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Director Qin locked the drawer, looked up at Luo Fei, his lips slightly parted, a thousand words welling up in his heart, but in the end he only said, "Giving out benefits is a good thing, go ahead."

Luo Fei nodded, and with a thought, he disappeared from the office and returned to his own courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Chu Yue was practicing in the middle of the courtyard when she saw Luo Fei appear there, but she didn't stop.

Luo Fei observed her movements but found nothing wrong, so he walked straight to a more open area on the side of the yard.

He began taking things out of the ring.

The first two hundred phones were taken out; the packaging boxes of the latest Huawei flagship phones were piled up on the ground, forming a low wall.

Next came a thousand thermos cups.

Then came a thousand durians, unwrapped, round, spiky fruits piled on the ground like a small mountain.

The air is filled with the rich aroma of durian—the sweet and cloying fragrance unique to ripe durian, enough to make lovers drool, but also enough to make those who don't like it frown.

Next came two hundred boxes of tissues, stacked in two rows, with the words "Heart to Heart" and a cartoon figure holding hands printed on the side.

Finally, there was a ton of walnuts.

Chu Yue stopped what she was doing, staring at the mountain of supplies piled up in the center of the courtyard, her hand frozen in mid-air.

She stepped forward, squatted down, and gently poked the sharp thorn of a durian with her finger, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Luo Fei took out his phone and dialed the number of village chief Luo Youfu.

"Uncle Youfu, do you have some free time now? Come to my house; I have something I'd like to give you."

On the other end of the phone, Luo Youfu was eating breakfast. He hadn't even finished his porridge when he heard "some things," so he immediately put down his chopsticks, got up, and went out.

His wife called from behind, "Change your shoes." He glanced down at the shoes on his feet, ignored her, and hurriedly left the house in his plastic slippers.

Walking on the cement ground in the yard, my slippers made a clattering sound.

He arrived at Luo Fei's house, stood at the gate, looked at the things piled up in the yard, and slowly opened his mouth.

He stepped forward, squatted down, and touched the packaging box of a mobile phone. The smooth feel of the plastic film made his fingers unconsciously glide over it.

"Xiaofei, are these... all for the village?"

Luo Fei replied, "It's National Day, so we're distributing some benefits to the villagers. Each household will receive a cell phone, a thermos and a durian, a box of tissues, and some walnuts. If there aren't enough, please distribute them as you see fit; if there are any left over, please handle them yourselves. Could you please ask a few people to help carry them out and deliver them to each household?"

Luo Youfu stood up, wiped his hands on his pants, and took out his phone to make a call.

He first called the village accountant, then the women's director, and then contacted several strong young men in the village.

Upon hearing "Luo Fei is giving out perks," the people on the other end of the phone didn't ask what the perks were or how much they were; they all immediately agreed, "Coming right away."

The accountant arrived on an electric scooter, with the women's director on the back. Before the scooter had even come to a complete stop, she jumped off.

When the women's director got off the bus, she was carrying several woven bags, which looked like they were for storing things. The bags were printed with the words "urea".

Several young men ran over; some were wearing slippers, some were shirtless, and some had their hair disheveled—each with a different appearance.

Luo Fei watched them move their things away, and then saw Uncle Fu standing at the gate of the courtyard directing them, his voice much louder than usual.

He turned and walked to the corner of the yard. The Spirit Gathering Grass had grown taller, and the largest leaf was almost the size of a palm, with its veins gleaming faintly gold in the sunlight.

Luo Fei took out his phone and dialed his aunt's number.

The phone was answered after ringing three times, and Luo Yumei's voice came from the other end.

"Xiaofei, what's up? I'm swamped with work right now."

Luo Fei replied, "Auntie, I've prepared some National Day benefits for the company's employees, and I'm sending them to you now."

He hung up the phone, glanced at Chu Yue, and with a slight thought, he appeared in his aunt's office the next second.

When Luo Yumei saw Luo Fei suddenly appear, she immediately stood up from her chair, quickly walked around the desk, and carefully looked him up and down before she could say anything.

Just then, the office door was pushed open, and Liu Qiang walked in with a document in his hand.

When he saw Luo Fei, he was stunned for a moment, then a surprised smile appeared on his face. He quickly walked forward and called out, "Brother Fei."

Luo Fei nodded and chatted briefly with Liu Qiang and his aunt about the company's recent situation. He learned that Qing Sitang's business was booming and that new products were about to be launched, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

The three then walked together to the company's conference room.

The conference room features a long, solid wood conference table, with dozens of chairs neatly arranged around it. It is mainly used for meetings and receiving clients.

Luo Fei took out items from the ring, the quantity of which was prepared according to the number of employees.

As he took the items, he instructed, "Distribute these items and give everyone a red envelope. The money will be deducted from my account."

