At 10:30 a.m., Gessens sat up from bed. Eighty-Eleven E-book Originally, he had expected to feel a bit headache upon waking—something common after drinking alcohol. But as soon as he sat up, he found himself refreshed and full of energy, with no headache at all. "Indeed, it's excellent wine. China truly lives up to its reputation as a civilization spanning thousands of years," he smiled, beginning to dress. After a few minutes, he stepped out of the bedroom and asked, "Housekeeper, what is my daughter doing?" The housekeeper approached with a look of concern, his head bowed and silent. "Has she gone out with Xiao Feng? She's always restless—where have they gone?" The housekeeper replied cautiously, "No, Miss Yapo hasn't gone out. She's still asleep." "Oh, then perhaps she's also had a bit too much to drink?" "Gesens smiled: 'It's possible. Such excellent wine—I couldn't even hold myself together myself. After all, good wine never does any harm; occasionally getting a little tipsy isn't such a big deal. By the way, where are Xiao Feng and Miss Isabella?'" The butler began to wipe sweat from his brow: "They're still asleep—they haven't even gotten up yet!" "Still asleep," the elder was taken aback. The butler offered a wry smile: "Indeed, and even sharing a room, lying on the same bed!" "What?" The elder's eyes widened. "Explain yourself clearly—where exactly? How could Yapo be sharing a bed with Qin Feng? Answer me!" The butler had no choice but to speak the truth. Half an hour later, the three of them appeared in the living room, the elder's expression as stern as ever. Yapo was still in her nightgown—hadn't someone knocked at the door to wake her up, she would have slept right through until noon. The atmosphere was somewhat tense, yet Qin Feng remained calm and composed. Once seated, he naturally draped his arms around the two women's waists Gesens was so furious he bit his teeth. He thought, my precious daughter, such a fresh and lovely thing—like a crisp cabbage leaf—ended up being pushed aside by you, a pig! And now you're playing the three-way game? That's outrageous! "Qin Feng, when did you two start dating?" he asked, trying to keep his temper. Gesens's eyes widened in astonishment. It wasn't over yet. Apis held a talisman in her hands, and as she waved it with her small hand, a fiery dragon soared into the air, hovered for several seconds, and then vanished. "This... this is impossible," Gesens stood up and shouted. "You've seen it with your own eyes. What could be impossible?" Qin Feng smiled and said, "Honestly, I'm a Daoist cultivator from the Chinese realm. Now, Shishih is also a cultivator. Don't doubt it—this is exactly what happens after we share our bed!" Apis added, "And I've always liked Feng. I've been looking forward to being his girlfriend for a long time. Though it was initially to treat my illness, I've always known clearly what I truly wanted. "Gesens murmured softly, 'To cultivate the true essence—turns out, it's the cultivators! That's absolutely incredible. My daughter has become a Chinese cultivator. A European person has become one…' While speaking, he settled back into the sofa chair, lifting his eyes with a glance: 'Miss Isabella, are you also a cultivator?' The beautiful instructor shook her head and replied, 'I'm not, but I'm a vampire.' Gesens nearly fainted on the spot. Before him sat two cultivators and one vampire—was this some kind of joke? After learning about his daughter's identity, he decided to accept this reality. Yet as a father, he still felt a certain sense of imbalance. He had always known that Su Wu was Qin Feng's girlfriend, and now there was also Isabella—meaning his daughter had to maintain relationships with different women, all sharing the same boyfriend. He never imagined that the number of girls around Qin, the young lord, had already surpassed a single-digit figure." At that moment, the secretary arrived, his face serious, and said, "Mr. Chairman, something serious has happened!" Normally, unless it's an exceptionally serious matter, the secretary would never appear in the living room, let alone interrupt a conversation between Gossens and someone. The elder frowned, "What's going on?" Knowing that the people seated there weren't outsiders, the secretary explained, "It's in Northern Europe—Kandros has changed its policy. The hundreds of millions of euros we've already invested might be completely lost!" "What?" The elder's brow furrowed even more, saying, "Can you be more specific?" "Kandros has proposed to the parliament that domestic companies should take over the project," the secretary said in detail. "All our previous investments, as well as the additional funds we've committed, have now been frozen. At the time, we only had a preliminary agreement with their government—no formal contract—and they unilaterally breached their commitment. We haven't been able to provide concrete evidence, so our position is quite unfavorable." "Gesens was truly furious, and slammed his desk: "Kantros is just a wolf in disguise. We've given him so many favors, and he promised us so many things at the time—now that the benefits are in hand, he turns his back on us completely! That's utterly unacceptable!" Qin, the young man, slowly raised his right hand and asked, "What exactly happened?" But as the project was about to gain momentum, the partner suddenly backed out. The problem was that they held the nation's political power—should they unilaterally breach the agreement, Gensens would have absolutely no recourse. That meant, if the collaboration failed, not a single cent of the early investments would be recoverable, let alone any compensation claims. After listening to the secretary's account, Qin Feng coldly remarked, "I'm a businessman, and in business, integrity is paramount. If the other party isn't willing to be honest, they must bear the cost. Gensens Uncle, I'll take charge of this matter—I promise you, I'll handle it thoroughly!" The uncle raised an eyebrow. "I'm confident you can manage it, but how exactly will you go about it?"