Without Zhang Yang, There Would Be No Banquet

"Zhang Yang, I'll hold you to that," Cheng Lin said.

She smiled knowingly but didn't take it seriously. After all, she hadn't said what kind of pendant she wanted.

But Zhang Yang knew his craft. The point wasn't to decide on a pendant first. It was to study the material and design something suited to it—that was how to do it justice.

Night fell.

Universal Hotel.

No one cared about the nightlife outside. All eyes were on the guests attending tonight's grand banquet. It was the perfect chance to make connections, and no one wanted to waste it.

Zhang Yang arrived with Cheng Dongxue and Liu Mei, all three dressed for the occasion.

"Boss, I'll wait for you. Call me if you need anything."

Jiao Long dropped them off and went to park the car.

Zhang Yang acknowledged him and got out. With Cheng Dongxue on one arm and Liu Mei on the other, he walked into Universal Hotel.

Universal Hotel was another of Gong City's premier destinations. Its regulars were anything but ordinary: wealthy, successful businesspeople or members of prominent political families.

"Welcome."

The greeters gave Zhang Yang and his companions a warm, sincere welcome. They were dressed to impress today.

The first thing the hotel staff noticed about guests was what they wore. Zhang Yang had come to make an appearance before the assembled families, wearing a suit Cheng Dongxue had specially commissioned for over a hundred thousand yuan. Every seam had been meticulously finished.

The only thing missing was a watch on his wrist.

Liu Mei wore her favorite white qipao embroidered with lotus flowers. At Cheng Dongxue's insistence, she had put on a little makeup. A jadeite necklace hung at her throat, and a Jadeite Bracelet circled her wrist.

Those two pieces of jewelry alone