Darkstone Code-Chapter 969 - 967: Miraculous

When Director Shi Haoyun’s wife spoke about her sister, there was a touch of sighing, giving the impression that their relationship was quite good.

But that was just an illusion. In a family with multiple siblings, the relationship is at most average, not that good. If there are only two girls...

Their relationship is either very good or very bad, and the relationship between the director’s wife and her sister was, unfortunately, terribly bad!

They started competing since childhood, always feeling that their parents were doting on the other, not themselves, which led to their very poor relationship.

Later, she married the current director, who wasn’t that wealthy at the time, and they seized the opportunity.

Her sister, on the other hand, married an ordinary middle-class partner of a big company, and their competition shifted from themselves to their families and relatives.

This time the other party invited her to be a guest, actually wanting something from her.

The sister, who had fought all her life, suddenly conceded, and that was the reason for her sigh; she wasn’t lamenting how good her relationship with her sister was, she simply won.

When the director heard this, he was taken aback, "Did you say Nagariel?"

His wife nodded again, "Yes, her son is about to graduate and is considering where to go. Recently, he went with his mentor to Nagariel for some investigation and just returned yesterday."

"I know what she means; she wants that kid in your company, but I refused her. It’s impossible!"

It’s common for Federation family members to have distant relationships; most people move out after graduating high school, whether renting alone or with others, they won’t stay at home.

Maintaining a relationship requires frequent contact, and being miles apart, even the best relationships will cool down over time.

Therefore, if there are reports of children refusing to care for the elderly or siblings fighting over trivial matters, it’s quite normal.

They won’t devote too much to someone who shares the same bloodline but little emotional connection; Federations cherish freedom, sometimes also very selfish.

The director frowned slightly, "Make a call and invite them over to our house tomorrow."

His wife was a bit surprised, not understanding why this was happening. When she was about to say something, the wealthy man added, "Tell her we can discuss her son’s job issue."

He looked at his wife, knowing what she was thinking.

Being married for so many years, he understood his wife very well. From what he feels now, it’s like he thinks his wife doesn’t deserve his wealth!

But considering the high rate of the proposer losing in divorce cases, he endured; behind seemingly harmonious and happy lives, there were hidden crises.

"Listen, I’m very tired from work, and the pressure has been great recently, could you do as I say?"

After a brief silence, his wife got up silently, walked to the corner of the wall, and picked up the phone.

Around ten o’clock the next day, the family appeared outside the director’s villa. Looking at the standalone villa with front and back yards, and that huge swimming pool, the woman standing at the door felt waves of bitterness.

If it weren’t for her child, she would never come here to endure her sister’s pretentious sarcasm.

The villa door opened.

"Look at her, dressed as if she’s going to a fashion week, even at home; it’s making me sick!" she complained softly, yet her face wore a cordial smile, waving.

Who would know what she just said? At least her sister didn’t know.

Her husband also whispered with a smile, "Shut up, don’t mess up this family feast, you have to think about the child."

Nowadays, finding a job after graduating from botany is difficult; many enrolled due to passion, or thinking it wouldn’t be that hard, only to find there’s no suitable place for them in society upon graduation.

It’s very tragic, spending so much money, even bearing loans, only to find no job upon graduation. It’s terrifying.

Now, this opportunity was precious, the man wouldn’t let his wife ruin it!

The director’s wife came out to greet them proactively, standing in the garden and exchanging embraces and greetings with her sister, then kissed her nephew’s forehead, and finally gave her sister a simple hug.

The two sisters walked hand in hand, seeming close as one, showing none of those "small problems" between them.

"My husband will be back soon, the chef is preparing lunch, we can chat first," the director’s wife handed a bottle of wine to the servant, leading the three into the living room to sit down.

The luxurious decor highlighted their extraordinary status, causing the two men, one big and one small, to feel envious; this was the symbol of status.

In the occasional subtle conversation between the two women, the director finally returned from outside.

