Chapter 6 Building the Princess's Mansion Personally

"Mr. Zhao?" The director, Niu Hai, approached and spoke with a furious tone. "What's happening here? Mount Panlong has been loaned to us for the past month. How come there are still random people moving around? How do you handle things?" he scolded Zhao. Mr. Zhao's face darkened. "What do you mean, how I handle things? Director Niu, I request that you leave this place within one hour." "Ha, what a joke!" Niu Hai chuckled. "You think you can chase us away with just yourself? Who do you think you are? Do you know the relationship between our boss and Mr. Li? Do you believe that if I say one word, you'll lose your job?" "Very well," Mr. Zhao nodded solemnly. He made a phone call and briefly explained the situation. Then, he activated the speakerphone for everyone to hear. Over the phone, the furious voice of Li Cheng could be heard. "Get out! All of you, get lost! And as for you, Director Niu, you're just a dog. Don't ever work in the directing industry again. These words are coming from me, Li Cheng!" Dudududu... The phone call ended. Director Niu Hai and his companions were left in a bewildered state. "Is it really him?" "How is that even possible?" "Mr. Li has a very close relationship with my boss." "Could it be a misunderstanding, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao..." Niu Hai suddenly panicked. He had worked hard for years to become a second-line director, and now he was losing his job. How could Mr. Zhao have such influence? Why had Mr. Li become so angry? Oh my God! Was the young man from earlier somehow connected to Mr. Li? Ouch! Mr. Li was ninety years old. Could a young man really be his honored guest? Was this for real? Niu Hai realized he had been careless. Mr. Zhao, on the other hand, felt a sense of satisfaction. Niu Hai had always been flaunting his connections with their bosses and Mr. Li in front of him. Seeing him face this punishment brought a sense of poetic justice. "I don't have the time to explain further. Leave this place within an hour, or you will face the consequences," Mr. Zhao warned. "Niu Hai, you've already displeased Mr. Li. If you further provoke him, in the vast city of Mo, there will be no place for you." Mr. Zhao turned and walked away. Just before leaving, he uttered coldly, "Furthermore, never underestimate anyone again. Mr. Li is right—you're just a dog!" Boom! Niu Hai felt like he had been struck by lightning. He stood frozen for a few seconds before quickly turning around and shouting, "Let's go, go, go! We won't continue shooting for now..." The lawn, which is quite spacious, has a drink station on the right side. Su Chen rode his horse over and ordered an ice cream. After dismounting, Su Chen whistled, and the tall black horse raised its front hooves and turned to gallop back to the stables. At this moment, Luo Luo was no longer afraid of the black horse. She hugged her dad's neck, her gaze timidly fixed on the female clerk inside the drink store. However, her attention was quickly drawn to the ice cream, and her face lit up with a strong sense of delight. After receiving the ice cream, Su Chen held the little princess and made his way to the nearby gazebo on the lawn. "Daddy is the best." Luo Luo gave Su Chen a peck on the cheek and then took the ice cream, savoring its delightful taste. After a bite, Luo Luo wiggled her tiny toes and looked up with her innocent, big eyes. "Daddy, Mommy Qianqian doesn't let Luo Luo have ice cream, but it's super delicious, and Luo Luo really likes it." "Ha..." Su Chen chuckled and ruffled the little princess's hair. "If Luo Luo likes it, daddy will take you to have it more often in the future." "Giggle giggle... Daddy, you, you're truly my hero!" Luo Luo was overjoyed, and in her beautiful eyes, Su Chen was everything. Su Chen was enjoying a heartwarming moment with his daughter when suddenly, several luxury cars sped down the nearby road. This captured the attention of both Su Chen and Luo Luo. In the gaze of the father-daughter duo, a figure emerged from the middle car—a person carrying three large flags, dressed in a yellow robe, and wearing a monkey-faced mask. He also held a long staff in his hand and briskly approached the gazebo. Upon reaching it, he clumsily executed a somersault and then began to perform with the staff. "Eh?" At first, Luo Luo didn't recognize him, but suddenly, her eyes brightened, and a shy smile appeared on her small face. She wrapped her arms around Su Chen's neck and spoke softly, yet with a hint of excitement: "Daddy, look, that's Monkey King!" Luo Luo had recently watched the animated series "Monkey King," and now, seeing the Monkey King perform in front of her, she was filled with joy. Her joyful expression brought a smile to Su Chen's face. Although he hadn't seen the cartoon, he had watched a famous actor portray Monkey King in a traditional opera. "Clang, clang, clang!" "I'm here!" "Waaaaaah!" "Watch my cloud!" The person dressed as the Monkey King produced a cotton candy treat and, as if dancing, swayed a few times before leaping into the gazebo. He knelt down on one knee and offered the cotton candy with a smile. Luo Luo was momentarily stunned and then blushed, wrapping her arms around Su Chen's neck in shyness. After a couple of seconds, she turned her gaze to the Monkey King and then back to Su Chen, asking softly, "Daddy, can I eat it?" "Of course, you can." Su Chen smiled and replied, "If my daughter wants to eat something, she can have it." "Thank you, Daddy." Luo Luo giggled happily, and for the first time in a public setting, she let out a slightly louder laugh. Su Chen was deeply pleased by this, and even his gaze toward the Monkey King softened considerably. The Monkey King quickly removed his mask. Revealing a