Reborn in Russia as a Big Shot

57. Eldest son Li Ruilong

The scanning radius of the [Depth Scan] has been expanded to 25 meters, and the relative time flow rate has been reduced to 0.1 times. Both of these are considered standard upgrades.

The cheat software provided too much information for Li Xiang's brain to process fully, and he experienced a severe headache when using [Scan Lv4].

However, the system provides layered scanning, which allows you to obtain only a single type of information.

In addition to the visual and auditory layers, there is also thermal imaging.

Electronic devices all generate heat, and some also produce varying degrees of noise. By combining these two pieces of information, Li Xiang can "locate objects by sound" and know where they are and roughly what they are.

Previously at level 3, when searching for a bugging device in a villa, I had to search everywhere.

Now he can tell with just a glance, and he can even accurately sketch out the wiring inside the wall by synthesizing the information in his mind.

However, the "hostile relationship" section still only contains names and no detailed information.

However, the real-time address is marked after the name, and cities in the same city are highlighted, with a dense array of names including Russia and St. Petersburg.

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Although there are many tenants at the Red Star Factory, only Li Xiang and his group live there. The number of people is limited, and the public bathhouse is not open every day.

Li Xiang and Natasha have made plans to spend Christmas together; their flight is tomorrow at noon.

Before leaving, he took a shower and went to the sauna. He was working during the workday, and Li Xiang was all alone.

Zhang Baizhi stood at the door, knocked, and said, "I'm coming in."

"Why are you here?" Li Xiang wrapped himself in a bath towel.

"This doesn't discriminate between men and women." Zhang Baizhi rinsed the seat with water, sat down, and sighed, "It feels different from Hong Kong. It's freezing outside, more than thirty degrees below zero. Coming in for a Finnish sauna feels so good."

"I didn't realize you had abs, you're so skinny."

Zhang Baizhi brought a bottle of frozen mineral water, wrapped it in a towel to use as a pillow, and wanted to lie down.

However, because Li Xiang came in first and was sitting in the middle, there wasn't enough space between them.

Zhang Baizhi placed his small feet directly on Li Xiang's thighs.

"You're already married, can't you be a little more considerate?" Li Xiang moved Zhang Baizhi's foot away and scurried to the side to make room for him.

"Who told you I was married?" Zhang Baizhi blurted out, then immediately corrected himself, "I haven't even made my marriage public, how did you know?"

"I probably saw it online," Li Xiang casually replied.

Zhang Baizhi adjusted his position and put his foot on Li Xiang's leg again. "You're lucky. Help me massage my ankle. I twisted it yesterday."

Li Xiang ignored Zhang Baizhi.

Seeing that Li Xiang hadn't moved for a while, Zhang Baizhi urged, "Hurry up, I sprained my ankle while doing a commercial performance for you. You said you'd provide meals, but it's just a Russian burrito."

YUREMI targets students who are just starting to learn makeup and want to buy high-end brands but don't know how much money they have. Zhang Baizhi traveled to various universities in St. Petersburg for half a month to participate in commercial performances, without accepting any payment.

Yong-ge wants to learn micro-expressions, and Zhang Bai-zhi wants to build relationships. Both father and daughter are quite pragmatic, but that doesn't mean that personal connections don't matter just because their goals are pragmatic.

Li Xiang looked indifferent, but still put his hand on Zhang Baizhi's ankle. After pressing it a couple of times, he heard Zhang Baizhi's heart pounding in his ears.

Ok?

Li Xiang opened the [Scan] function to confirm, and found that the one whose heart was racing wasn't himself.

When women get lustful, oh...

Li Xiang kneaded for more than ten minutes, but the steam room was too hot, so he prepared to leave.

"Asleep?"

Judging from Zhang Baizhi's heartbeat and breathing, Li Xiang knew that Zhang Baizhi wasn't asleep and was faking it. He didn't expose him, gently moved Zhang Baizhi's feet away, and left.

