Chen Cheng picked up Father Guan outside the district government building.

Guan Juer took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat.

Chen Cheng drove, glancing at the rearview mirror from time to time.

After getting in the car, the older couple from the Guan family didn't say much; only Guan Juer asked Chen Cheng a few polite questions about how the meeting went.

Father Guan's face was calm as a still pond; he just replied indifferently, 'It's alright.'

Chen Cheng knew that the meeting probably hadn't gone very smoothly.

Chen Cheng naturally knew better than to ask any more questions.

Passing by Financial Street, Mother Guan suddenly asked, 'Xiao Cheng, do you go to the office regularly?'

Chen Cheng glanced at the high-rises outside the window and immediately understood the intention behind Mother Guan's question.

Mother Guan knew the address of Guan Juer's workplace, and while shopping in the afternoon, they had discussed that the Company Name office was not far from Guan Juer's workplace.

She wanted to go and see the Company Name office in person.

With a faint smile on his lips, Chen Cheng shook his head. 'I rarely go to the company, maybe once or twice a week.'

'Auntie, you know, it's not a high-frequency fund, so there aren't actually that many miscellaneous tasks to handle.'

As he said this, Chen Cheng changed the subject, 'Auntie, we happen to be near my office. Would you like to go take a look?'

Chen Cheng pretended to look at his watch. 'It's still early.'

Mother Guan beamed and looked tentatively at Father Guan. 'Since we're already here, shall we go take a look?'

Having been immersed in the bureaucracy for many years, Father Guan understood her meaning instantly. He felt it was unnecessary, as Chen Cheng had already shown enough.

However, hindered by Mother Guan's 'threat,' Father Guan had to laugh and say, 'What time is dinner? I'm hungry.'

Chen Cheng's lips curled up; they were putting on an act.

'Uncle, I have some good wine in my office. You can taste it later.'

'Oh? Really? Then shall we go take a look?'

'Sure~'

Chen Cheng responded, a smile appearing on his lips.

Of this family of three, only Guan Juer was simple-minded and didn't have so many twists and turns.

It made sense; without 'old fox' parents, they couldn't have raised such a simple little cabbage.

Chen Cheng changed lanes and turned into the basement garage of Global Tower.

'On the top floor?'

Mother Guan watched Chen Cheng press the elevator button and raised her eyebrows.

What seemed like a simple floor selection was actually a psychological profile of a person.

The top floor was seen as a symbol of 'being suppressed by no one.'

Looking down from a height, reaching the absolute peak.

Mother Guan's lips curled slightly; it seemed this little guy, Chen Cheng, was not just as gentle and humble as he had shown during the afternoon.

He was also a young man full of ambition and passion.

'Uncle, Auntie, please,' Chen Cheng said, using his fingerprint to open the company's access control and making a gesture of invitation.

It was the weekend, and it was six in the evening, so there was no one in the office.

Father Guan and Mother Guan nodded and stepped into the Company Name office located on the 54th floor.

Guan Juer held Mother Guan's arm, and Chen Cheng walked in front, introducing the place.

'This floor is almost 2,000 square meters, and it's all used by Company Name.'

'Company Name doesn't have many employees in the Magic City; counting myself, there are only twenty-something people. This is still because of fundraising.'

'There were even fewer before, so the office looks quite spacious.'

'Except for the trading department, the other departments—administration, human resources, finance, and risk control—all have separate offices.'

'The empty areas have been turned into activity spaces, like a gym and a water bar lounge.'

Father Guan and Mother Guan looked at the Company Name office environment and nodded frequently.

The renovation here at Company Name was clearly expensive.

Whether it was the two-meter-wide solid wood workstations or the 30,000-yuan lounge chairs in the break area, it all pointed to that.

The most important thing was the sunlight; that was the greatest luxury in a place like the Magic City where every inch of land was worth an inch of gold.

Every office area in Company Name had direct sunlight.

Father Guan smiled. 'Xiao Cheng, you've set this place up well; it has a lot of human warmth.'

'Unlike some offices, where the window seats are partitioned into small rooms for leaders, leaving employees unable to tell if it's day or night outside.'

