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Xu Laoda and Xu Lao Er, both covered in scars, returned to Moscow with their wives. Along with them were two Steel Behemoths. When Alexander learned about the incident, he nearly burst out laughing, reflecting on how unfortunate his in-laws were. However, the idea of compensating with real ammunition had come from his daughter, so he made sure to provide adequate compensation. The tanks and armored vehicles were outdated models from decades ago, and he figured they might not be very safe, so he cheerfully arranged for two new vehicles to be delivered to his in-laws.
In less than a month, a fully operational main battle tank and a Tiger Light Armored Vehicle were licensed and ready to go. However, the anti-aircraft guns and machine guns mounted on them had to be removed for safe transport.
"Thank you, buddy! These two beauties are really impressive!" Xu Li exclaimed as he patted the armored vehicle's engine cover. Alexander chuckled heartily, "Just don't hit my son-in-law next time! Look at what you've done to that poor kid! Yelena cried all night over it."
"Little Guy doesn't learn without a good beating," Xu Li replied.
After chatting for a while, they hung up. Xu Li tightened his embrace around his wife. "Shall we take this thing for a spin?"
"Sure!" Anna and Eva nodded enthusiastically. Xu Li helped his wife put on the tank hat before clumsily climbing into the tank's interior. He settled into the ammunition loading area as Anna and Eva followed suit—Eva taking the driver's seat while Anna focused on aiming and directing.
The Steel Behemoth roared to life as it rolled out of the village, slowly disappearing into the golden grasslands under the watchful eyes of adults and children alike. Faint sounds of cannon fire could still be heard in the distance.
"Bring me the plans to review," Xu Lei said from his seat, propping his feet up on the table as he flipped through the promotional plans sent by the planning department. None of the seven or eight proposals were satisfactory. He tossed the folder onto the table in frustration. "Are you all even putting any effort into these plans? You even shoved my nephew into a talent show—does he need to compete with others for opportunities?"
The senior executives present felt uncomfortable under his gaze, exchanging glances until a woman in her forties spoke up: "I heard that Toilet TV is planning to launch a leisure variety show; it's still in the planning stages and probably won't air until next summer."
It seems they plan to invite some popular young stars to experience rural life. With Jia Guo and Jia Ping yet to officially debut and still in school, would that upset netizens?
"Next summer?" Xu Lei stroked his chin thoughtfully. "That works perfectly since the kids will be on summer break. A couple of months of relaxation sounds good. Let’s postpone their plans for now; Wang Xinlin and Shao Han have already recorded their songs, so we’ll push them hard. Whether we can elevate our junior depends on this opportunity!"
Thus, on the morning after National Day, Zhang Shaohan's first album was released online. Spending money to buy traffic was essential, but her title track "Invisible Wings" resonated deeply with many women upon release, leading to skyrocketing download numbers and album sales.
With her rising fame came an abundance of offers that eased Zhang Shaohan's earlier worries, leaving her excitedly sleepless through the night. Accompanied by her manager and assistant, she entered a whirlwind work mode.
Just as the excitement over Steel Wings began to fade, Wang Xinlin's sweet hits captured the hearts of many otaku fans. Lines filled with sugary declarations of love drove them wild with downloads and album purchases.
This string of unexpected fortune left Xu Lei grinning from ear to ear. Back home with his elderly parents and two understanding nephews, he lay on his empty big bed that night, feeling somewhat out of place as he smacked his lips together.
He pulled out his phone and opened his contacts list to reach out to two young artists from his company. After agreeing on a meeting place, he changed clothes and headed out.
Zharovlev quickly gathered people around him as they approached.
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