Finally, mother and son were safe. After staying in the hospital for over ten days, they moved back to the villa. Wang Xiaoqiang had accompanied Zhong Ping and her son for more than ten days and then went to inspect the work at Dolly Farm and Bordeaux Farm.

Dolly Farm was managed by Mikoer and everything was going smoothly. Bordeaux Farm was managed by Jiangg Xiaoxin, and there were no major issues.

Then Wang Xiaoqiang visited the sales company, which had officially started operations. Wei Zijun served as the sales director and was very dedicated to her work. The sales were doing very well, and Wang Xiaoqiang's vegetables had now taken over the entire United States market.

Although Wang Xiaoqiang was the boss, he was elusive, but everyone knew there was such a young Chinese boss. After he arrived at the company, the employees greeted him. Wu Yue and Jiangg Fei also stood up to greet him, though not as casually as before. After all, they were now in a superior-subordinate relationship with Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang went straight to Wei Zijun's office. Since the office only had Wei Zijun, she was more at ease. Seeing the long-absent boss, and the man she fancied, appear before her eyes, she couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised and immediately stood up, walked around the desk, and approached Wang Xiaoqiang. It looked as though she wanted to give him an American-style hug, but although she thought about it, she dared not act on it. Wang Xiaoqiang, however, had no such reservations and directly embraced Wei Zijun, "Baby, how's the job treating you?"

"Ah..." Wei Zijun exclaimed as Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly hugged her. However, she quickly closed her mouth, fearing that outsiders might hear.

Wang Xiaoqiang placed Wei Zijun on the desk and asked, "What's the matter, are you not satisfied with the job?"

"No, I'm quite satisfied, it's just that I hardly ever see you. I thought that by joining your company, I could see you every day..." Wei Zijun said in a girlish tone, her voice a bit coquettish.

"Do you miss me?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked, cradling Wei Zijun's beautiful face.

Wei Zijun nodded.

Wei Zijun's style was indeed different from that of other girls. If it were Little Xu Xiaoya, she would have definitely said, "Go away, as if I missed you."

However, this reduced some of the playful banter, and Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Then I'll stay with you for a few more days..."

Wei Zijun happily nodded, then got off the desk, pulled out an invitation from a drawer, and handed it to Wang Xiaoqiang, saying, "This is one of the many invitations I've chosen, and I think you should take a look at this one..."

Whether it was Dolly Farm, Bordeaux Farm, or the sales company, they received a lot of invitations every day, but Wang Xiaoqiang never bothered with them.

Seeing that Wei Zijun placed a lot of emphasis on this invitation, Wang Xiaoqiang took it and saw that it was an invitation from Anderi. Essentially, Anderi's sister was getting married and invited Wang Xiaoqiang to attend the wedding. However, the location was in Italy.

"Little Qiang, I just think you have a good relationship with Anderi, nothing more. It's still up to you whether to go or not…" Wei Zijun said timidly, fearing that Wang Xiaoqiang would be upset.

Wang Xiaoqiang was not upset; he simply asked, "Did you only receive the invitation, or did you also get a call or a personal visit from Anderi?"

"No," Wei Zijun replied.

"Uh, then I'd better give him a call…" Wang Xiaoqiang felt that since Anderi had helped him twice, it was necessary to take this opportunity to deepen their relationship.

The call was quickly connected, and Anderi's surprised yet polite voice came from the other end, "Mr. Wang, hello, how have you been lately?"

"Ah, I've been good," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "I've received your invitation. Is it your sister getting married, right?"

"Uh, yes, that's right. I'd like to invite you to Italy for a drink to celebrate the wedding, but I fear you might not have the time..."

"Ah, I can make some time..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.

"Well then, if you're going, I'll charter a plane, and we can head over together," Anderi said.

"That would be great; I also have a gift to bring!" Wang Xiaoqiang agreed.

The gift Wang Xiaoqiang mentioned was actually the agarwood table he had previously bought; it had been sitting at the beachside villa for a long time. He didn't like collecting, and keeping it there wasn't very safe, so he decided to give it as a gift to Anderi as a kind gesture.

Two days later.

Wang Xiaoqiang and Little Bai, along with the agarwood table they had bought, boarded Anderi's chartered plane. Of course, Little Bai was invisible, following Wang Xiaoqiang.

The plane was small, chartered specifically for personal use, and therefore had many rooms, including a bedroom, making it undoubtedly like a private jet.

This time in the United States, Wang Xiaoqiang had been constantly accompanying Zhong Ping and her son, leaving Little Bai no time to be affectionate with his master. Now that they finally had some time, he naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity.

In the room arranged by Anderi, Little Bai appeared before Wang Xiaoqiang...

