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Meanwhile, the Tingyu Pavilion was brightly lit.

In the huge living room, the expensive wooden dining table was littered with cups and plates.

Su Qinghuan, cameraman Lao Wang, and assistant Xiao Li were sprawled out on comfortable linen dining chairs, each clutching their stomachs with an expression of near-absent-minded satisfaction.

"I...I'm stuffed." Xiao Li burped and exclaimed happily, "I've never eaten anything so delicious in my life. The beef melted in my mouth, and the soup was so delicious that my eyebrows almost fell off."

"Stop talking." Old Wang waved his hand weakly. "I feel like everything I ate before was pig swill. That crab roe rice was so sinful, I ate three bowls by myself."

"Damn it, my stomach, which was already well-prepared, isn't used to this kind of luxurious meal. I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable!"

"I hate having money!"

His face wore a complex expression that was a mixture of satisfaction and guilt.

Although Su Qinghuan wasn't as exaggerated as them, it was also the first time she had experienced what truly top-notch cuisine was like.

Every dish, from the selection of ingredients to the cooking techniques, reached the pinnacle in her understanding.

This ultimate taste experience greatly relaxed her nerves, which had been tense all day.

"Alright, stop acting like country bumpkins who've never seen the world." Although Su Qinghuan said that, she couldn't help but take another sip of the remaining mineral water in her cup, which cost several hundred yuan.

Indeed, it tastes a little bit better than regular mineral water.

"Qinghuan, do you think... this is really where we're staying?" Xiao Li looked around the luxurious villa, which was as luxurious as a palace, and still felt like she was dreaming. "I just went to take a look at the bathroom in my room, and the bathtub is bigger than my bed at home. The faucet... it looks like it's plated with gold."

"My room is pretty much the same," Old Wang chimed in. "The walk-in closet is fully stocked with pajamas and slippers, all unopened luxury brands. I just checked, and those slippers cost over eight thousand on the official website."

The three of them chatted amongst themselves, sharing their "new discoveries" in the villa.

Each discovery lowers their understanding of the term "rich person" to a whole new low.

"This isn't a guest room, this is a fucking palace!" Xiao Li concluded.

Su Huan listened to their sighs, but dared not relax in the slightest.

She knew very well that the reason Wu Family Village provided them with such top-notch treatment was not because they were particularly distinguished.

All of this was done out of respect for "Young Master" Wu You.

Behind every bit of luxury they enjoy lies a heavy responsibility.

"Stop reminiscing." Su Qinghuan stood up, her expression turning serious again. "You all heard Director Zhou's phone call. Now is not the time for us to enjoy ourselves."

Mentioning Director Zhou immediately wiped the relaxed expressions off Lao Wang and Xiao Li's faces.

They remembered Zhou Tao's almost roaring voice on the phone, a mixture of ecstasy and terror.

"Fifty million online..." Old Wang muttered to himself. This number felt like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Sister Qinghuan, what should we do next?" Xiao Li asked nervously. "Director Zhou said we should follow that... young master's arrangements. But we can't even see any of his people right now."

Su Qinghuan walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the dazzling "starry sky" outside, and remained silent for a moment.

"wait."

She only said one word.

"Wait?" Both Xiao Li and Lao Wang were stunned.

"Yes, wait." Su Qinghuan's eyes shone brightly in the lamplight. "Right now, we're like chess pieces on a chessboard. The initiative has never been in our hands."

"All we can do is conserve our energy and make all the necessary preparations. We'll wait for the person playing chess to tell us what the next move should be."

Her words made both Lao Wang and Xiao Li fall into deep thought.

Yes, what else can they do in Wujia Village besides wait?

"Qinghuan is right." Old Wang nodded, stood up, and said, "I'll go check all the batteries again to make sure everything is in order."

"I'll go organize the footage and make double backups of everything I filmed today." Xiao Li also stood up.

The three of them once again entered that highly tense wartime state.

Just then, Su Qinghuan's phone suddenly lit up with a "ding".

It's a WeChat message.

She picked up her phone and glanced at it.

When she saw that familiar profile picture that she found incredibly annoying, her delicate brows furrowed involuntarily.

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(Seventh update!)