Yuhu Heaven and Earth Villa District, Villa No. 7.
A black Bentley Mulsanne pulled up to the entrance.
After the car came to a stop, Han Guangqi stepped out.
His expression was grim, darker than the sky overhead.
When he got home, a middle-aged man with a square face was sitting on the sofa in plaid pajamas, watching the financial news.
This man was Han Shengqun, Han Guangqi's father.
"Dad, I'm home," Han Guangqi said, slumping onto the adjacent sofa. He looked exhausted and dejected.
Han Shengqun nodded and turned off the TV with the remote.
"I saw the news about Berkeley. Their way of handling it was unexpected, but I have to admit, he's got guts. The buzz from this online marketing campaign is unprecedented. It's far more than what a few million could buy."
"I never would have guessed they'd be willing to spend over eight million to resolve a mere hygiene issue. There's no precedent for this."