He wore a calm smile, approached them, shook hands with his wife’s sister’s family, then sat down to chat.

"I heard you just went to Nagariel, is the political situation there stable?" As soon as the director spoke, everyone’s attention focused on him.

His cheap nephew adjusted his mindset, then nodded, "Very stable, it’s basically us managing things there. The military in Nagariel has been disbanded, replaced entirely by our people."

"Federation people hold high status, as long as you reveal your Federation identity, no one will look for trouble."

The director listened intently, making the speaker feel valued, evoking a greater desire to talk more.

After discussing many unrelated topics, the director suddenly asked, "You studied botany; do you have any work there?"

He even chuckled while speaking, "If it’s confidential, there’s no need to tell me, I’m just somewhat interested in what you can do."

The young scholar didn’t know whether it was a test or an interview of sorts, but he didn’t want to mess up his impression in this uncle’s mind, so he hesitated for a moment and told the truth.

"The professor guiding me went to Nagariel this time at Every Moment’s request, to find and cultivate tobacco leaves suitable for planting there. That’s mainly what we’re doing."

The director’s heart jumped; he knew he had found an opportunity, yet he nodded calmly, not asking further and changing the conversation topic.

As if, he didn’t know what had happened.

In the environment he deliberately created, the family’s lunch was very satisfying.

Typically, Federation people wouldn’t have a big lunch; they always reserve time for dinner, but today’s lunch was anything but simple.

All essentials were present, leaving the family once more amazed.

Afterward, they toured the wealthy man’s collection room with growing interest, observing the various artworks worth tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, displayed in glass cabinets, marveling at the beautiful art pieces; their souls seemed to undergo a baptism!

A baptism of wealth!

How could someone be this wealthy?

The "Wealth" mentioned on TV and newspapers felt too far from them; they didn’t know what being rich was like, but today, they experienced it close up and it left them deeply shocked.

Even the husband, a senior partner in a big company, handled everything here cautiously with a touch of reverence.

After seeing the family off, the director returned to his study without saying anything, called his subordinate, and told him to quickly obtain what he wanted from his nephew.

The power of money was immensely strong; as the family silently drove home, barely having arrived for a lunch break, the doorbell rang.

A gentleman, well-dressed, stood outside, bluntly stating he was there to see the young man.

To the senior partner and his wife, this might be a friend of their son’s, so they didn’t obstruct much, just called their son out.

"I don’t know you."

In the yard at the door—though it was also a yard, it couldn’t fit a swimming pool; only a doghouse, a table, and a barbecue grill could be placed.

The family had originally been very satisfied with their living environment, but now they didn’t think so anymore.

Standing at the door, the young man evaluated the visitor, saying this sentence.

The visitor maintained a smile, "Of course, this is our first meeting, but I believe we’ll have more opportunities to meet in the future."

The young man didn’t react much; these were ordinary pleasantries, he wouldn’t take them seriously, "What’s your business with me?"

The visitor hesitated a little, "I should just say it, I want some of the tobacco leaves you brought from Nagariel."

If it weren’t too late to go to Nagariel now, they would have done so early.

The request made the young man cautious, "Which company are you from?" he asked, shaking his head, "Sorry, I can’t agree, I signed a confidentiality agreement with the professor, I can’t reveal anything related to my work nor provide any sample."

The visitor didn’t show frustration; he took out a checkbook, wrote out five thousand, and tore it from the book.

"No..." the young man was about to refuse, but the visitor tore the check up in front of him, then wrote another.

This time it was twenty thousand; the young man gulped, although he came from a Middle Class family, this amount wasn’t trivial.

"Sir, please listen to what I..."

The check was torn again, this time it was directly a hundred thousand!

The young man’s breathing became extraordinarily rapid; he looked around, as if making sure no one was watching him, then asked lowly, "Just want some samples?"

The visitor nodded with a smile, "Just some samples!"

"You swear you won’t use it for anything that could threaten me!"

"I swear!"