In the villa's living room, a young man dressed in half-clothing and wearing ripped upper body, was holding a rag and struggling with a large patch of dirt on the floor.,"Hmm," Nangong Jin retracted his hand somewhat awkwardly, but didn't mind. He pointed the way and smiled, "Please come in. We've already prepared tea, snacks, and fruit.",Since his father, Nangong Dalong, unexpectedly passed away, the business of Nangong Group has plummeted, and the responsibility of development now falls on his only son, Nangong Jin.。