Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

On New Year's Eve, the courtyard was brightly lit, with warm lights filling every corner, giving this ancient house a festive look.

Amidst laughter and joy, the night seems increasingly deep and peaceful, and the air is filled with the warmth of home and the joy of the New Year.

At midnight, the New Year’s bell rings melodiously, like a messenger of time, announcing the departure of the old year and the arrival of the new year.

Young Master Chu, Bai Xiaolu, and Li Yitong were flooded with New Year greetings calls and messages on their phones, starting a tireless bombardment.

Mr. Chu had just answered a phone call and had not even had time to take a sip of tea to moisten his throat when his cell phone rang again.

When he saw the phone number on the caller ID, it turned out to be an international call. Mr. Chu, who was a little dizzy from being bombarded with calls and messages, was unable to react for a moment.

I don’t seem to have any friends abroad!

My thumb slid habitually and the call was connected.

"Chu, my dear friend, Happy New Year!"

The joyful voice of Crown Prince Mohammed of the Camel Kingdom reached Young Master Chu's ears from thousands of miles away.

“Thank you for your blessing, Mohammed!”

Young Master Chu responded with a smile: "I didn't expect you knew about Da Xia's New Year!"

Mohammed said on the other end of the phone: "Chu, I really admire Daxia's brilliant culture, so I don't need to be surprised to know that it's Daxia's New Year."

Young Master Chu looked up at the living room and saw his mother coming in with two plates of dumplings. Li Yitong and Bai Xiaolu had already put down their phones and stood up to help.

He stood up and walked into the room while chatting with Mohammed.

On the other end of the phone, Mohammed secretly admired Young Master Chu's ability to talk about irrelevant things, so he had to take the initiative to end the small talk with him and get to the point:

"Chu, I called you this time not only to wish you a happy new year, but also to tell you something.

After more than two months of my hard work, nearly a hundred warriors from the desert world will go to Daxia to study."

Young Master Chu looked up at the snowflakes still falling from the sky and smiled slightly: "Mohammed, I have already arranged this matter. Daxia welcomes the warriors from the desert world at any time."

"Thank you my friend."

After expressing his sincere gratitude, Mohammed paused and continued, "There is a saying in Daxia that one does not come to the temple for no reason. I have something I want to discuss with you."

Young Master Chu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mohammed took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "These warriors are the elites of the desert world. I hope Daxia will not hide its weakness and use a year to let them know what a truly modern war is."

"Why one year? You know, we originally negotiated for two years."

Young Master Chu's eyes flashed slightly, and he instantly discovered the problem.

"After the fight between Big Mao and Second Mao started, we held a meeting to speed up the process of expelling the Eagle Sauce from the Desert World..."

Mohammed's explanation caught Mr. Chu off guard.

Who would have thought that the desert world, with the secret help of Daxia, would be so eager to start a campaign to beat up the hoopoe.

It can be seen that this world has been bitter for a long time!

Muhammad's words reminded Mr. Chu that the world situation was changing faster than he had imagined, and the actions of the Desert World were more decisive.

One year is neither long nor short.

It seems that Daxia's preparations need to be accelerated.

"Chu, what's the problem?"

After a while, Muhammad did not wait for Mr. Chu's answer and asked cautiously and tentatively.

"A little bit, but it's not a big problem and can be solved."

Young Master Chu took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, slowly exhaled the smoke, leaned against the wall, and replied calmly.

"Chu, thank you for your understanding."

Mohammed's voice revealed a hint of relief, and he continued, "Because of the advance of time, I hope that the unmanned fighter jets that Daxia helped develop can come to the desert world with these warriors after they finish their studies."

"Of course, I am willing to increase the purchase price by half for this," Mohammed added.

"it is good!"

The customer is God, and the big and powerful customer is even more like the father of God.

For Xiao Qianqian's sake, Young Master Chu readily agreed.

After all, this thing is not complicated. According to Daxia's R&D and production capabilities, as long as enough money is given, Daxia can create a sky full of hoopoes in a short period of time.

After receiving his own affirmative answer, Mohammed once again sent New Year's greetings to Mr. Chu and quickly ended the call.

Young Master Chu took a deep puff of his cigarette, then put it out and pushed the door back to the living room.

"Yuchen, whose phone is this? We've been talking for so long."

Qin Qing looked at his son approaching and asked with concern.

"A friend from abroad."

Young Master Chu explained with a smile.

"Then come and eat the dumplings. I just took them out of the pot. The temperature is just right."

"Mom, the dumplings are so delicious! Your cooking skills are really superb, you should pass them on to Xiaolu and Yitong." Young Master Chu picked up a dumpling, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, with a satisfied smile on his face, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Qin Qing looked at her son with a smile on her face, her heart filled with joy. She smiled and said, "You, kid, only know how to make your mother happy. Eat quickly, don't let the dumplings get cold." As she spoke, she picked up a few more dumplings for Young Master Chu.

Li Yitong and Bai Xiaolu were not to be outdone, praising the deliciousness of the dumplings and saying they must learn from Aunt Qin. Laughter and praise intertwined, filling the courtyard.

"By the way, Yuchen, what about that foreign friend you just mentioned?" Chu Yunyang asked curiously while picking up dumplings.

Young Master Chu swallowed the dumplings in his mouth, looked up at his relatives sitting around the table, and began to narrate: "It was Crown Prince Mohammed of the Camel Kingdom. He called to wish a happy new year and also talked about some cooperation matters."

"Oh."

Chu Yunyang nodded, looked at his son meaningfully, then raised his hand to check his watch: "It's getting late tonight, everyone should go to bed after eating dumplings, we have to get up early tomorrow to worship our ancestors."

After eating dumplings, Li Yitong and Bai Xiaolu were very obedient and took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

Young Master Chu sat on the sofa, silently opened the system panel, and without hesitation gave his grandfather and parents his sincere New Year's wishes - a thousand days of life for each person.

The snowflakes outside the window stopped flying at some point, and the courtyard became quiet.

Young Master Chu lay on the bed, listening to the gentle breathing sounds of Bai Xiaolu and Li Yitong, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The new year has finally arrived.