Chunshen, National Guest Bookstore.
Lao Chen sat on a small stool, scrolling through the news on his phone. The headlines on the screen were each more exaggerated than the last.
"Forbes Rich List to be Released Soon, Chen Yansen Poised to Become Asia's Richest Man."
'Good grief,' he thought. 'They skipped right over Hua Country and expanded the scope to all of Asia.'
"God of Business! The 21-Year-Old Hundred-Billionaire with 270,000 Employees—A Look at Chen Yansen's Most Profitable Companies!"
When he looked at the comments section, Lao Chen nearly fainted. A horde of netizens was calling Chen Yansen "daddy."
"I've just barely gotten a prospective daughter-in-law, and now I have millions of 'grandsons' out of thin air," Chen Guobin muttered under his breath, a strange look on his face.
"Brother Bin, Xiaosen is in the news again!"
Wang the Bald from the photo studio next door walked in with a handful of sunflower seeds, grinning from ear to ear.
