Under the gazes of surprise and curiosity, Huang Taiji's steps faltered for a moment before instantly returning to normal. Yet his posture subtly straightened, and his expression grew more solemn. Like a celebrity walking the red carpet, he suddenly had an idol's image to maintain.
"I've told you many times, don't call me godfather." Huang Taiji frowned and spoke with utmost seriousness.
"Force of habit, force of habit," Zhang Yuanqing said. "Brother Huang, my godfather, you have to help out at tonight's banquet. The annual interest rate the boss is offering is 2.9%, so not many people are willing to lend a large sum."
Huang Taiji said gravely, "2.9% is indeed a little low. Even large bank certificates of deposit earn more than that."
"That's why I'm asking for your help. Everyone knows that the ones selling land and houses are the big landowners."
Huang Taiji wore a thoroughly businesslike expression. "The group's money isn't my money. An investment with returns that low will damage my reputation and standing."
Before he could finish, Zhang Yuanqing suddenly cried out, "Godfather~"
The corner of Huang Taiji's mouth twitched. "I'll consider it."
"Thank you, Godfather." Zhang Yuanqing led Huang Taiji into the banquet restaurant and called out loudly, "Boss, esteemed guests, my godfather has arrived."
The handsome men and beautiful women in formalwear and evening gowns inside the restaurant looked over in surprise.
Familiar faces, meaningful gazes—at that moment, all of them were focused on Huang Taiji.
Huang Taiji did not possess an insight ability, but he could easily grasp the astonishment, surprise, and faint envy of these second-, third-, and fourth-generation official scions.
That surprise and envy differed from the regard accorded to his status as one of the Four Young Masters of the official faction.
Yuanshi Tianzun was no longer the