Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

"I'm back." Su Ming smiled lightly, picked up the wine glass beside him and handed it to Pantalone, and said softly: "But Lord Pantalone, the richest man in Zhidong Country, does he also need to attend the banquet?"

Pantalone smiled with an ambiguous meaning, and the light reflected from the lens was extremely soft. "I am afraid that Mr. Su Yi will cry and bring down my Northland Bank."

He took the wine glass and shook it, the purple gems on his gloves sparkling. "But your work progress seems to be very good recently, and the amount of Mora flowing into the capital pool has increased a lot."

"Of course." Su Ming smiled and gently touched the glass in Pantalone's hand. "Everyone knows that Adonis is the best at collecting money for the adults."

Dadalia: ...

Tartaglia was silent for a moment, then reluctantly said, "Can you guys speak some human language?"

These words are not confusing, but they have a bit of a sarcastic tone.

"Okay." Su Ming laughed helplessly, his eyes swept over Dong Niya who was walking among the ladies of various families with ease under the guidance of Jia Lina. "After all, I pretended to be quite decent today."

Pantalone pursed his lips and stood aside with his usual smile.

The people who were waiting to come up and chat thought for a moment, then turned around and joined other circles without any reluctance.

The three executives got together and went up to chat. They were sold out and were still counting the money.

"Mr. Su." Pantalone suddenly spoke, his eyes moving to the white-haired man who had just walked over.

Su Yi smiled calmly, without any sign of whimpering at all.

He chatted and laughed with Pantalone calmly and naturally, then turned his eyes to Su Ming, "Adonis."

Su Ming nodded and put the wine glass into Tartaglia's hand. "I'll go upstairs in a while. I have something to do."

Hearing this, Tartaglia nodded and looked at Su Yi, "Happy birthday, Mr. Su."

"Okay." Su Yi smiled, turned around and left with her adopted son.

"I didn't realize you had the time to do this..." Tartaglia muttered, and sat down on a chair by the window. "You seem to be very good at this kind of situation?"

As he spoke, Tartaglia's eyes passed over the people around him who were talking in twos and threes in low voices, and a barely perceptible irritation flashed in his eyes.

Pantalone sat opposite and chuckled, "Of course, but why would a young man who is good at martial arts come here?"

"Heh..." Tartaglia sneered, with the corners of his lips raised, "Mr. Su and Mrs. Galina are taking care of my younger siblings for me. Adonis and I have known each other since childhood. I am not like you cold-hearted capitalists who only see profit."

"Your childhood friend and I are..." Pantalone raised his chin slightly, smiling, "We have similar tastes."

Hearing this, Tartaglia rolled his eyes.

Come on, with Adonis's way of thinking, it's only a matter of time before you have to work for him.

You two share the same bad taste. In two years, Adonis will be able to put you in the pot.

"Our Lord, the Last Master, is really hypocritical." Pantalone raised his glass with a smile and raised it towards Tartaglia.

His tone was smiling, yet full of provocation.

Tartaglia supported herself on the sofa with one hand, and the soft flesh on her cheek was slightly deformed.

He looked at his colleague opposite him coldly and said softly, "Do you think you can make me angry like this?"

Pediatrics.

Ever since he read all kinds of light novels, his tolerance has increased significantly.

If he wants to piss him off, Pantalone might need to go back to the light novel community for some refresher.

Tartaglia narrowed his eyes and looked at Pantalone, "But what did Mr. Pantalone think when he saw Yaedou's new products?"

Hearing this, Pantalone's smile deepened, "My thought is that perhaps Adonis's methods are still a little immature."

"Immature?" Tartaglia raised his eyebrows, suddenly feeling that Pantalone was about to say something extraordinary.

Pantalone lowered his eyes to look at the gem ring on his glove, chuckled and said, "If it were me, I would use the operation funds to force my colleagues to open their businesses. Of course, the same goes for the other protagonists. The business of the Dawn Winery, the business of the Hall of Rebirth, the status of the Society's envoy..."

"Everything can become my bargaining chip." Pantalone opened his eyes a little and chuckled, "The actors trained by the Loach Group are puppets, but puppets can also be replaced by executives, right? Or, puppets can also be the images of these protagonists, right?"

Tartaglia's eyelids jumped, and his eyes fell on Pantalone's hand, "As expected... As expected, he has no conscience..."

As an executive officer who is not ranked in the top three, he actually wants all the executive officers to make money for him...

Tsk, madman.

"Tartaria, conscience is not something you can eat..." Pantalone narrowed his eyes, tapping his fingertips rhythmically on the goblet, "Entertainment, public opinion, Adonis has a good idea, but..."

Pantalone paused and chuckled, "A little immature."

The means were hesitant and did not maximize the value of these so-called friends.

"He's not you." Tartaglia leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and sneered, "In terms of ruthlessness and insidiousness, who can compare to you and the Doctor?"

Pantalone smiled innocently, "There's nothing we can do. After all, in the eyes of the world, you and I are birds of a feather."

After saying that, Pantalone stood up and whispered to the maid beside him: "Tell your master that I'm waiting for him upstairs."

"Ha..." Tartaglia sneered, but still followed and instructed: "Ask Adonis to bring me a glass of wine."

The maid nodded calmly, turned and walked towards Su Ming, who was walking among the crowd with a smile on his face.

There is no way, the maids of the Kingdom of Winter also have to be well-informed.

Nothing these executives do is surprising.

In the crowd, Su Ming listened to everyone's conversation with a smile on his face, and exchanged a knowing look with Su Yi from time to time.

The maid stood quietly behind him.

Su Ming listened attentively, put the wine glass in the maid's hand, and said with the same smile, "Excuse me."

"Where are the two executive officers?" Su Yi followed Su Ming out of the crowd and stood in a secluded place. "Hidden?"

Su Ming nodded and scanned the hall, "Will the mayor come over later?"

"Yes." Su Yi casually picked up a tray from the dining table, put the cakes and snacks on it, and stuffed it into Su Ming's hand. "Go upstairs to entertain those two. I will bring the mayor upstairs later. Here..."

At this point, Su Yi looked around the hall, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she lowered her voice, "It's enough to know their faces. There's no need for you to get to know them better."

"Thank you very much." Su Ming smiled and turned to walk upstairs.

Su Yi pursed her lips, a gentle smile appeared on her face again, and she blended into the crowd.

Not everyone has the chance to chat with his son.

What happened to being pushed down by my son?

Humph, that's because his son is capable!

I will show off the full amount of Moraka birthday gifts sent by the executive officers later!