"I want some too! Sister Yun, you can’t play favorites!"

As a member of the Sheng Family, Sheng Yang knew exactly how special Ginza’s osmanthus cakes were, so he quickly spoke up to ask for one for himself.

If he brought a box of Ginza’s osmanthus cakes home, this would give him bragging rights forever!

Although his older brother was a member of Ginza, he had never brought anything from there home.

Let alone osmanthus cakes, there were never any other pastries either.

Wu Jiaxiang looked toward Yun Zijin. This decision was up to her.

"How many more portions can the kitchen make?"

Sheng Yang was right; she couldn’t play favorites.

Since the others wanted some too, she didn’t mind pulling a few strings for them.

However, since it was a limited item, she wasn’t sure if the kitchen still had enough ingredients.

"We do. Although it’s a limited item, we always prepare extra ingredients for special situations."

"That way, we can avoid a situation where our Supreme members arrive and are unable to order it."

For Supreme members, even though the osmanthus cakes were limited, Ginza would occasionally make an exception for them.

Yun Zijin nodded. As long as they had the ingredients, things would be simple.

"Then bring one serving for us to have now, and prepare a take-out order for each of them."

"Miss, we don’t need any. We’re not fond of sweets."

When Zero One saw Yun Zijin telling the kitchen to prepare a portion for all of them, he quickly spoke up to decline.

They already followed her around every day, eating and drinking for free. Now, she was even pulling strings to get them food. It was simply too much; they felt bad about it.

"Alright then. In that case, just prepare one for me."

Zero One and the others might not like sweets, but Yun Zijin did.

"Of course. Is there anything else you need?"

So far, they had only ordered the osmanthus cake.

Sheng Yang and his friends, frequent patrons of bars and clubs, were experts at ordering. They flipped open the menu and, in a flash, rattled off a long list of items.

"That’s all for now. If we need anything else, we’ll let you know."

"Very well. I’ll arrange it immediately. Please wait a moment."

Wu Jiaxiang took the order he had just written down and left the private room.

Little did Yun Zijin know that news of Wu Jiaxiang personally attending to her was already spreading through the circles of high society at lightning speed.

As the heirs to the next generation of the four great families, Lu Yunque, Li Yuexing, Fu Ze, and Sheng Hao were, of course, the first to receive the news.

「Lu Group, President’s Office.」

Lu Yunque had just received a report from his assistant that Ginza had supposedly changed owners, and this new owner was very likely Yun Zijin.

The news was surprising, yet somehow, not unexpected.

"President, should we suppress the news?"

Mo Bin asked because he knew the president had a special interest in Miss Yun.

"No need. Since she hasn’t tried to hide it, she probably doesn’t care."

Besides, he doubted that Mei Lin would let the news spread unchecked without doing anything.

Although he paid close attention to Yun Zijin, this was her private business. He had neither the right nor the standing to interfere, so it was best not to meddle.

"Understood."

Mo Bin nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave the president’s office.

The secretaries in the outer office all looked up when Mo Bin came out, their eyes practically spilling over with gossip.

"Assistant Mo, what happened? Come on, tell us!"

A moment ago, Mo Bin had glanced at his phone and then rushed into the president’s office. They were all dying of curiosity.

"Are you all finished with your work? You have time to gossip? Sounds to me like you have too little to do. I guess I should suggest to the president that he give you all some more assignments!"

At Mo Bin’s words, everyone shrank back. ’It’s not worth getting more work just for a little gossip! Not worth it! Not worth it!’

*

「Ginza.」

Not long after Wu Jiaxiang left the private room, he returned with servers, bringing the drinks and snacks that Sheng Yang and the others had ordered.

By this time, everyone in the room had found an activity they wanted to do.

They paid little mind to Wu Jiaxiang’s entrance, merely nodding in thanks before turning back to their own fun.

Sheng Yang and Lu Yunfeng were playing snooker. Yun Zijin, who had never played before, was watching from the sidelines.

Su Mengyao was only watching with Yun Zijin because she wanted to spend more time with Sheng Yang.

"Sister Yun, want to give it a try?"

Lu Yunfeng saw the interest in Yun Zijin’s eyes. Seeing as his game with Sheng Yang had reached a stalemate, he offered the cue to her.

They were just playing for fun, anyway. Switching players mid-game wasn’t a big deal.

"I’ll try after you finish this game."

She’d never played, after all, so she had no idea how she’d do. It would be bad if she ruined the position Lu Yunfeng had set up.

She didn’t mind being a rookie, but she absolutely couldn’t be a liability.

Lu Yunfeng didn’t insist. When Yun Zijin declined, he continued his game.

After he took his shot, it was Sheng Yang’s turn.

"Go, Sheng Yang!"

Su Mengyao’s sudden shout startled Sheng Yang. He was already aiming when his hand twitched, causing him to miss the shot.

Su Mengyao: ...

’I swear I didn’t do that on purpose.’

Her encouragement was sincere; she just never thought it would affect Sheng Yang’s composure.

Su Mengyao looked at Sheng Yang, her eyes filled with guilt. "I didn’t do it on purpose..."

Sheng Yang sighed. Of course he knew she didn’t mean to; otherwise, he would’ve already started cursing her out.

"Just... be quiet for a little while, okay?"

’If she makes another sudden noise,’ he thought, ’I’m afraid I’ll miss again.’

"Oh..."

Su Mengyao replied meekly, then forced herself to stay quiet.

Thanks to Sheng Yang’s mistake, Lu Yunfeng went on a triumphant run and cleared the table.

"You let me win."

Lu Yunfeng looked at Sheng Yang with a half-smile. "I have Miss Su to thank for such an easy victory."

Su Mengyao: ’That’s a thank you I could do without.’

"Since you’re so thankful, what’s the use of words? Why not make it practical? Just send her a ’thank you’ payment.

I’m not asking for much. A five- or six-figure sum should do it."

Sheng Yang put down his cue and directly asked Lu Yunfeng for the ’thank you’ fee.

"Are you robbing me?!"

’Five figures, maybe, but six? He’s got some nerve! My allowance doesn’t grow on trees!’

"Oh, it’s just a suggestion. If you don’t want to, it’s fine not to send it."

Sheng Yang said with feigned innocence.

Lu Yunfeng was speechless. "Fine! I’ll send it, alright? But I don’t have much of my allowance left. Forget six figures, you’ll get five."

Su Mengyao’s eyes widened. ’How did this take such an unexpected turn?’

’What the heck is a "thank you" payment?’

"Uhm..."

’I really don’t need a five-figure "thank you" gift...’ she thought.

Lu Yunfeng, however, didn’t notice Su Mengyao’s hesitation. He pulled out his phone, found her in his contacts, and sent her a transfer for fifty thousand yuan.

Su Mengyao was in a bind, unsure whether to accept the money or not. She could only shoot a pleading look at Yun Zijin.

"It’s the money *your* Sheng Yang wrangled for you. It’s fine, you can accept it."

Yun Zijin lowered her voice and whispered in Su Mengyao’s ear.