allendalepharm Chapter 345 With Success and Fame, Lin Zhou Plans to Retire
Chapter 345 With Success and Fame, Lin Zhou Plans to Retire
The moment the TV was turned off, the noisy praise in the living room receded like a tide.
Lin Zhou got up and walked to the window.
The snow scene in Xishan remains unchanged, with the continuous mountain range covered by a thick layer of cold white, exuding a solemn and desolate atmosphere.
He looked at the scenery, but the sharp edge he used to have in his deep pupils was gone, replaced by weariness.
From a stray dog banished by the Lin family to a true god who now dominates the global financial and cultural lifeline.
He walked this path too fast and killed too ruthlessly.
The system interface had been dormant in my mind for a long time; those mandatory task prompts hadn't appeared for a long time.
His current net worth and fame have already reached their ceiling on this planet.
This invincible sense of loneliness can sometimes be more exhausting than fighting.
When Su Qingge pushed open the door, she saw Lin Zhou gazing at the snow scene in a daze.
She wore a soft cashmere shawl and walked with light steps, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the moment.
"What are you thinking about?"
She walked behind him and naturally reached out to wrap her arms around his broad waist.
Lin Zhou naturally covered the back of her hand, transferring the warmth of his palm to her.
"I'm wondering if we've already lived up to our potential in this lifetime."
Lin Zhou chuckled softly, his tone carrying a hint of self-deprecating relief.
"The world's richest man, an Oscar grand slam winner, and even foreigners are starting to learn how to speak like us."
"Qingge, tell me, what's the point of going any further besides those cold, hard numbers increasing?"
Su Qingge sensed the lack of interest in his words.
She turned her head to the side, pressing her cheek against his strong back.
"Are you tired?"
"It's not just about being tired."
Lin Zhou turned around and pulled his wife into his arms.
He lowered his head, his nose brushing against the delicate fragrance of her hair.
"It's like I suddenly realized that none of those things are that important anymore."
"I used to climb so hard because there was no one behind me, and if I took a step back, I would fall into an abyss."
"Look down now, Nuonuo has grown up, and An'an will soon be able to call me 'Dad'."
"And I, on the other hand, am still shuttling back and forth between the two ends of the earth for a few international contracts."
He took Su Qingge's hand and led her to the huge desk.
On the table sits a custom-made fountain pen made of pure gold.
The pen tip is pressing down on a multinational energy acquisition contract worth billions.
If he signs the agreement, the Lin Group's territory will expand into the Middle East once again.
That is the pinnacle of power that countless people dream of.
Lin Zhou stared at the pen.
Suddenly, he reached out his hand and tightened his fingers slightly.
Snap.
He gently placed the pen, which symbolized supreme power, back onto the expensive obsidian pen holder.
The spine, which was originally as straight as a pine tree, seemed to relax at this moment.
"I'm not signing this contract."
Lin Zhou turned to look at Su Qingge, his eyes revealing a clarity he had never shown before.
"Old Chen will handle the handover properly, or he can just let Li Ming and the others handle it."
I want to take a break.
"No, it's not a holiday."
He paused, his tone becoming serious.
"Honey, let's try a different lifestyle."
Su Qingge was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her peach blossom eyes.
"You mean...retirement?"
"Yes, retirement."
Lin Zhou hugged her tightly around the waist, his breath warm.
"I don't want to be a tycoon godfather, nor a world-renowned director."
"I just want to be Lin Nuonuo's personal driver, Lin An's sparring partner, and Su Qingge's good-for-nothing gigolo."
Would you take me in?
Su Qingge looked at his serious expression.
She knew this man was never joking.
He was truly tired of that emptiness of standing on the clouds and looking down on all living beings.
What he longed for was the most ordinary yet most precious warmth and life.
She smiled, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"If you really stop working, I can't afford to support such a money-wasting ancestor like you."
"Then I'll be more frugal and only eat my wife's braised pork every day."
Lin Zhou teased, pressing his forehead against hers.
The study door was flung open a crack.
Nuonuo hugged a huge plush rabbit and sneakily poked half of her head inside.
"Dad, Mom, are you kissing?"
Lin Zhou laughed heartily, and with a swift movement of his long arm, he picked up his daughter as well.
"Nuonuo, how about Daddy accompanies you to school every day from now on?"
"Really?"
Nuonuo's eyes shone like stars.
"So Dad won't have to attend those boring meetings anymore?"
"I'm not opening it anymore. None of those old men are as pretty as my daughter."
Lin Zhou gently scratched her nose.
Old Chen walked in at that moment, carrying a cup of coffee.
He keenly sensed the subtle change in the atmosphere in the study.
He looked at the unused fountain pen, then at Lin Zhou's unprecedentedly relaxed expression.
As the person who has followed Lin Zhou the longest, Lao Chen understands this kind of change best.
"Young Master, are you really sure?"
Old Chen asked in a low voice, his tone not one of obstruction, but of satisfaction.
"It's decided, Lao Chen."
Lin Zhou held his daughter and glanced at his wife beside him.
"Those violent and bloody situations should come to an end."
"From now on, I will walk the road more slowly."
"Then... how should we respond to those things happening outside?"
No need to respond.
Lin Zhou glanced at the snow outside the window, which was gradually stopping.
Let them guess.
"Or, just tell them that Lin Zhou went to take care of the child."
He turned to look at Su Qingge, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
"Honey, where do you think we should go first to escape the heat?"
"I want to go to a deserted island."
Su Qingge spoke softly, her eyes filled with longing.
"Okay, then let's buy an island."
Lin Zhou spoke casually, as if he were just buying a cabbage at the market.
"I've already thought of a name, I'll call it Anno Island."
"What do you say, Nuonuo?"
"Yay! I'm going to the beach to catch crabs!"
Nuonuo waved her little hands excitedly.
Lin Zhou held his daughter in his arms and took Su Qingge's hand with his other hand.
He took one last look at the desk piled high with wealth and power.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and strode out of the study.
"Young Master, what about tonight's global video conference..."
"It's cancelled."
Lin Zhou waved without turning his head.
"Anyone who dares to disturb my retirement will be made to disappear completely from the business world."
Old Chen watched Lin Zhou's retreating figure, then shook his head with a smile.
Even in retirement, this man still speaks with such domineering manner.
However, he knew.
Lin Zhou, the man who made the world tremble, has finally found his true self.
He was no longer a puppet of the system, nor a weapon of revenge for his family.
He is just himself.
"Young Master, what are the arrangements for the chefs on the island?"
Old Chen followed closely for a few steps.
"No chef needed."
Lin Zhou turned his head, a confident glint in his eyes.
"I'll cook it myself."
"Do you think my cooking is edible?"