Half an hour later, the supermarket manager personally drove Berloff Reed in the Red Flag Supermarket's delivery van to the newly developed villa community in the county town.
Berloff directed the delivery van to Villa No. 8.
At that moment, a brand-new white BMW 5 Series was parked in front of the villa.
Seeing this, Berloff smiled with satisfaction.
After transferring a million dollars to his parents last time, they had finally bought a house and a car in their hometown, thanks to his constant urging.
It seemed that his frugal parents had finally splurged for once.
Only then did Berloff call his parents to let them know he was back.
Thud, thud, thud...
He saw his parents running quickly to the yard to open the door for him.
"Dad, Mom, I'm home!"
Mrs. Nadine's face was full of smiles, but she playfully scolded, "You rascal, how could you come back without telling us in advance? You deserve a spanking!"Mr. Brock gave Berloff a stern look. "So reckless and impatient! If you had called ahead, I would have gone to the airport to pick you up."
Hearing his parents' familiar nagging warmed Berloff's heart. He smiled and said, "I wanted to surprise you!"
"Oh, by the way, I bought you some gifts from the Red Flag Supermarket. Let them bring the stuff in first."
Mr. Brock and Mrs. Nadine finally noticed that Berloff Reed was followed by a delivery truck from Red Flag Supermarket.
"You silly boy, we have our own hands and feet. You didn't need to buy things for us from the city!" Mrs. Nadine exclaimed.
"Alright, let it go, dear. The stuff is already here. Let's just let them bring it in," Mr. Brock said.
Soon, the supermarket manager and a few helpers brought all the items into the spacious villa's living room.
As Berloff walked in, he saw a table in the dining room already set with a feast of delicious food and drinks.
"Hey, Mom and Dad, are you expecting guests tonight?" Berloff asked.
Mrs. Nadine smiled warmly. "We just moved in recently, so your dad invited some old colleagues over for a nice dinner tonight."
Berloff nodded with a smile. "That's great! I bought a lot of good wine and cigars from the supermarket. We can use them to entertain your friends."
Mr. Brock frowned slightly and scolded, "You finally made some money, so don't go wasting it recklessly!"
"Now that we've bought a house and a car, you should save up more and start thinking about settling down."
Mrs. Nadine chimed in, "Yes, Berloff, this time you're back, I've arranged a few blind dates for you. You need to settle down soon."
Berloff couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.
I've finally got some money, of course, I want to enjoy life a bit. Getting married and having kids so early, tying myself down to one tree, how boring would that be?
Ding dong! Ding dong!
Just then, the doorbell rang.
A group of old colleagues invited by Berloff Reed's parents had arrived.
When the door opened, a group of fifty-something uncles and aunties poured in.After some pleasantries, they started touring the villa, showering it with compliments.
"Wow! Brock, your family has really made it big. Living in a villa and driving a BMW, it's truly enviable."
"Exactly, and your son Berloff is so filial. Unlike my own kid, who just messes around outside all day. It's infuriating."
"Berloff, you're so young and you've already bought a villa and luxury cars for your family. You're going places!"
"Yes, Berloff has always been a good student. He even went to Silk City for college. Now, just a few years after graduation, he's already so successful."
"Berloff, what kind of girls do you like? Auntie can keep an eye out for you. I guarantee your parents will be holding a grandchild within two years!"
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Faced with the enthusiastic chatter of the uncles and aunties, Berloff felt a headache coming on.
"Hehe, I just got lucky and landed a few big deals, made a bit of money."
"Our family is just middle-class now, nothing compared to Uncle Zephyr, a big boss."Berloff humbly complimented the chubby Uncle Zephyr, "Uncle Zephyr, my dad told me that after you were laid off, you started a construction contracting business back home and now you're worth millions. That's truly impressive!"
Uncle Zephyr gave a modest smile and waved his hand, "I work myself to the bone all year round and don't make much. It's really nothing worth mentioning."
Hearing this, the attention of the uncles and aunties instantly shifted to Uncle Zephyr.
"Berloff is right. Uncle Zephyr now has a personal driver and rides around in a Mercedes S600 every day. He's truly a big boss now."
"Yeah, among all of us old friends, Zephyr is the most successful. Berloff, you should definitely learn from your Uncle Zephyr."
"Absolutely! Just look at Zephyr. He used to be so skinny, but now he's enjoying the good life with fancy food and drinks, and even Beatrice has put on some weight."
Mr. Brock also smiled and said, "It's true. We just recently upgraded to a nicer house, otherwise, we wouldn't have dared to invite such a big boss like Zephyr over for dinner."
Mrs. Nadine chuckled, "Zephyr, we've only prepared some simple food today. You're used to gourmet meals, so don't mind the humble fare."
Zephyr rubbed his bald head and smiled helplessly, "Come on, we've been friends for decades. No need to be so formal with me!"
"By the way, I have a few good bottles of wine in my car. I'll ask my driver to bring them in so we can have a good drink tonight."
Just as he was about to call his driver, Berloff Reed swiftly brought over a cardboard box.
"Uncle Zephyr, no need for that."I just bought a few bottles of Maotai for my dad at the supermarket. I wanted everyone to try them tonight."
With that, Berloff opened the box and took out the bottles.
Zephyr smiled slightly, "Maotai, huh... This wine... What the heck!"
Seeing the old-fashioned packaging of the Maotai in Berloff's hand, Zephyr's eyes widened, and he exclaimed on the spot.
"What's wrong, Zephyr? Is there something wrong with the money?" Mr. Brock's heart skipped a beat as he asked instinctively.
"Could it be that Berloff bought fake liquor?" Another old colleague chimed in, joining the commotion.
"Fake liquor? I don't think so. It's just that the packaging looks pretty shabby. I've never seen anything like it."
"Nowadays, a bottle of premium Maotai can go for over $500. I wonder how much Berloff spent on this one?"
"Berloff, you didn't just spend a few bucks on this, did you? If so, then there might really be a problem with this liquor."
At this moment, Zephyr stared intently at the bottle of Maotai and shouted, "What are you all talking about?""This is a fifty-year-old Maotai vintage. There are only a few bottles like this in the entire county."
"I had the chance to taste it once, about six months ago, with a billionaire. It's incredibly rare and valuable."
Hearing this, everyone exchanged glances.
"A fifty-year-old Maotai vintage? Is it really that valuable?"
Zephyr rolled his eyes at the person who asked, "One bottle costs $15,000. What do you think?"
Gasp...
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but take a sharp breath, staring at Berloff Reed in shock.