Luo Yumei originally wanted to say "No need," but she swallowed the words back.

She knew Luo Fei's temperament all too well; once he said something, he would never take it back.

After handling the welfare matters of Qing Si Tang, Luo Fei set off for Chenyu Technology.

He doesn't usually participate in the company's operations; the day-to-day management is handled by the deputy general manager, Wang Mingyuan.

The company is small, with only a few dozen employees, but its profits are relatively stable.

Luo Fei flew directly to the company rooftop. When he walked down the stairs to the office area, the receptionist was so surprised that she almost jumped off her chair, her eyes wide open.

She had watched Luo Fei's live stream on her phone and knew his identity, but this was the first time she had met him in person, and her heart couldn't help but race.

Luo Fei nodded gently to her and walked straight into the office area.

Upon receiving the notification from the receptionist, Wang Mingyuan immediately rushed out of his office with a respectful smile: "President Luo, what brings you here? You didn't even give me a heads-up."

Luo Fei waved his hand and got straight to the point: "National Day is coming soon, let's give the employees some benefits."

He arrived at the conference room, took out the corresponding welfare supplies according to the number of employees, and instructed Wang Mingyuan to give each person a red envelope of two thousand yuan.

Wang Mingyuan took out his notebook and carefully wrote down everything, afraid of missing any details.

The employees in the office area stood by their workstations, watching curiously. Some took out their phones to take pictures, while others whispered among themselves, discussing the mysterious boss.

Luo Fei ignored the stares and, after finishing everything, teleported back home.

-

Around noon, the Kyoto University cafeteria was in its peak dining season.

Luo Ying carried her tray and sat with her roommates by the window, where sunlight streamed through the window and onto the dining table.

Her roommates sat opposite and beside her. Chen Yu pushed up her glasses, picked up a mouthful of rice, and suddenly stopped chewing.

She looked at Luo Ying, her expression suggesting she had been holding back something for a long time and was finally about to speak.

"Luo Ying, your stamina has really improved a lot lately. Last time in PE class, when we ran the 800 meters, the rest of us were almost exhausted by the time we reached the finish line, but you weren't even out of breath or red in the face. It was unbelievable."

Zhang Yue put down her chopsticks, leaned closer, and, with her mouth still full of food, said in a slightly muffled voice, "Exactly! And last time you moved the new books, such a heavy box, and you carried it up four flights of stairs with just one hand, without even breaking a sweat! What kind of amazing food have you been eating to become so healthy? Share your secret with us!"

Liu Qian didn't say anything, but her eyes clearly conveyed the question—"Are you hiding something from us?"

Luo Ying put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a napkin, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "My brother taught me a set of physical training techniques that can improve one's physique."

Chen Yu's chopsticks, which were holding a spare rib, froze in mid-air. The rib fell back onto the plate with a "thud," and some soup splashed onto her sleeve, but she didn't notice at all.

"Body-training techniques? You mean... the kind of martial arts like the internal energy cultivation in wuxia novels?"

Luo Ying shook her head and explained, "It's not internal energy cultivation, it's a complex set of movements that can comprehensively improve your physical fitness after practicing it."

Zhang Yue leaned over from the opposite side, resting her elbows on the table, her chin gently on the back of her hand, and blinked. Her eyelashes were long, and when she blinked, they looked like two small fans.

"Then go ask. We'd like to visit your house during the National Day holiday, and while we're at it, we'll ask your brother if we can learn body-refining techniques too."

"Yeah, can we learn from you? We don't need to be as good as you, just able to run 800 meters without getting out of breath is enough."

Liu Qian put down the soup spoon, clasped her hands together in front of her, and murmured something as if she were praying.

Chen Yu added, "By the way, could we ride in your brother's spaceship for a little while? Just for a short time."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with seriousness. Zhang Yue and Liu Qian nodded in agreement, and all three pairs of eyes turned to look at Luo Ying.

Luo Ying swallowed the rice in her mouth, her chopsticks hovering in mid-air, a hint of hesitation in her heart.

She knew her roommates weren't acting on impulse; their relationship had grown closer since they were rescued from northern Myanmar.

The tacit understanding and trust forged through shared experiences on the brink of life and death is something that ordinary roommates can hardly match.

She understood that her roommates genuinely wanted to learn this body-training technique and were also very curious about her brother's spaceship.

She picked up the phone on the table, scrolled to Luo Fei's number, paused briefly on the screen, and then pressed the call button.

The call connected quickly, and Luo Fei's gentle voice came through the receiver: "Xiao Ying? What happened?"

Luo Ying's fingers tightened slightly around her phone. She took a deep breath and said, "Brother, my roommates want to know—can they also learn body-refining techniques? Also, they want to come to our house during the National Day holiday, could they... ride on your spaceship back?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and Luo Ying's heart jumped as she nervously awaited her brother's reply.