Lin Yan was quite taken aback when he received the news, and Lin Guoxiong almost flipped his office desk in excitement upon hearing it.
"Chairman, please calm down. There are still so many things on this desk. Look, this is your favorite antique vase."
The secretary desperately tried to stop him, beads of sweat already forming on her forehead.
Fortunately, Lin Guoxiong's excitement subsided after a while. Seeing this, the secretary breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her hand from the desk.
"Quick, get the car ready. We're going to the East District."
"Yes, Mr. Lin."
Upon receiving the news, Lin Guoxiong first hurried home to pick up Fu Qingyun, and then headed towards the East District, in the direction of Lin Yan's home.
Su Hongyun and Zhang Yingrong, being closer, arrived even earlier than Lin Guoxiong and his wife. They were already there by the time Lin Yan got home.
"Mom, why are you here so early?"
"We haven't seen you in a while, so we came to visit. Your brother will be here later too."
Su Mojin, with her pregnant belly, was supported by Zhang Yingrong as they entered the villa.
At this moment, Lin Yan couldn't get involved and could only follow behind, helping Su Hongyun carry things.
Su Hongyun was carrying two freshly killed and prepared farm chickens, along with some tonics. After greeting his father-in-law, the two men walked into the villa together.
"Xiao Yan, you're amazing in these three rounds, especially that match against Reisner! You were brilliant!"
While Zhang Yingrong chatted with Su Mojin about various things, Su Hongyun, unable to join their conversation, pulled Lin Yan aside to chat.
Lin Yan was now fully experiencing what it was like to have his father-in-law as a fan.
"It was okay, just okay."
Lin Yan responded with a perfunctory agreement.
Not long after, Fu Qingyun and Lin Guoxiong also arrived in a hurry.
"Oh my goodness, let Grandma have a look."
As soon as the door opened, Fu Qingyun strode in, her high heels clicking, her steps light and cheerful. Hearing about the twins, she was even more excited than Lin Guoxiong. Although Su Mojin was still young and this was her first pregnancy, so gender wasn't a major concern, everyone had their own expectations. Now, with a boy and a girl, all desires were fulfilled.
"No need to get up, please sit, please sit."
Seeing Su Mojin about to rise, Fu Qingyun quickly waved her hand and hurried over to have her sit down.
It was winter, and Fu Qingyun was wearing an expensive mink coat paired with a black cheongsam, giving her a somewhat old-fashioned demeanor.
After greeting her fellow mother-in-law, Zhang Yingrong, they sat on either side of Su Mojin, showering her with concern and asking about her well-being, which made Su Mojin feel a bit uncomfortable.
"How are you, Xiao Jin? Are you feeling unwell lately? Do you prefer sour or sweet things?"
"Uh... Mom, I'm fine."
Meanwhile, the three men were gathered together, with Lin Guoxiong looking both eager and hesitant, which was quite amusing.
"Dad, how is the Song family situation?"
After a brief chat with his father-in-law, Su Hongyun went to the living room to where the gp22 was placed, leaving Lin Yan to talk with his "cheap" father.
"It's going well. Our Lin family has also entered the fray. I didn't expect that young man Wei Shaoting would actually help us in the end. The outcome should be known soon."
Lin Guoxiong glanced at Lin Yan strangely, seeming to wonder why his son was suddenly showing interest in company matters. He sat down and chatted with Lin Yan.
"By the way, is there anything you want to do recently, or any plans you have?"
Sitting down next to Lin Yan, Lin Guoxiong asked.
Lin Yan blinked. Plans? Did eating, drinking, and having fun count...
Seeing his son's expression, Lin Guoxiong knew that his son was thinking about something unmotivated again.
"Alright, don't be idle these days. I've set up a company for you in the East District. When you have free time, go to the company to learn about management and such."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yan rubbed his head. Damn it, he was being assigned tasks again. He hated these business matters the most. It was the same in his previous life; if it weren't for making money, he wouldn't have wanted to do press conferences or endorsements at all.
"What position?"
"President!"
After chatting with Su Mojin for a while, Zhang Yingrong and Fu Qingyun realized it was time for lunch. Zhang Yingrong wanted to go to the kitchen to stew the two chickens, and Fu Qingyun went to help stir-fry a few dishes. Only after they both left did Lin Guoxiong and Lin Yan have a chance to get closer.
"Come, my dear grandson and granddaughter, let Grandpa hear your voices."
Lin Guoxiong, the dignified richest man in the capital and the head of the Lin family, now had a foolish smile on his face. He lowered his head, bringing his ear close to Su Mojin's belly, but not touching it, maintaining a respectful distance.
"Dad, it's only five months. How can there be any sound?"
Glancing at Lin Guoxiong, Su Mojin said somewhat shyly.
"Don't mind him, he's gone crazy."
"Hmph, you brat! Hmph, I can already hear my grandson calling me Grandpa."
Lin Guoxiong looked displeased. A five-month-old calling him Grandpa was clearly untrue, but he couldn't lose face in front of the younger generation.
After fussing around Su Mojin for a while, perhaps fearing he might disturb her rest, Lin Guoxiong sheepishly walked away.
"Come, my precious daughter, let Daddy hear your voice."
After Lin Guoxiong left, Lin Yan leaned in again, placing his ear on Su Mojin's belly to listen carefully.
"Stop messing around. Why are you learning this too?"
Su Mojin gave him a playful glare. With the elders gone, she felt much more relaxed. She felt most comfortable when she was with Lin Yan.
Lin Yan chuckled. Was it telepathy? He seemed to actually hear his son and daughter calling him Dad.
Half an hour later, a seemingly sumptuous meal was served. The family of seven, along with Su Chen who arrived late, enjoyed a delightful meal.
After lunch, Lin Yan went to the racetrack alone. Since the last-place finish three months ago, Yan Xiaoqiang, Jiang Qiyan, and the others had been training even harder, spurred by the competition.
They were training relentlessly, even skipping their midday rest. Although it was tough, this was the effect Lin Yan wanted. In racing, there was no future without pushing oneself.
A new member had joined the club this time: Zhang Ningyu, whom Lin Yan had signed earlier.
"Uh... Boss, can I participate in this month's race?"
Seeing Lin Yan arrive, Zhang Ningyu came over and asked the same question again. It had been three months since he joined LS27. Jiang Qiyan had already participated in three WSBK races, while he hadn't participated in a single one, making him very anxious.