face, he appeared quite elderly, looking around 80 or 90 years old, with a long face and a somewhat weathered appearance. His eyes were relatively large and sharp. Facing Su Chen, he had not yet risen, but he smiled and greeted: "Brother Su, it's been many years. I've missed you a lot!" This man was none other than Li Cheng, the prominent figure behind the Changhe Group, a legendary business tycoon. "You, young man," Su Chen noticed his daughter's curiosity and cleared his throat lightly. "From now on, you can call me Mr. Su." "Yes, Mr. Su," Li Cheng responded with a childlike smile. Deep down, Li Cheng was also quite moved. He had never expected Su Chen to have a daughter. Reflecting on their earlier years, when he had first met Su Chen, the resemblance between then and now was striking. Su Chen had been elegant and composed. Li Cheng had grown up following Su Chen for two years and had witnessed numerous grand occasions. In an era plagued by rampant banditry, Su Chen had accompanied Li Cheng's transportation team. When the second-ranked bandit gang in Jianghu had encountered Su Chen, their eyes had nearly popped out in fear. The gang's leader had even severed his own arm on the spot as a sign of submission before leaving. Li Cheng had also witnessed various military leaders visiting Su Chen, their attitudes exceedingly respectful. "The Heavenly King's Hall, Su Chen, the last king," Li Cheng mused, "but alas, I've only known him for two years and am aware of just this one facet of his identity. However, I truly envy Su Chen's ability to remain forever youthful." Li Cheng's gaze then landed on the little princess, Luo Luo, who was born into the Heavenly King's Hall. "Princess, I'm Li Cheng. In the future, you can simply call me Old Man Li or even Old Li." Li Cheng said with a warm smile. Su Chen couldn't help but find Li Cheng's antics both amusing and endearing. It seemed that Li Cheng had a knack for making people happy. In this world, perhaps only Su Chen could make Li Cheng act a bit silly just to bring a smile to his face. Seeing that Su Chen was in good spirits, Li Cheng proceeded to discuss the matter at hand. He lowered his head slightly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead, and spoke: "Brother Su, it was my mistake to allow others to use Pan Long Island. That film crew belongs to Fairview Entertainment, and their president, Miss Chen, is the granddaughter of my late close friend. She's been working tirelessly on her own, and I promised to help her out at that time. I didn't expect her subordinates to be so reckless as to provoke Mr. Su. Rest assured, I will give them a stern lesson." "Very well," Su Chen nodded. "In appreciation for your performance for my daughter, I'll spare them this time. As for this place, I want it all demolished. I intend to personally build a princess's residence for my daughter." This statement left Li Cheng momentarily taken aback. Just how grand would it be if Elder Brother Su personally constructed a princess's residence? "I will do my best!" Li Cheng replied earnestly. Su Chen pondered for a moment and added, "Please find me a professional design team. I intend to take inspiration from modern designers since contemporary architecture offers a wide variety of styles, including high-rise buildings, villas, estates, and individual homes." Su Chen traveled in the modern world for only a few years in total, and many of his ideas originated from the ancient dynastic society. Now that he has a daughter, he is much more thoughtful in considering matters. When it comes to designing the Princess Mansion, his considerations go beyond just his personal aesthetics; he also intends to incorporate some modern elements. "Yes! I'll make the arrangements right away," Li Cheng promptly replied. As soon as the words were spoken, Li Cheng's cell phone rang. He walked a short distance away to answer the call and quickly returned to the gazebo. "Mr. Su, there are two groups of people outside. The first group is from the Lei family, they wish to pay a visit to you. The second group is Li family from Tai Cang, they have come to apologize," Li Cheng conveyed the message. "Luo Luo, do you like marshmallows? Look at you, your mouth is covered in them," Su Chen said, holding Luo Luo in his arms as they sat on a bench. Luo Luo held ice cream in her left hand and marshmallows in her right, enjoying both treats simultaneously. There were traces of marshmallow on her lips, and she accidentally dropped a small piece of ice cream on Su Chen's clothes. Su Chen seemed unfazed, almost as if he hadn't noticed, and he had a smile on his face as he reached to wipe Luo Luo's lips. "Daddy, I'm eating very slowly, but there's so much. I can't keep up. You should eat some too," Luo Luo said, raising her little arm and offering a spoonful of ice cream to Su Chen. This was her way of expressing her affection for him. Su Chen's heart warmed, and he savored the ice cream as if it were the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. Meanwhile, Li Cheng, who had made the previous statement, received no response. He discreetly bowed, knowing what needed to be done. In Su's world, those he had no interest in seeing were shut out, even if they waited indefinitely. As Li Cheng walked away, he suddenly heard Su Chen's voice echoing directly in his mind, "There's a man named Li Kun; have his legs broken and send him to Africa for ten years of labor." Li Cheng gasped in shock. He couldn't believe that Su's voice had reached him so directly in his mind. What kind of mystical ability was this? "Yes," Li Cheng replied without looking back. His eyes were filled with reverence as he nodded and departed, fully aware that when Su Lao spoke, it marked the final word, and no one could change the course of events.