"Grandpa Fang, why are the second floors all glass?" Cui Yongsi asked, a bit confused. "The sun is pretty strong in the afternoon here, wouldn't glass make it hotter?"
"Shall we go up and take a look?"
"Okay."
The children nodded vigorously.
"You've arrived." Standing at the villa entrance was a young man in a white suit. His gaze was gentle, giving off a feeling of springtime warmth. "Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Zhao Yiran, and I'm the director of this facility. You can call me Xiao Zhao."
"Director, the boss!" Chen Tianming said with a smile. "How can we still call you Xiao Zhao then?"
"It's just a name. Besides, I'm a big fan of your show. Knowing you'd be visiting our factory today, I feel truly honored."
"Cough, cough, let's not flatter each other," Chen Tianming waved his hand.
"Please."
The first floor was where the workers washed grapes, and machines were in operation.
They took the elevator to the second floor.
Sunlight streamed through the windows into the rooms.
The vast villa interior was filled with grapes that had already been dried.
Zhao Yiran introduced, "This is where I work, you could say it's our laboratory."
"This place is so big!" Ye Nan exclaimed.
"There are about ten or so varieties of grapes here. We've been experimenting with how to make wine even more delicious."
"But aren't they all dried?" Fang Miaomiao voiced her confusion.
Zhao Yiran chuckled, "That's why we're experimenting."
After touring them around, Zhao Yiran looked at the children. "Would you like to visit the vineyard?"
"Where is the vineyard?"
Zhao Yiran's smile didn't diminish. He beckoned them, "Follow me."
They passed through an area filled with raisins.
The group arrived at a very large balcony.
Looking down from the balcony.
It couldn't be called boundless, but it was certainly a breathtaking sight.
Not just for the group standing on the balcony, but for the viewers in the livestream as well.
[OMG, what am I seeing? Is that a vineyard? That's at least a hundred mu! Such a rich person. Zhao Yiran is handsome enough, but he also has such a vast vineyard? Help, does he need employees? I can apply.]
[I'm starting to understand what 'inhumanly wealthy' means. To build a giant villa for experiments, and to want to eat fresh grapes, he directly cultivated a grape estate. This action of his even boosts local economic growth. As expected, the money of the rich is inexhaustible.]
[What nonsense are you spouting upstairs?]
[OMG, don't you know Zhao Yiran? Look him up online. Zhao Yiran, the young master of B City's Zhao Corporation. After graduating, he ran away to avoid managing the corporation. In the end, the chairman of Zhao Corporation allowed him to do what he wanted and gave him one hundred million as startup capital. That incident caused quite a stir at the time.]
[One hundred million? Doctor, doctor, I feel like my eyes are blind. Why else can't I see my balance? Damn it, one hundred million! I won't earn one hundred million in my entire life, and he gets one hundred million as startup capital? Outrageous!]
[Don't say that, I looked him up again. This young master Zhao is also amazing. Remember that Master Fang from earlier? Look him up again, and your jaw will drop.]
[I found it. Fang Min, General Manager of Gaoxing Group. Gaoxing Group has a considerable share of wine exports each year. Their wines are also well-known abroad. In short, they're pretty awesome.]
Cui Mantong looked at the vineyard below and said subconsciously, "You grow so many grapes."
Zhao Yiran scratched his head. "I used to like drinking wine, and then I was bored. Plus, I had some money on hand, so I came here to invest in growing grapes. Honestly, the grapes grown here are really good, they're big and incredibly sweet. I thought they were pretty good, so I expanded production."
Who knew it would grow more and more? He ended up opening a company and hiring locals to work.
His father found out and called him several times, even bringing Uncle Fang over to help him with contract matters.
"Truly rich," Zhou Jiaxin sighed softly.
Zhao Yiran smiled. "The director said your task today is to explore the vineyard. He said he promised you before that you could have fun."
"The director finally had a conscience."
"Hehe, if the director heard you say that, he'd definitely roll his eyes and find you something to do."
Fang Miaomiao quickly indicated she wouldn't speak carelessly.
"Alright, children, go play," Zhao Yiran pointed to a spot. "There's an elevator there. Once you go down, you'll be right in the vineyard behind us. As for the varieties, someone will explain them to you. Oh, right, you can eat the grapes, but you need to wash them, understand?"
"There are faucets all around, just turn them on."
"Thank you, Brother Zhao."
"Thank you, Yiran Gege. Yiran Gege is so kind."
Zhao Yiran gently tapped Ye Nan's head. "Go ahead."
They went down the elevator.
A wave of grape scent filled their noses.
"It smells so good," Zhou Jiaxin said, taking a deep breath.
"These grapes have plenty of sunshine, producing ample sugar, which naturally makes them fragrant," Chen Huan explained.
"Everyone, we've arrived. Little friends, have fun!" Chen Tianming said with a smile.
"Then we won't be polite."
With that, they wove their way under the grape trellises.
"They're so big."
Under the guidance of a staff member, Fang Miaomiao used small scissors to snip off a bunch of grapes and handed it to Wen Yan'an.
Wen Yan'an took the grapes and ran to a faucet, washing them bit by bit.
When Fang Miaomiao's shoulder started to ache from snipping and she put down the scissors, she saw Wen Yan'an walking towards her with a small bamboo basket.
"Mama, I've washed them. You eat."
Fang Miaomiao's eyebrows arched slightly as she took the grapes.
One bite.
Juicy.
The sweetness of the grapes echoed in her mouth.
"Why aren't you eating?"
"Seeing Mama eat is enough for me."
"Eat them, or the viewers in the livestream will think I'm bullying you again."
Wen Yan'an twitched his nose and picked up a grape. "No, Mama is very good to An'an."
After peeling it, he brought the grape to Fang Miaomiao's lips. "I love Mama, I just want to serve Mama."
Fang Miaomiao was startled and blurted out, "An'an, do you have a tendency to be a mama's boy?"
"What does 'mama's boy' mean?"
"'Mama's boy' is like, 'My mom said, my mom said,' listening to whatever your mom says."
"Is that not allowed?" Wen Yan'an retorted.
"Allowed?"
Fang Miaomiao panicked. She really didn't want her little darling to turn into a mama's boy.