webnovelvip Chapter 324 Little An'an's Full Moon Celebration: Gifts Galore
Chapter 324 Little An'an's Full Moon Celebration: Gifts Galore
The Lin family mansion in the Western Hills of Beijing.
The threshold is ridiculously worn down today.
Those usually serious and arrogant dignitaries on television news were all neatly lining up in long queues.
Hundreds of rare and expensive custom-made black Phantoms stretched neatly from the foot of the mountain all the way to the summit.
This domineering and powerful aristocratic background was displayed to its fullest extent at this moment, during the full moon celebration of the eldest son of the Lin family.
The air was filled with the aroma of expensive, premium cigars, mixed with the delicate scent of top-quality champagne.
Lin Zhou then neatly changed into a black Chinese-style long gown, the cloud pattern and gold thread at the collar giving him a noble air.
He held little An'an in his arms; the red marks had long since faded, and she was now a beautiful, delicate child.
This little guy is quite bold. Facing the noisy and luxurious crowd, he not only didn't cry or fuss, but instead opened his deep eyes, which resembled Lin Zhou's, and curiously looked around.
Su Qingge wore an elegant ivory white cheongsam, and her waistline, thanks to her precise postpartum care, had miraculously returned to its peak condition.
She stood quietly beside Lin Zhou, her extreme aloofness and extreme gentleness making her appear stunning under the dazzling spotlight.
"Mr. Lin, congratulations! This is a blood diamond rough that I just dug out from a private mine in South Africa."
A multi-billionaire overseas energy tycoon humbly presented a beautiful mahogany box.
Lin Zhou glanced at it casually, his eyes revealing an extreme, extreme, extreme disdain.
"Put it there, Lao Chen, go get this boss a good cup of tea."
Lin Zhou's voice was calm, even carrying a sense of languid weariness.
What outsiders considered a top-tier treasure capable of triggering a violent financial tsunami, he saw as nothing more than a mediocre and cheap toy.
Old Chen efficiently led dozens of black-clad assassins to work behind the scenes.
The three huge, spacious underground storage rooms that had been carved out were now violently filled to more than half their original size.
There were piles of rare, top-quality genuine artifacts, exquisite jade, and even a few special gold medals granting immunity from certain countries.
"Young master, the crown prince from the Middle East gifted a pair of purebred Akhal-Teke horse calves, saying that the young master can ride them when he grows up."
Old Chen leaned close to Lin Zhou's ear, excited, the wrinkles on his old face trembling wildly.
Lin Zhou snorted and gently teased the little An'an in his arms.
"A BMW? I haven't even settled the score with him for what happened in Los Angeles. You think sending me two horses will appease me, Lin Zhou?"
"Tell him to leave the horses to be fed, and no one else should come in to see my wife's face."
This arrogant and extreme domineering logic is why Lin Zhou dared to speak so matter-of-factly in front of everyone.
The surrounding guests, listening to these whispered conversations born of reverence, all gasped in astonishment.
A fine horse isn't even allowed to enter the door?
This godfather of the Lin family has probably developed an outrageously high appetite.
But no one dared to complain.
Because the Lin family now holds not only terrifying capital, but also an extreme form of violence capable of easily dominating the world order.
Nuonuo was strutting around in the pile of gifts with a smug look on her face.
She wore a luxurious red dress with hand-embroidered details and held a luminous pearl the size of a pigeon's egg in her hand.
"Dad! This ball isn't sweet at all, it's not as good as my strawberry candy."
Nuonuo disdainfully tossed the priceless luminous pearl into a tattered little basket.
Lin Zhou laughed heartily, the smug pleasure born from his arrogant indulgence sweeping across the entire room.
"Nuonuo is right. If this kind of vulgar thing is an eyesore to you, you can have Lao Chen use it to line the fish tank later."
The surrounding bigwigs felt their scalps tingle and their hearts tremble violently.
Use expensive, rare, natural luminous pearls to line your fish tank?
This is simply the most extreme waste in the world, and also the most blatant form of flaunting wealth.
As time went on, the names on the gift list became increasingly outrageous, and the social strata became increasingly higher.
From absolute equity in a top-tier technology company to permanent ownership of certain exclusive private islands.
Lin Zhou maintained that lazy expression, as if all these things were just uninteresting rubble produced without any novelty.
His mind was now completely occupied by Lin An, who was yawning softly and sleepily in his arms.
This sacred, clear, and peaceful state of new life is his greatest pride today.
Looking at her husband's arrogant demeanor, Su Qingge helplessly took his arm.
"Lin Zhou, tone it down, everyone's watching."
"Let them watch. It's my son's one-month celebration. How can they have the nerve to drink my champagne here without emptying their pockets?"
Lin Zhou raised an eyebrow arrogantly, his eyes burning with a mixture of fierceness and doting affection.
Just as the atmosphere of the banquet reached its most enthusiastic and extreme peak.
The once noisy entrance to the hall was eerily silent.
In that instant, dozens of formidable Lin family assassins instinctively gripped their weapons at their waists.
Lin Zhou's originally lazy eyes narrowed into slits in that instant, triggered by his sense of smell.
That terrifying pressure violently surged in through the cracks in the door.
A mysterious overseas delegation, all dressed in uniform, cold and solemn black trench coats, strode in.
Each of them exuded a heavy, bloody aura, a result of long-term exposure to absolute violence.
This atmosphere seemed completely out of place with the lavish full moon banquet.
A very old and dignified white-haired elder, who was leading the group, walked steadily to Lin Zhou.
He did not perform the worldly, hypocritical, tedious, and cheap greeting ceremony.
Instead, with a solemn, even awe-inspiring sense of sacredness, he pulled out an ancient gift list made of rare sheepskin scrolls from his bosom.
He knelt on one knee, his voice strong yet trembling, sounding heavy.
"Mr. Lin, by the command of my Lord, I offer this humble gift to congratulate the Lin family on the full moon celebration of their son."
The scroll slowly unfurled in front of Lin Zhou.
When the first line of text entered the eyes of all the business tycoons and political figures from various countries present.
The previously noisy and bustling discussions instantly turned into a deathly silence.
Looking at the gift list, Lin Zhou's previously arrogant expression subtly shifted in that brief moment, revealing a profound shock.
Su Qingge noticed Lin Zhou's change and leaned over with some concern.
"Lin Zhou, what's wrong?"
Lin Zhou abruptly pulled up the scroll, his eyes exploding with madness, as if he wanted to violently overturn the entire West Mountain.
He lowered his head and kissed Xiao An'an's forehead, then chuckled and cursed arrogantly.
"Son, it seems your full moon celebration has made those old bastards down here restless."
He looked up at the old man, his eyes filled with an intense mix of murderous intent and amusement.
"If even a single word of this gift list is leaked out, every single one of you here will disappear."
"Now, Old Chen, shut the door tightly."
"I want to see for myself what outrageous scheme these terrified, insane guys are plotting."