After some tender and sweet moments...

Little Bai drew away a bit of the Spiritual Energy that Wang Xiaoqiang had emitted, and his fatigue vanished immediately, replaced by a surge of energy as if he had been injected with adrenaline. That tiny, almost imperceptible bit of Spiritual Energy was more effective than any stimulant.

Remaining invisible, Little Bai continued to follow Wang Xiaoqiang's side. Knowing that Wang Xiaoqiang had brought her along, she understood that the journey would pose certain risks. She was not only Wang Xiaoqiang's Spirit Servant but also his bodyguard. Although Wang Xiaoqiang's abilities were extraordinary, they were not invincible, a fact that Little Bai knew well. In her earlier years as a fox, while cultivating with her kin on Mount Zhongnan, they were ambushed by a group of cultivators, including an old fiend at the Nascent Soul Stage.

When Wang Xiaoqiang walked out, Anderi immediately invited him to a round table by the window and ordered the staff to serve some juice.

"Mr. Wang, actually, I have something to say, but I'm not sure if it's appropriate..." Anderi hesitated.

"Just say it, what could be unspeakable..." Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand.

"Mr. Wang, my fate is facing a huge uncertainty," Anderi said gravely, "My father, who is the top figure in the Mafia family, is getting old. According to the term of appointment, he has to step down. The highest seat of power is facing changes, and now several core figures of the Mafia are recruiting people to try to take the highest position in this election..."

At this point, Anderi looked up at Wang Xiaoqiang and said, "I was not very hopeful at first, but then I met you, Mr. Wang. I would like to ask for your help to become the number one figure..."

At this point, excitement and anticipation appeared on Anderi's face.

"Aside from treating diseases, I can't do much else; how could I possibly help you..." Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand and said with a light smile.

Anderi shook his head, "Mr. Wang, you might underestimate yourself; others might not know your capabilities, but I do. When the Rose Organization attempted to assassinate you, they not only failed but left you severely injured instead..."

When Anderi reached this point and saw Wang Xiaoqiang's face darkening, he immediately stopped speaking, showing a timorous expression, deeply regretting his words. He knew that the more profound a person is, the less they like to expose themselves.

"I really don't want to wade into these muddy waters..." Wang Xiaoqiang said, "But, considering the two favors you've done me, I've decided to help you after all..."

Wang Xiaoqiang thought that the Mafia's influence was not small and had a wide coverage, which could be very useful. For things that were inconvenient for him to handle directly, he could let Anderi do them.

Thus, he could not lose this connection; now, he and Anderri were in the same boat. If Anderi could win the election and become the top figure in the Mafia, his power would increase further, and so would Wang Xiaoqiang's by association.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang was willing to help, Anderi was beyond joyful. Being a man of the moment, he didn't verbalize his thanks but immediately said, "Mr. Wang, you deal with agriculture. I have a Grape Vineyard in my hometown, not too small in size, which I'd like to offer you... please, don't disdain it..."

"Hmm, I'll consider it!" Wang Xiaoqiang replied nonchalantly.

Anderi knew that Wang Xiaoqiang had agreed but was just too embarrassed to say it directly.

The plane flew swiftly and arrived in Italy that afternoon, landing in Florence.

Florence is a city in central Italy, the capital of the Tuscany District, situated on the western foothills' basin of the middle Apennine Mountains.

The Florence International Biennale of Contemporary Art, along with the Venice Biennale and the Milan Triennial, ranks as one of Italy's three major art exhibitions. During the 15th and 16th centuries, Florence was Europe's most famous art center, renowned throughout Europe for its fine arts crafts and textiles.

It was the birthplace of the European Renaissance, a world-renowned cultural tourism destination. Industrially, it primarily focuses on glassware, ceramics, high-end clothing, and leather. The craft products, such as gold and silver processing and art reproductions, are also very famous.

The most famous city in the Tuscany region is undoubtedly Florence.

Florence's old translated name is "Florence," and Xuu Zhimo's "One Night in Florence" also speaks of this city. This exquisite and beautiful name stirs quite some imagination.

However, the basic tone of Florence is not really as tenderly green as jade. The most typical weather here—also typical for Tuscany—is blue skies and white clouds under the sun.

Vibrant colored walls, deep green shutters, and deep red roofs are the signature colors here.

Florence is a true open-air museum, filled with countless historic sites, including the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore and Giotto's Campanile, the Academy Art Gallery, Palazzo Vecchio, and the Uffizi Gallery, which exhibits unique masterpieces.

However, the charm of Florence also lies in the Arno riverbank, and the picturesque old bridge...

Gazing at that ancient city, so evocative and picturesque, Wang Xiaoqiang and Little Bai were also stirred with excitement. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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