After Penguin Ma arrived in Modu, he first called his beloved daughter.
"Yuqin, Dad has arrived in Modu. Where are you? Dad wants to come and see you." Penguin Ma spoke subtly, primarily using seeing his daughter as an excuse.
"Dad, you're in Modu? I'm at Lin'er's place. I'll ask Lin'er first and then call you back." Ma Yuqin hung up the phone hastily.
She was currently staying at Xia Lin's house. If her father wanted to visit, she naturally had to greet Xia Lin first.
"Lin'er, my dad is in Modu. Is it okay for him to come visit?" Ma Yuqin asked Xia Lin after hanging up the phone.
"Uncle Ma is coming? Then hurry up and call your dad over," Xia Lin said happily.
Xia Lin greatly admired Penguin Ma, this entrepreneur. In a way, she was still an employee under him.
Although she hadn't signed a contract with Shark Platform, she had been live-streaming on Shark Platform for two years.
"Okay, I'll call my dad then." Ma Yuqin walked aside and dialed Penguin Ma's number.
"Dad, you can come. I'll send you the location," Ma Yuqin told her father over the phone.
"Okay, send it over." Penguin Ma sounded a bit excited.
After hanging up the phone, Penguin Ma was somewhat agitated. It was his first time visiting Xia Feng. Would it be impolite to go empty-handed?
What should he bring to maintain a sense of class and status?
Penguin Ma was troubled by the decision of whether to bring a gift or not.
In the end, Penguin Ma asked Ma Yuqin and decided to go empty-handed. Bringing a gift might be the most awkward choice.
Penguin Ma's private car stopped outside the villa. As soon as he got out, Penguin Ma looked up at the villa and felt a pang of nervousness.
Just as he was about to enter, he encountered Dula Bide, who was coming out to take out the trash.
"Duke Peter," Penguin Ma greeted first.
"Hm? Are you Mr. Ma?" Dula Bide glanced at Penguin Ma, feeling that the person in front of him looked somewhat familiar—wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a refined appearance.
Penguin Ma was one of China's largest entrepreneurs and had some fame in various countries around the world. It was normal for Dula Bide to recognize him.
"Yes, it's me," Penguin Ma nodded.
"What are you here for? Don't tell me you're looking for me? If you're here for business matters, contact someone else. I don't have time for this nonsense."
Dula Bide's first reaction was that Penguin Ma had come to find him.
However, Dula Bide was not entirely wrong; Penguin Ma was indeed here to see him.
"No, my daughter is inside. I'm here to see my daughter." Penguin Ma smiled awkwardly, feeling a bit flustered at being found out.
"Oh? Your daughter is?" Dula Bide was taken aback.
"Ma Yuqin, Lin'er's good friend," Penguin Ma replied.
"Ah, you should have said so earlier! We're all family. Wait for me, I'll throw out the trash and we can go in together."
Upon hearing this, Dula Bide's face broke into a smile resembling a chrysanthemum, as if they were old friends.
Ma Yuqin was Lin'er's good friend, and Lin'er was the Master's most beloved sister. This relationship was self-evident, so Dula Bide immediately categorized Penguin Ma as "one of them."
Penguin Ma was somewhat caught off guard by Dula Bide's sudden change in demeanor.
*How pragmatic!*
*Foreigners are indeed foreigners.*
Dula Bide, after discarding the trash, scurried back and said enthusiastically, "Mr. Ma, please, come in."
As Penguin Ma entered the villa, Ma Yuqin ran over and called out, "Dad!"
"Hello, Uncle Ma. Welcome to our home," Xia Lin also walked over.
"Uncle Ma."
"Uncle Ma."
Guo Min Xiao Wang, Qin Dou, and Qin Wen all walked over and greeted him.
Dula Bide watched from the side, secretly impressed. *Is Old Ma this popular?*
*Fortunately, I was still polite just now.*
"Mr. Ma, we meet again. I am Yinglun Peter," Yinglun Peter stepped forward to greet him.
It was Yinglun Peter who had called Penguin Ma last time.
"Hello everyone. Lin'er, Yuqin hasn't been bothering you, has she?" Penguin Ma asked.
After speaking, he scanned his surroundings, hoping to catch sight of the rumored Xia Feng.
"No, Sister Yuqin is very good," Xia Lin quickly waved her hands.
Penguin Ma nodded with satisfaction, seeing that his daughter and Lin'er had a good relationship.
Penguin Ma could feel the genuine warmth from everyone and felt a sense of pride. His only regret was that he hadn't seen Xia Feng in person yet.
*Is he not at home?*
At this moment, Dula Bide walked over and said, "Mr. Ma, let's discuss any potential collaborations between our two families."
*Circumstances change.* Penguin Ma, being so respected by Xia Lin, intended to secure this relationship first. As for collaborations, he would cooperate if it was suitable, and it didn't matter if it wasn't.
*Don't let good fortune flow to outsiders.*
"Alas... I'll discuss cooperation matters with Duke Peter later. Recently, the company has encountered some troubles abroad."
Penguin Ma seized the opportunity, following Dula Bide's words.
Dula Bide, unaware of the many intricacies of the Chinese, asked with great interest, "I might not be able to help with your troubles in China, but if it's abroad, perhaps I can offer assistance."
Penguin Ma smiled inwardly. *As expected.*
"Today, we received a notice from the country of A. They have suspended our main business, WeChat, claiming that our group's WeChat violates their national information security and can be accurately located."
Penguin Ma feigned a distressed expression, which was quite fitting.
"Country of A?" Dula Bide confirmed.
"Yes, that's right," Penguin Ma nodded.
"Let me make a call. Perhaps I can help you." Dula Bide eagerly took on the task.
"That would be truly wonderful. Thank you." Penguin Ma expressed his gratitude.
"We're all family, you understand." Dula Bide gave Penguin Ma a knowing look and then proceeded to make a call.
Dula Bide directly dialed the private number of Modu, the leader of country A.
This Modu was the person in power in country A. Dula Bide had contributed significantly during his election. Furthermore, country A was once their colony, and even though Great Britain had left, country A still feared them.
"Duke Peter, hello," a voice responded from the other end of the phone.
"Old Mo, have you been doing anything to cause trouble lately?" Dula Bide's voice was low, neither happy nor sad, leaving Modu confused.
The Modu on the other end was taken aback. Had he done anything to upset Dula Bide?
Moreover, how would he dare to do anything to upset Dula Bide? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
In the eyes of others, Dula Bide might just be a Duke from Great Britain and a financial magnate, but he knew Dula Bide's true background.
When Modu was very young, Dula Bide had already appeared in country A. At that time, he was merely a Marquis.
Even though he was only a Marquis, Modu still clearly remembered that day's terror.
Thinking of that day, even as the person in power in country A, he felt a shiver of fear.