Lydia might not be an expert on tea, but he sure understands the unique sentiment that Maria holds for the Mother of Pu’er.

In his view, the Mother of Pu’er stands as a sort of spiritual nourishment for Maria, a centuries-spanning emotional anchor. And so, he grasps why Maria’s heart longs to recapture the essence of the Mother of Pu’er’s flavor.

With conviction, he tells Maria, “Once Erlang Mountain transitions, you can make this place your nurturing ground. With your expertise, let’s see if we can nurture even finer tea strains.”

Maria, with a wry smile, voices her concerns, “Breeding’s a vexing endeavor. My grasp of technological techniques is limited, and as for artificial propagation, it’s a decade-long commitment at the very least.”

Lydia breathes a sigh of relief, replying, “No worries. Should you succeed, your achievement will be cherished by tea enthusiasts. And even if cultivation evades us, remember, the taste of the Mother of Pu’er has etched itself forever in your memory.”

Maria’s lips curve into a smile, “Young Master speaks the truth.”

As they talk, Lydia steers them back to Celestial Group’s production hub nestled at the foot of Erlang Mountain.

Though the factory has shuttered for the day, by the entrance stands a mild-mannered, bespectacled middle-aged man, his anxious demeanor betrays the waiting game. Standing alongside him is the security guard who previously had a tête-à-tête with Mandra.

The security guard gazes at the middle-aged man with skepticism and queries, “Director Garza, who’s got you waiting? Is the chairman headed here for an inspection?”

Addressed as Director Garza, the middle-aged man is Nicolas Garza, the man running this processing plant.

Taken aback by the security guard’s words, Nicolas motions dismissively, “I’m anticipating the arrival of two esteemed guests.”

Eric, of course, is a man of significance to Nicolas.

of Pu’er tea. While Eric oversees the latter, Nicolas shoulders the responsibility for the former.

have a chance to cash in on this transaction. That said, Eric already shared with Nicolas the impending buyout by Banks Group. Needless to say, Nicolas’s

Celestial Group to go public – a moment that would afford him

repeated failure to go public dashed his hopes time and again. The years passed with Nicolas no longer viewing these three shares as a tangible asset. In the end, their worth was confined to paper and ink, registered

he stay on?

steady income from his wages and bonuses was satisfactory enough for

him off his feet. Those three shares, pegged at 700 million, translated into a

Banks Group were en route.

the factory gates, prepared to provide exemplary service to the

up in his car, Nicolas’s eyes capture the license plate, confirming

he halts Lydia’s car, chiding, “Young man, why the return? Didn’t I emphasize that

nature. That the security guard

aside before addressing Mandra, “Greetings!

and jests, “I might not be, but this lady’s

security guard inquires, “When did you

VIP. They’re here to oversee

guard follows the factory manager’s lead, allowing the

“I’m Nicolas, the plant’s director. Matters large and small here fall under

“Great. Arrange a place for us to

all! Follow me to my

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