"Yes!" The crowd answered in unison, but there was no sign of relaxation in their actions.
Qin Jiran watched this scene unfold and couldn’t shake the feeling of familiarity; it resembled a military review. After a brief thought, he realized that these individuals must have undergone militaristic managent, for they wouldn’t exhibit such behavior otherwise.
"Well then, if my presence here makes you uneasy, I won’t waste words. The red envelopes for this year’s annual eting are ready and contained within this box. The rules remain the sa: those who win can co up and take one. Let’s start now." Father Su gestured grandly, and imdiately soone brought over a large box filled with hundreds of red envelopes. Compared to the number of people present, there were more than enough envelopes, truly capturing the spirit of giving red envelopes – one just didn’t know what was actually inside them.
Normally, red envelopes would contain money, but Qin Jiran felt that it couldn’t just be money inside them, considering that none of the people present were lacking in funds. Since the Su family mbers often did the unexpected, Qin Jiran grew curious and asked Su Yanyi, "Yanyi, what’s inside the red envelopes?"
"Everything." Although Su Yanyi was answering Qin Jiran, her gaze was sharp, as if searching for sothing, before slowly fixing on a few points. The individuals standing at those points were also looking at Su Yanyi with eager eyes, full of a similar fighting spirit to hers.
Following Su Yanyi’s gaze, Qin Jiran also noticed several people of similar age to Yanyi, both n and won.
"Let’s go, I’ll introduce you to a few friends." After locating those individuals, Su Yanyi took Qin Jiran’s hand and walked over, and those people also started moving slowly towards them. There were about five of them, and they quickly gathered around Yanyi and her companion.
"Miss, long ti no see!" The oldest-looking man among them greeted her respectfully, pausing briefly when his eyes swept over Qin Jiran before saying, "This must be Mr. Qin, hello, I’m Pang Zhongwen, and I’m delighted to et you."
"Hello, I’m Qin Jiran, and I’m also pleased to et you." Qin Jiran was amiable, although he wasn’t entirely comfortable with the man’s overly respectful deanor, which felt more intense than the usual superior-subordinate dynamic. Nevertheless, he didn’t show much reaction, knowing that it represented the honor and legacy of the Su family mbers.
Though it wasn’t his first ti here or his first encounter with the Su family’s power, Qin Jiran still had a unique feeling, as if only now was he truly getting to understand the Su family. And this understanding was only the most superficial of beginnings.
"Brother-in-law, I’m Su Yun, happy to et you!" Su Yun appeared to be the youngest girl there, lively in both her gaze and tone, looking at Qin Jiran with curiosity.
"I’m Chu Xiaowen, it’s a pleasure to et you, son-in-law!" Chu Xiaowen seed to be about the sa age as Qin Jiran, sowhat reserved, and was a rather strapping man.
"I’m Su Zhixin, Mr. Qin, long have I admired your na." Su Zhixin greeted Qin Jiran with a smile, but there was sothing calculating about it, like a fox smiling at you.
"I’m Su Jiaojiao, hello brother-in-law." The last girl to greet him seed to be of a similar age to Yanyi. She appeared demure and possessed an air of a professional woman, which surprisingly did not match her delicate-sounding na.
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