"The young master is back."
"The young master is back."
"Good evening, young master."
The security guards all greeted Lin Yan.
Lin Yan responded to each of them.
The security guards were somewhat flattered by Lin Yan's responses.
What's up with the young master today? He's actually talking to us, and so enthusiastically.
After all, the young master rarely comes back, and when he does, he's usually indifferent to them. He's never been this enthusiastic before.
While the security guards exchanged glances.
Lin Yan had already driven his Kawasaki H2 into the manor. The interior of the manor was also extremely luxurious, and its facilities were naturally incomparable to those elsewhere.
Many of the designs here were created by famous European designers.
On either side of the entrance.
Lush trees, clear flowing water over rockeries, and a tranquil environment amidst the hustle and bustle, all complemented each other.
Upon entering the manor, the first thing Lin Yan saw was row after row of villas. Each one was much more luxurious than his own.
The largest one looked twice the size of Lin Yan's.
"Young master, you're back."
As Lin Yan was observing the manor before him.
An aged yet kind voice came from afar.
For some reason, Lin Yan felt a sense of familiarity upon hearing this voice.
Turning his head, he saw an elderly man walking from a distance, leaning on a cane.
The old man was wearing what looked like a very old robe, similar to those worn by teachers in the past.
However, the old man's robe had patches on it.
Looking at the old man before him, Lin Yan found it hard to imagine seeing someone dressed so simply in such a magnificent and opulent manor.
The old man's face was full of the traces of time, but his wrinkled face was filled with a smile.
He looked at Lin Yan with a benevolent expression.
If Lin Yan hadn't recalled the voice from the phone call earlier.
It would have been difficult to believe that this simply dressed, frail old man was the Lin family's butler.
"Grandpa Zhang."
Lin Yan called out. Given the old man's age, he probably should have called him Grandpa.
Even now, he still doubted that in such a large family as the Lin family, the butler was a frail old man.
Could this old man truly manage the vast Lin family?
But what he didn't know was that this old man had stopped managing the Lin family's affairs twenty years ago.
However, Lin Guoxiong had never relieved the old man of his butler position.
This was because the old man had supported half of the Lin family during its most difficult times.
The old man had no children.
Even Lin Guoxiong had grown up under his care.
He had also voluntarily offered to resign as butler and become a night watchman for the Lin family.
But Lin Guoxiong had refused.
In this world of changing fortunes, if this old man were to lose his status...
"Ah, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"
The old man seemed very happy, as if Lin Yan hadn't returned for a long time.
And indeed, Lin Yan's last visit was during the New Year.
He hadn't been back for nearly three months.
The old man approached and examined Lin Yan, muttering to himself.
"Good, good, you've grown taller."
As the old man drew closer, Lin Yan could feel his genuine joy.
Although they had no blood relation, Lin Yan could feel something akin to kinship from the old man.
"Let's go, your father is waiting for you inside."
The old man spoke only three sentences.
Then he said no more.
Lin Yan handed the car keys to the security guard at the entrance.
Following the old man's steps, Lin Yan entered the largest villa.
The villa was much larger than Lin Yan's, twice its size. The interior decoration was in a Chinese style, both luxurious and unpretentious, classical yet revealing a touch of boldness.
The old man did not enter, closing the door from the outside.
As Lin Yan admired the interior decoration, he couldn't help but sigh, is this the top family in China?
It's truly extravagant.
In the living room on the first floor of the villa.
A middle-aged man sat on the sofa, looking at documents in his hand.
Lin Yan knew this person was his father.
Lin Yan walked over and sat opposite him, not speaking. He didn't know how to start.
They sat there in silence, neither speaking. If an outsider were present, it would be hard to imagine they were father and son.
The atmosphere was calm.
After a long while, Lin Guoxiong spoke first.
"What's your chance of winning?"
Lin Yan naturally knew what he was asking.
"Seventy percent."
To be honest, he was still being a bit modest. If it were in his previous life, Lin Yan would have had a ninety percent chance of winning, leaving the remaining ten percent for unexpected events.
But now, he believed his greatest chance of winning was seventy percent.
Perhaps it was the timing. If he had another month, to hone this body.
He would have at least an eighty percent chance.
And if he had three more months, he could train this body to his peak in his previous life.
Because the Lin family was not short of money, and Lin Yan had only been physically weak before, but his nutrition had not been neglected.
Seventy percent.
Lin Guoxiong placed the documents he was holding on the coffee table.
If it were this afternoon, and Lin Yan had told him he had a seventy percent chance, he would absolutely not have believed it.
But now, he was starting to believe.
Lin Yan's peripheral vision caught sight of the documents on the table. They were his race results from the test match that afternoon.