?Mobile reading After the European trip concluded, Qin Feng returned to the Chinese homeland with Isabella and Su Wu aboard a dedicated flight. The crew of the Eighty Electronic Book aircraft remained unchanged, still consisting of the captain and first officer from the previous journey. The original aircraft had not yet been fully restored, and this one was the second plane gifted by Gensens to Qin Feng. As a backup aircraft, it was slightly less swift and smaller in size, and performed marginally less well in various other aspects compared to the first. Yet these subtle differences did not dampen Qin's youthful enthusiasm. In a relatively short span of time, he had successfully resolved the major issue involving the vampires—though this mission was not officially organized, it certainly stood as a heroic achievement. Inside the cabin, Qin sat on a plush leather sofa, while Su Wu was perched on his legs, gently feeding him wine. Among all the participants, Isabella, the beautiful instructor, undoubtedly reaped the greatest rewards from this journey. The ghost king's blood grant elevated her from countess to count, giving her enough strength to thrive within the vampire lineage even if she remained in Europe. Holding a grape, she carefully peeled off the skin and presented it to Qin's younger brother, then asked, "Little Feng, after we return, will we have a period of leisure?" Like him, Isabella found idleness most uncomfortable—it made her feel restless. "I doubt we'll be idle for long," he replied while chewing. "My adversaries are numerous, and upon our return, I'm sure something will come up. Also, Huihui has suggested restructuring the company. Currently, we're experiencing explosive growth in funding, talent, and revenue, and we've launched several new ventures—including a film and television company. Though I'm hands-off, I can't avoid stepping in on several matters!" Su Wu immediately asked, "Shall we restructure into a larger entity? How about renaming it the Da Qin Group?" "Da Qin Group sounds quite impressive—more prestigious than Qin Group." Qin Shao gently patted Xu Meiren's head and smiled, saying, "This isn't something you just thought of recently, is it? I'm sure you've been eyeing my company all along!" Su Meiren chuckled, "Of course. My father has already made it clear—he wants to give his daughter a substantial dowry, including all his business interests across Asia. I plan to integrate all these businesses into Da Qin Group. How about that?" Qin Shao shrugged. Such a favorable opportunity, of course, was something he would never pass up. At home, he never deliberately distinguished between things—his mindset has always been, "Mine is yours, yours is mine"—and he never insisted on clear boundaries in such matters. Under his influence, the girls themselves have gradually adopted this open, inclusive attitude, with strong, seamless bonds among sisters. Su Meiren promptly dialed the phone, eager to share the name "Da Qin Group" with her sisters. Isabella glanced at his back and sighed, saying, "Sometimes I just can't understand—why are all the girls around you so outstanding? They manage to share one boyfriend, which is already quite remarkable. Yet they also manage to share other things—how incredible is that!" Qin Shao smiled and said, "Exactly because they can share one boyfriend, sharing other things comes naturally. Sasha, I think you could also join the company!" The beautiful officer was taken aback, "Me? I'm not sure I can do much. I can handle fighting and fires, but managing a company—wouldn't you worry about losing money?" "Absolutely not," Qin Shao replied, having thought this through. "Look—our business is growing steadily, we now have more companies, and our operations span an increasingly diverse range of industries. I believe it would be beneficial to establish a security company. Even if we don't open our doors to direct operations, having a security presence to protect our businesses would be a solid advantage." "You mean I'm supposed to train the bodyguards?" Isabella's eyes widened. "No, no, absolutely not! I can train assassins—definitely—but bodyguards? I've never done that before!" "That shouldn't be difficult. I have confidence in you," Qin said. The female officer still felt uncertain, yet didn't outright reject the idea—instead, she said she'd consider it. In her view, assassins were there to kill, while bodyguards were there to protect—two entirely different professions, even if they shared some common ground, they couldn't be treated as interchangeable. The plane landed smoothly on the airport runway. To avoid creating a scene, Qin had specifically instructed that his sisters not come to meet him at the airport. A car was parked beside the terminal, and once the three of them stepped down, they simply got in and drove off—without using the dedicated arrival corridor. Back home, Zhou Muzi was discussing the script with Gentaro Kiyoko. The two had already had the script revised once by the screenwriter, but some details still didn't quite satisfy them. After all, it was the company's first film, so the two women felt they should strive for excellence. They hadn't yet been told by Qin the young man about the affairs of the Tian Li Sect's female disciples, and they were so focused that neither of them had noticed his arrival. Qin stood by, observing for a while, then suddenly said, "Sisi, Qingzi, I'll bring in a few top-tier actors to join you—how does that sound?" "Of course, but top actors are quite expensive—even if they only play minor roles, they expect a lot." Zhou Xiaoniu raised her head and said, "These days, who truly appears just out of friendship? Even if they do, it's usually people who've worked together many times. We've never met these big names before, so they certainly won't hesitate to charge extra!" Qin nodded, "I promise there will be no cost at all—guaranteed to be top-tier stars!" "Such good news!" Zhou Xiaoniu finally lifted her head fully, suddenly surprised and asking, "Uncle-in-law, when did you come back?" "Exactly, Feng. When did you come back? I have absolutely no memory of you at all," Qingzi replied. Qin Shao was completely defeated. His brother, such a clear goal, had been wandering around the living room for so long—yet they had completely overlooked him. Of course, this also indirectly showed how much the two women cared about the script. "I just came back," he said weakly, feeling utterly invisible and unnoticeable. Zhou Muzi pressed on, "You mentioned several top-tier stars—could you name them? Are you sure you're not just pretending to us and to Aunt Qingzi?" "Wait a minute, have I ever deceived you?" Qin, the eldest son, looked deeply frustrated, then counted off on his fingers, "Yang Mi, Liu Shishish, Fan Chahua, Liu Yifeng... Are these not good choices?" "Of course they are—though why are they all female stars?" "Zhou Xiaoniu tilted her head and said, 'Is there any male actor needed for this play? I notice we need more male performers than female ones!' 'All the actors I know are women,' Qin Shao said, straightforwardly. 'Otherwise, we'd have Su Su establish a separate male wing to attract male performers—but we simply don't have enough time. By the way, just now, how about those three? If they don't work, I'll send you a fresh batch of more experienced actors.'"