that he's serious about that girl."

"Moreover, we cannot presume to know what the young master is thinking."

Mentioning "Young Master," Zhang Yang's originally carefree face instantly became serious.

A hint of genuine awe flashed in his eyes.

"That's true." He nodded. "Young Master's vision is indeed beyond our reach."

"By the way, what New Year's gift did you prepare for the young master this year?" He put on a gossipy expression again.

Upon hearing this, Wu Qihua smiled.

"What can I prepare?" He shrugged. "I've prepared a detailed report on my work achievements in Central China over the past year, and I'm going to report it to the young master in person."

"Tch, boring." Zhang Yang curled his lip. "I spent a fortune to bring back a set of pure gold utensils from Europe. I guarantee the young master will love them."

Just as the two were joking with each other.

An aged yet powerful voice came from behind them.

"You two youngsters, chattering away so early in the morning, what kind of behavior is this?"

Upon hearing this, the two of them shuddered violently!

They quickly turned around and bowed respectfully to the elderly man in a gray jacket who was slowly walking towards them with a cane.

"Uncle Zhenguo!"

The visitor was Wu Zhenguo.

"Hmph." Wu Zhenguo looked at them and snorted coldly, "Stop with your fancy ideas."

"Today is the day to pay New Year's respects to the young master."

"Anyone who dares to disgrace Wu Family Village in front of the young master."

"I'll break his legs first!"

His voice wasn't loud.

Yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Wu Qihua and Zhang Yang immediately fell silent.

"Yes, Uncle Zhenguo!"

Wu Zhenguo ignored them.

He simply looked up and glanced at the private elevator leading to the ground at the end of the parking lot.

His eyes were full of anticipation.

He knew that it wouldn't be long before he would meet the eight-year-old prodigy who made even this old man, who was nearly eighty years old, feel inferior.

Meanwhile, in various corners of the parking lot.

Countless similar small circles are engaged in similar exchanges.

They inquired about each other's achievements over the past year.

They were comparing the New Year's gifts they had prepared for the young master.

They were secretly competing with each other.

They all wanted to be the most dazzling presence at today's New Year's greeting ceremony.

Everyone wanted the young master's approval, even if it was just a casual remark.

Because they know.

In Wujia Village, a single word of affirmation from the young master signifies unparalleled glory.

And immense wealth.

This is a battlefield of fame and fortune without the smoke of gunpowder.

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