Before leaving, they made sure to leave the door open and block it with a wooden bucket.

Zhang Baizhi was also sweltering in the heat. It cooled her down considerably after the door was opened. She sat up, wiped her sweat with an ice towel, and muttered to herself, "They're quite well-behaved."

Zhang Baizhi looked down at his lower abdomen and pinched the fat with his hand. "If I could develop some abs, would I look good?"

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Natasha's due date is approaching, and Lao Li and Sister Han are in Vietnam waiting to hold their grandson. Aunt Dalia, representing the bride's family, also arrived early.

Only Li Xiang, the child's father, appeared last.

"Natasha said the child would take her surname, Ivanov. How can my grandson have a Soviet surname? You should talk to her about it quickly, your mother won't let me say anything."

The first thing Old Li did upon meeting was to complain.

Li Xiang joked, "Your grandson will still look like a Soviet citizen when he's born."

Americans often share the same first name, but not the same surname, especially the Old Money family. Just by looking at their surname, you can tell who they are and what their family does.

The situation in Russia is quite different. Apart from a few noble surnames, most of them are very common. "Ivanov" is the most common surname in Russia.

Therefore, even if Natasha changed her identity and continued to use the surname Ivanov, it wouldn't raise too many questions.

"Are you trying to drive me crazy?" Old Li punched his son in the chest.

Li Xiang: "Why not just come up with two names? She can choose hers, and you can choose yours."

"That's fine too." Old Li smiled and discussed with his son, "How about Ruilong? Li Ruilong, your mother and I specially had someone calculate it."

"Luckily, our family name isn't Zhao," Li Xiang muttered.

"What are you talking about? You're about to become a father, can't you be a little more mature?" Old Li adjusted his expression and asked rather seriously, "Are you also planning to immigrate? When do you plan to leave?"

There was fruit on the table, and Li Xiang was busy eating it. "We'll get it done after the New Year. We'll go to Singapore."

"Your wife and kids are going to the US, why are you going to Singapore? Don't worry about the language barrier between your mother and me. If we're really planning to go, we can go to Chinatown. Isn't it said that it's the same as China there?"

Li Xiang said with a grin, "Old Li, why did you trick Natasha into going to the US? She doesn't know, my mom doesn't know, but how could I not know? You just wanted to use seeing my son as an excuse to also see your son."

"I'll grant your wish this time."

"The US taxes the world. Do you think it's easy for me to earn money? Why would I voluntarily go there to pay taxes to them?"

"How much money did you swindle from Bosideng? You're already planning to use your identity to avoid taxes," Old Li said arrogantly. "I didn't even mention tax avoidance."

Li Xiang was the quickest to retort: ​​"Why do you need to avoid it? You're not even going to pay."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't let your mother hear you." Old Li was terrified and questioned in a low voice, "How do you know everything? Do you have a spy in my factory?"

Li Xiang said earnestly, "Take it easy. Retire when you should. If you work hard for a few dollars and then ruin yourself, no one will take the blame for you if something really happens."

"You're even lecturing me now," Old Li complained, pointing at his son's nose. "The despicable things you did—making pirated copies of other people's products and then ripping them off—have spread throughout the industry. I'm too ashamed to show my face in public now."

"I signed a confidentiality agreement with Bosideng, so I won't tell you the exact figures. I'll just give you a rough estimate: around 20 million. Why don't you name your price and I'll just buy you out?"

"You've really gone too far." Old Li sat down next to Li Xiang, grinned, and said, "Let's just keep to ourselves, father and son. Life isn't always smooth sailing. If you ever run into trouble, I'll be there to back you up."

Li Xiang was still eating fruit.

Old Li looked at his son's profile, his smile still lingering, when tears welled up in his eyes. "Son, how did you get so thin? Don't hide anything from me."

Li Xiang was stunned for a moment, then lifted his shirt to show his father, "Building muscle and losing fat."