Chen Cheng nodded with a smile. 'This office was bought a few years ago, so there's no rent pressure, and the office layout is quite generous.'

'This is also my philosophy at Company Name: equal rights to sunlight.'

'Equal rights to sunlight,' Father Guan nodded thoughtfully.

Mother Guan looked at the various office chairs and asked suspiciously, 'Why are the chairs in your office from all over the world?'

Chen Cheng's lips curled slightly. 'Chairs are actually a very personal matter. Good ones aren't necessarily comfortable; you only know how they feel after sitting in them yourself.'

'So when we were choosing office chairs, I let the employees pick their own, whatever was comfortable for them, and the company reimbursed it.'

A smile appeared on Mother Guan's face as she nodded in approval.

Guan Juer looked at the pantry and her eyes lit up. 'Brother Cheng, you even bought a coffee machine for the office?'

'And it's a La Marzocco GS3!'

La Marzocco, a legend in the world of coffee machines, known as a machine that can be passed down for three generations. It combines aesthetics and performance.

Chen Cheng smiled. 'General Manager Qu likes these things; he paid for it.'

As he said this, he looked at Father Guan and Mother Guan. 'There's plenty of space in the office, so I'm fine with employees sharing their personal hobbies in the office, as long as it doesn't affect work.'

'It helps with team cohesion.'

Mother Guan raised her eyebrows. 'It seems working for you is a bit relaxed.'

Chen Cheng's eyes darted; he knew this wasn't a compliment, so he explained, 'Company Name has a weeding-out system; 5% of employees are replaced every year.'

Mother Guan nodded then. 'Work and rest are balanced; it seems I was overthinking, Xiao Cheng.'

Chen Cheng smiled. 'I'll have to ask for your advice often, Auntie. You're a veteran banker, so you must be better at management than I am.'

Mother Guan's eyes curved; these words sounded pleasant.

After walking around for a while, they arrived at Chen Cheng's own office.

A large rectangle of 8 meters by 15 meters; there was a water bar right at the entrance.

The guest sofa was at the corner of the floor, with 270-degree lighting.

The desk was placed in front of the guest sofa, with a computer and a Bloomberg terminal on it. The Bloomberg terminal was equipped with four screens; one look and you knew what it was for.

Behind the desk was a small compartment, which was Chen Cheng's reference room and lounge.

'Uncle, Auntie, please sit,' Chen Cheng said after looking around, guiding the three of them to sit on the sofa.

'Rest for a moment while I pour some tea for you two.'

Just as he was about to go pour the tea, Mother Guan waved her hand. 'Xiao Cheng, don't trouble yourself. We'll just sit for a while and then go down.'

Chen Cheng smiled but went to pour the water anyway.

Watching Guan Juer follow Chen Cheng step by step to pour the water, Mother Guan chuckled and hummed.

Father Guan howled heavily in his heart, 'A grown daughter is hard to keep.'

'Uncle, Auntie, here's your water.'

The two took the water cups and nodded.

Guan Juer had already felt her parents' acceptance of Chen Cheng and sat happily next to Chen Cheng.

Mother Guan looked at the sun beginning to sink outside the window and asked, 'Xiao Cheng, do you like sunsets?'

Chen Cheng smiled and nodded noncommittally. 'Yes, I really like light and shadow; I like both sunrise and sunset.'

Guan Juer immediately fell into memories, her smile harder to suppress than an AK-47.

'However, this office just happens to be on the southwest side. I didn't choose this place because of that.'

Mother Guan nodded in approval.

Father Guan, on the other hand, took a look at the sofa he was sitting on.

A Minotti Connery; the set cost nearly 500,000.

He had only seen it once before while visiting companies, and that was when his accompanying secretary explained its origin.

He had a deep impression of it.

Seeing Father Guan's examining gaze, Chen Cheng's mouth twitched; neither of this couple was simple.

He quickly added, 'Uncle, it's Shunde-made.'

'Hmm?' Father Guan's eyes lit up, and his lips curled slightly.

Some people use luxury goods to put up a front, and some people's furniture is also assumed to be real.

Father Guan looked at Chen Cheng with a smile in his eyes; this kid finally felt right.

After chatting for a few more sentences, the group stood up and left the Company Name office.