For a moment.
The old man felt like he hadn't been confused for ten years, but rather for half a century. The world had changed too much, and he needed to adapt.
Thankfully.
Despite the changes.
The DuPont family remained prosperous.
Wealthy.
Influential.
Powerful.
Still one of the influential consortia globally, that was enough. If he were to wake up and find the family had fallen from glory into ruin,
that would indeed be troublesome.
Now.
It feels like a rebirth.
Everything.
Seems better than before I lost consciousness, although there are many questions, there is no worry that the Dupont family's honor will diminish.
"Once I can walk again, I'll visit various places in Myanmar."
"Alright."
"The medical technology here seems decent, if possible, buy a piece of picturesque land, build a large manor, and perhaps stay here occasionally."
The old man murmured quietly.
Hearing this.
His son smiled wryly.
"I'll try my best."
"Hmm?"
Buy land.
