Old Harden, can you handle having your vision-shifting abilities on all the time?

Inside the hotel, Xu Xing and Chen Xinyi were surrounded by their relatives.

"Xu Xing, where are you working now?"

"Chengxinzhai Restoration Center specializes in porcelain restoration."

"Chengxinzhai? That's a huge company! I've heard that everyone working there is a master!"

Xu Xing didn't say anything else, only that he had recently been involved in the restoration of porcelain at the Chang'an Museum, and that he had been personally invited by the deputy director of the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau.

Suddenly, everyone looked at him differently.

Having money is one thing in China, but maintaining good relations with the government and being able to speak with leaders is another matter entirely.

"Old Xu, you're about to achieve great success!"

"That's right! Don't forget your poor relatives when you become successful!"

Xu Xing responded with a smile, his attitude was gentle and without any airs.

Chen Xinyi stood beside him, responding to the relatives' inquiries with grace and poise, occasionally cracking a joke to create a harmonious atmosphere.

Not long after, a thin figure hurried over.

Zhang Ming was wearing a faded T-shirt, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, clearly indicating that he had just come from the factory.

"elder brother!"

Zhang Ming strode up to Xu Xing, his face apologetic. "I'm late, the factory had to put in an extra shift..."

"It's alright, it's good that you're here."

Xu Xing patted him on the shoulder, "Sit down, let's eat something together."

Zhang Ming sat down next to him, glanced at Chen Xinyi, and then looked at the attitudes of the relatives around him towards Xu Xing. He already understood the general idea.

"Brother, I heard about what happened earlier."

Zhang Ming lowered his voice, "Um... he didn't cause any trouble, did he?"

"No, I was kicked out by hotel security."

Xu Xing spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him, "From now on, he has nothing to do with me."

Zhang Ming nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

He looked at Xu Xing with nothing but envy.

He not only made money but also found a young, beautiful, and wealthy woman; he even had connections with leaders at the provincial cultural relics bureau…

What man wouldn't envy this kind of life?

"Brother, how's things going at Chengxinzhai?"

Zhang Ming couldn't help but ask.

"fine."

Xu Xing picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Recently, the company is helping me set up my own studio, and I will be operating independently from now on."

"studio?"

Zhang Ming's eyes lit up. "Does that mean you'll be the boss from now on?"

"I guess so. The company owns 10% of the shares, and the rest are mine."

Xu Xing put down his teacup and looked at Zhang Ming. "By the way, Xiao Ming, you don't need to work in the factory anymore. Come work at my studio."

Zhang Ming was taken aback: "Brother, you mean...?"

"The studio has just been established, and I need trustworthy staff."

Xu Xing spoke casually, but his attitude was serious. "Come over here and help me with some odd jobs, like contacting the company. Your title will be Studio Logistics Director."

"We'll give you a base salary of 10,000 yuan per month, plus some extra bonuses, and we'll also pay for your social insurance and housing fund."

Zhang Ming opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

He worked hard in a factory in Chang'an, tightening screws, and couldn't even earn 10,000 yuan a month.

Xu Xing paid him a base salary of 10,000 yuan, plus bonuses and social insurance and housing fund benefits.

"Brother, this..."

"Stop being so wishy-washy."

Xu Xing waved his hand, "You don't need to rent a house anymore. I have an empty house that I've rented in Chang'an. I'll buy it when I get back."

"As long as you work at my studio for one day, you can stay there rent-free; you only need to pay for your own utilities."

Zhang Ming took a deep breath and nodded vigorously: "Brother, I'll listen to you!"

He knew in his heart that Xu Xing was giving him a helping hand.

If he had just been working as a screwdriver in the factory, his life would have been pretty much the same. But working with Xu Xing would have made all the difference.

"Alright, let's eat first."

Xu Xing smiled and put a piece of pork rib into his mouth.

The wedding banquet lasted until after 1 p.m.

The guests gradually dispersed, and Xu Xing also prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he called out to Zhang Ming, "Xiao Ming, take care of your work here first. Once you're done, you can go to Chang'an anytime. Remember to call me in advance."

"good!"

After leaving the hotel, Xu Xing did not go directly back to Chang'an, but instead had Zhu Yong drive him to the police station in Jingyang County.

"Mr. Xu, is there something you need at the police station?"

Zhu Yong asked curiously.

"I need to transfer my household registration."

Xu Xing said calmly, "My household registration is still in Jingyang County, I have to transfer it to Chang'an."

Zhu Yong nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

The car stopped in front of the police station, and Xu Xing led Chen Xinyi inside.

The police officer at the household registration window was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She paused for a moment when she saw the documents Xu Xing handed over.

"You want to transfer your household registration to Chang'an?"

"right."

Xu Xing nodded. "I own a house in Chang'an, which meets the requirements for settling down."

The police officer reviewed the documents and, after confirming that everything was correct, began processing the paperwork.

"Your son, Xu Yanle, is an adult now, and his household registration can be separated."

The police officer looked up. "Are you sure you want to separate him into a different household?"

"Sure."

Xu Xing spoke without any hesitation, and the police officer nodded and began operating the computer.

The formalities were completed in about twenty minutes.

Xu Xing took the new household registration booklet and glanced at the information on it.

Head of household: Xu Xing, Address: Yunxi Terrace, High-tech Zone, Xi'an City...

He closed the household registration book and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

After leaving the police station, Xu Xing sat in the back seat and said to Zhu Yong, "Let's go back to Chang'an."

"Okay!"

The Maybach smoothly drove out of Jingyang County and onto the highway.

Chen Xinyi leaned on his shoulder, her eyes closed and her breathing even.

Xu Xing held her close, watching the scenery rushing past the window, his heart at peace.

The car stopped in front of Chen Xinyi's luxury goods recycling shop.

"Mr. X, shall I head back now?"

Zhu Yong got out of the driver's seat and handed the keys to Xu Xing.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work today. Go home and get some rest."

Xu Xing took the keys and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhu Yong grinned, hailed a ride-hailing car, and quickly disappeared around the street corner.

Xu Xing and Chen Xinyi entered the store. Chen Xinyi took off her high heels and let out a comfortable sigh as she walked barefoot on the soft carpet.

"I'm exhausted."

She slumped onto the sofa and rubbed her ankles. "I wore high heels all day, my feet are practically useless."

Xu Xing sat down next to her and naturally reached out to massage her feet.

Chen Xinyi felt comfortable from his massage and squinted her eyes like a lazy cat.

"By the way, do you know any lawyers? Chengxinzhai wants to set up a personal studio for me, and I need a lawyer and an accounting team to check my accounts every two weeks."

"Yes, I know one."

Chen Xinyi hesitated for a moment, "But that person is also very familiar with my dad, and I don't want my dad to know about us right now."

Xu Xing nodded without asking further questions; everyone has their own difficulties, and he didn't want to force them.

"It's okay, I'll ask someone else."

He smiled and said, "If all else fails, I can ask Mr. Wang to introduce me to someone."

Chen Xinyi leaned into his arms apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's not that I didn't want to help you..."

"Why are you saying sorry?"

Xu Xing put his arm around her and kissed her forehead. "You have your difficulties, I understand."

Chen Xinyi didn't say anything, but buried her face in his chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

The two of them quietly embraced each other, enjoying this rare moment of tenderness.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Jingyang County Police Station.

Xu Yanle, carrying the child, followed by Gao Min and Zhao Jinhua, walked out of the room with a dejected expression.

At that moment, the local police station called.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Xu Yanle? Please go to XX Police Station as soon as possible to reissue your household registration booklet."