Zhou Tengyun personally drove for Liu Hui, whose convoy, shielded by several escort vehicles, made its way toward the Li family mansion.

After the second Li son conveyed Guo Jia’s desire for a meeting, Liu Hui pondered. Although he currently intensely disliked the thought of seeing Guo Jia, he still felt it was better to meet and ascertain the other party's intentions. As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy to win a hundred battles. Without understanding the opponent's trump cards, formulating a suitable countermeasure would be impossible; hence this trip to the Li family.

When Liu Hui was still a student, the Li family already commanded respect throughout the entire Chinese community. He used to dream of various scenarios for meeting this old Superman, never imagining this dream would materialize under such circumstances.

Led by the second Li son’s vehicle, Liu Hui’s motorcade slowly entered the Li estate. The Li family mansion wasn't ostentatious, but it exuded a deep sense of gravitas, immediately conveying a history steeped in experience, subtly fostering goodwill toward the master of the house.

Liu Hui alighted and entered the mansion with the second Li son, only to find Miss He the Sixth sitting on the living room sofa, playing a handheld game console. Seeing Liu Hui enter, she turned off the game, stood up, and smiled, “Young Master Hui, you look particularly handsome today.”

“Heh heh, though hardly as beautifully captivating as Miss the Sixth,” Liu Hui smiled back, though he felt a slight oddity—where was Young Master Bao, who usually stood beside Miss He teasing her?

“Young Master Hui, what are you looking at?” the second Li son asked, noticing Liu Hui looking around curiously.

“Where are your good friends? Why is only Miss the Sixth here?” Liu Hui inquired.

“Ahem, well, after that incident between you and Young Master Wei last time, they were afraid of making things awkward seeing you, so they didn’t show up,” the second Li son explained vaguely.

Liu Hui instantly understood everything. These friends’ families must have chosen sides between him and Wei Chao. It seemed they had chosen Wei Chao, hence their absence. The Li family and the He family, however, had chosen him, which was why Miss the Sixth was present—to signal her family's stance.

“Heh heh, it’s fine; we’re still friends whether they come or not,” Liu Hui realized the crux of the situation.

“My father told me you are the world’s most eligible bachelor, and he urged me to visit your company often to see if there’s a chance I might marry myself off,” Miss He the Sixth said with a slight pout.

“Heh heh, you are always welcome. If you visit our company, the work enthusiasm of our male employees will instantly increase by fifty percent,” Liu Hui joked.

“Alright, now the old man wants to see Young Master Hui. You two can chat later; there will be plenty of opportunities in the future,” the second Li son said, not forgetting his father’s arrangement.

“Young Master Hui, you go ahead; I’ll continue with my game,” Miss the Sixth smiled, holding up her game console.

So, Liu Hui and the second son proceeded to see the old Superman. After passing through several corridors, the second son led Liu Hui to push open a wooden door and enter a room.

Upon entering, Liu Hui immediately saw the room was packed with books. An elderly man wearing his signature large, dark-rimmed glasses sat on a sofa, watching him, while a middle-aged man stood respectfully behind him.

“Hello, Uncle Li,” Despite having imagined how he would act upon meeting this legendary figure, Liu Hui’s heart settled completely at this moment, devoid of any initial nervousness.

The old Superman nodded subtly at Liu Hui’s composed demeanor, saying, “I call you Xiao Hui; you don’t mind, do you?”

“Heh heh, for an elder like you to call me that is my honor; how could I possibly mind?” Liu Hui replied with a smile.

“Xiao Hui, please take a seat,” the old Superman gestured to a nearby chair.

“Thank you for the seat, Uncle,” Liu Hui expressed his thanks before sitting down. The second Li son immediately poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

“Xiao Hui, let me introduce you. This is my Eldest Son. He had an incident when he was younger, so he travels less often; you might not recognize him. You already know Second Son,” the old Superman introduced them.

“Hello, Big Brother Li,” Liu Hui said with a smile.

“Heh heh, Young Master Hui achieving such great success at such a young age is quite enviable for those of us older than you,” the eldest son said courteously.

“It’s all minor skirmishes, nothing worth mentioning. The profound influence your Li family wields over the Chinese community is far beyond what I can match,” Liu Hui flattered.

“Xiao Hui, you should already grasp the Li family’s stance towards you. We called you here this time not only to arrange the meeting with Guo Jia but also because we need your help with one other matter,” the old Superman cut straight to the point, wasting no time.

“Uncle, please speak freely. If I can be of any assistance, I will certainly spare no effort,” Liu Hui said cheerfully.

“I have some photographs and documents here that you can look at first. Of course, I must specifically state that I did not deliberately collect these items; I merely saw them elsewhere, found them quite interesting, and organized them,” the old Superman explained. As he spoke, the second son handed over a file folder.

Liu Hui curiously took the file folder and withdrew the contents, revealing a few photographs and a stack of documents.

One photograph showed a recent picture of Chen Changsheng, seemingly taken on the day of Mei Peng’s wedding. Another photo was of the aged and frail Chen Songlin, along with several black-and-white pictures that appeared to be Chen Songlin in his youth.

“Uncle, what is the meaning of this?” Liu Hui asked.

Today is International Children's Day; wishing all former children a happy holiday. Upon today's update, the total word count reaches 6; thanks to readers: "Jiang Tianya" for two monthly passes, "Congratulations 1975" for one monthly pass, and "Three Kingdoms" for one monthly pass for their support. As I always say, with your support, ‘Hidden Fish Sailing Out’ gains more motivation to write works that satisfy you all.