In reality, those big groups and enterprises have assets worth tens or hundreds of billions.

But her son is just an average person, with only a nine-digit bank balance, truly not worth mentioning.

Lun Chuan wasn’t feeling inferior, he simply said, "The inflation today is really bad, just like in the novels. When I was in middle school, mom, in the novels you read, the domineering CEO’s mom gave the heroine a check, only willing to sign for 5 million."

"It’s different now."

He took another look at the short dramas Lun Jing was watching—"The one you watched last week, the heroine asked the male lead for breakup money, and she wanted 1 billion cash, right?"

At that point, Lun Chuan was confirming the hotel booking info with his mom, he was stunned hearing that line.

billion cash, what kind of big company can give so much money to be squandered as breakup fees by a rich second generation?

This world has inflated to the point that it is beyond the comprehension of someone writing fantasy like him.

Lun Jing nodded, but she wasn’t ambitious enough to consider that kind of wealthy lifestyle, ultimately she just gave up:

"Forget it, that’s too high-end—remember to bring me a watermelon."

...

Lao Song’s family was busily chatting away as the last truckload of corn stalks was sent to Dafeng Feed Factory, besides Chen Xi and Chen Chi following, there was also a package of frozen beef.

As it was hot, even with ice, the blood slowly seeped in, thus after getting off the truck, Chen Chi rushed in holding the bag:

"We need to cook the beef, can’t leave it any longer, or it won’t taste good."

Boss Dafeng came out to take a look—

Whoa!

This six-foot-three tall guy, can you actually find such talent in the village?

Then looking at his nephew who is just over five-foot-seven, the boss felt a bit down.

"Are you guys from Yunqiao Village raising cattle?"

That Boss Song said he would invite their cattle raisers for a chat later, didn’t mention they’d be two such spirited young men!

Boss Dafeng held the beef, looking at the six-foot-three young guy wandering around the feed factory, though feeling something was off, he looked at the sturdy Chen Xi again, puzzled—

How come, how come now rural cattle raising has requirements for demeanor?

Chen Xi came forward to shake hands with the boss: "Hello, I’m from Yunqiao Village, here to learn and exchange, my name is Chen Xi. This is my younger brother, Chen Chi."

Boss Dafeng: ...

He’s so formal! Confusedly, he thought: Feels like a visit for condolence.

But soon, the condolence vibe was shattered by Chen Chi: "Boss, you need to quickly process your beef, it’s super delicious! Stewing with potatoes is the best!"

"Chen Chi," Chen Xi said to him: "Go help unload the material, after the truck leaves, we need to send the river pond grass here too."

They just need to wait for these to be packed up and then return with the truck. It’s not that people will cheat, the concern is swapping in inferior goods.

The feed factory boss looks genuine, but they still need to keep an eye.

"Got it." Despite being so tall, Chen Chi listens to everyone’s words, and obediently went to work.

He’s tall, strong, with his body being adjusted with Chinese medicine and nutrition, now appearing quite robust.

That heavy corn stalk, with one arm he gathered a big pile effortlessly.

Boss Dafeng looked again at his nephew.

His nephew had three to five stalks tucked under his elbow, longer than his body, hugging them to his chest.

tsk.

Glancing at the beef in his arms again, feeling a bit awkward: "I just mentioned it casually, your beef is expensive, giving me that isn’t..."

"It’s okay." Chen Xi’s face wasn’t too warm, yet his tone was incredibly polite:

"We’re all in the same line of work, the boss specially asked me to come and learn from you, exchange more, share information—by the way, if you need anyone to tend to cattle later, feel free to call me."

Boss Dafeng became happy: "Oh, so you have this skill? Can you help with calves’ deliveries? I heard your boss said you raise calves on your own, we do breeding every year too, but the calves are big, always worrying during birth, if you have this experience, we can chat more then..."

As he spoke, he called family members to take the beef over to stew—

If this beef sells for 20 yuan a pound, he would certainly feel jealous. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

But sold at 200, he was left with only one thought—

[No matter what, I have to taste what it’s like]

...