Two days later at noon, Lin BaoCheng went to the airport to pick up his parents and bring them to the Beverly Hills villa.
"Son, this villa is so big — it must have cost a fortune?"
Arriving at the villa, Lin HaiShan and Zhao HuiLan immediately noticed it was far larger than the one in Hong Kong. A bigger villa surely meant a higher price.
Lin BaoCheng smiled: "It did cost quite a bit, but it wasn't too expensive."
The group entered the villa.
"Sir! Master! Madam!" Butler Dolci greeted them with the maid in the hall.
"Dad, Mom, this is Dolci, the villa's butler," Lin introduced. He didn't bother introducing the maid.
"Son, your life now…" Lin HaiShan shook his head. Having servants was something they'd never imagined. "Your mother worried you wouldn't take care of yourself here, fretting over everything."
Lin replied: "Dad, Mom, in this world, as long as you have money, you can live well anywhere."
"That's true," both parents agreed. Their family's transformation was proof enough.
Lin led them upstairs: "You must be tired from the flight. Rest first. I'll call you for dinner tonight. Sleep well, adjust to the time difference, and tomorrow I'll have someone take you sightseeing — Hollywood, the Walk of Fame, and so on."
"No rush for sightseeing," Lin HaiShan said. "Since we're in America, we should first visit your aunt's family. They live in San Francisco. This is Los Angeles. Are the two places far apart?"
"Not too far. Both are in California," Lin explained. "By plane, just over an hour. By car, about six hours — leave in the morning, arrive in the afternoon."
"Then let's visit your aunt first, then go sightseeing," Lin HaiShan decided.
Lin nodded: "Alright. I'll go with you tomorrow."
Zhao HuiLan added: "Son, if you're busy with work, you don't need to come. Just have someone take us."
Lin smiled: "It's fine. Missing work for a day or two won't matter."
"By the way," Zhao asked, "at New Year you said you'd arrange something for your aunt's family. Did you do it?"
Lin HaiShan didn't ask, but his concern was clear — it was his younger sister, after all.
"I arranged it," Lin nodded. "I gave Aunt a store to run, selling toys and merchandise. She paid 20% of the purchase price, and I lent her the remaining 80%. She can repay me later when she earns enough."
Lin hadn't handled it personally, but instructed Eric, who managed the merchandise stores, to transfer one of the operating shops to his aunt's name. Based on her family's situation, she paid 20%, with the rest considered a loan.
This way, it was help but not charity. It felt different — not like a handout.
Zhao HuiLan asked: "Will the store make money? I don't want your aunt losing money."
"Mom, don't worry. It won't lose," Lin said confidently. The store's location was excellent. As long as it was managed decently, it would profit — whether more or less.
Hearing this, both parents felt reassured.
Lin escorted them to their rooms to rest, then went downstairs.
"Isabella, did you find bodyguards for my parents?"
"Yes, we signed a contract with a security company," Isabella replied. "Four in total — two men, two women — all armed. Enough for proper protection."
"Good. Tomorrow I'll take my parents to San Francisco. Have the bodyguards and guide come in the morning to join us."
Lin nodded. With four professional security guards plus the two Chinese bodyguards he'd already arranged, it was sufficient.
Since his parents were Chinese, he wanted Chinese bodyguards as well. Even at tourist sites, precautions were necessary. With professional white security guards from the company, there was no need to worry.
Company guards could serve short‑term, but not as personal long‑term bodyguards. Lin wanted loyal staff paid directly by him, dependent on him — so he needed to recruit his own.
Isabella asked: "Boss, should I accompany you to San Francisco? If you need anything handled, I can do it immediately."
"That's fine," Lin agreed. "Come with us. It's only two days. We'll return to Los Angeles together."
The next day.
Lin BaoCheng and his group set out for San Francisco.
Since his parents might continue traveling nearby, they drove instead of flying. The group totaled nearly twenty people, most of them bodyguards.
After six hours, they arrived in San Francisco.
Because they had arranged it the night before, Lin's aunt's family was home, and the group went straight there.
His aunt's family lived in Chinatown, among other Chinese families. Their situation was decent — they owned a small house.
She had a son and daughter — Lin's cousin and cousin sister — whom Lin had met during New Year in Hong Kong.
The cousin had finished high school but didn't continue. He had worked odd jobs in Chinatown, but now his parents had placed him in the store. The cousin sister was still in middle school, like Lin's younger sister.
Lin didn't stay long in San Francisco. They spent one night in a hotel — his aunt's house couldn't accommodate so many — and returned to Los Angeles the next day.
Lin instructed Isabella to keep in close contact with the bodyguards and guide accompanying his parents, to ensure any issues were reported immediately and handled without delay.