Unexpectedly, Emily Thompson actually asked such a question, and Olivia Foster couldn't help but feel a trace of disappointment—could it be that she had no attraction at all for this man whose eyes seemed to shine? However, this thought flashed by in an instant, and Olivia Foster quickly regained her composure and replied calmly, “Sorry, Mr. Thompson, I’m really busy. But you can ask Uncle Brooks about this question—I’m sure he’ll give you an answer. Goodbye.”

After watching Olivia Foster leave, Emily Thompson returned to his excitement at becoming a millionaire among the petty bourgeoisie. Edward Brooks, standing nearby, couldn’t help but ask, “Emily, why did you ask her what you wanted the ginseng king for?”

In fact, Emily Thompson himself couldn’t really explain why he had asked that question. He could only scratch his head in embarrassment and say, “Uncle Brooks, you saw it too—such a beautiful woman, it’s nice to have a few more words with her, hehe.” Then Emily Thompson deliberately changed the subject: “Uncle Brooks, how did you manage to find such a big buyer like Jinyu Group? From the way that beautiful woman addressed you just now, it seems like you two are quite familiar.”

Edward Brooks smiled and said, “A few years ago, I treated Olivia’s grandfather, who is also the chairman of Jinyu Group, John Foster. That’s how we met. Besides, not long ago, the Jin family wanted to buy that wild ginseng from my family. Remember I told you someone offered 3.8 million for it? That was their offer.”

“I see.” Emily Thompson nodded. “Then Uncle Brooks, you must know what the Jin family wants the ginseng for, right?”

“Looks like I really can’t satisfy your curiosity otherwise.” Edward Brooks sighed and said, “Well, the old man of the Jin family, such a good person, unfortunately came down with a rare and strange illness. They bought your ginseng to treat him. I don’t know the details beyond that.”

“Dad, what are you and Emily talking about?” David Brooks ran over, his face full of excitement.

“Nothing much. What’s got you so happy?” Emily Thompson grinned mischievously at David Brooks.

After pulling out a lounge chair and sitting down, David Brooks said proudly, “Let me tell you, when that beautiful woman left just now, she turned back and smiled at me—maybe she’s interested in me.”

Hearing this, Emily Thompson pretended to faint. “Really? It seems like that beautiful woman smiled at me like that before, and at your dad, and at that gray-haired Dr. Thompson—she smiled and talked to all of us like that. Is this what they call universal love?”

“You brat, can’t you just let me have my moment of vanity?” David Brooks pouted, then continued, “Hey, big millionaire, how are you planning to enjoy yourself today? Shouldn’t we make some plans?” With that, he grabbed Emily Thompson and said to Edward Brooks, “Dad, I won’t be home for dinner tonight—we’re off to have some fun.”

Chapter Six: Jinyu Mantang (Part One)

After Emily Thompson successfully withdrew two hundred thousand yuan in cash from the Bank of China, David Brooks immediately dragged him into a private club on Huanan Road.

From the outside, it was just a nondescript five-story clubhouse, with dark red exterior walls, an ugly shape, and a stiff design. But once inside, Emily Thompson was stunned—the difference from the outside was like night and day. Since Emily Thompson’s original profession was real estate sales, he had a good eye for interior design. When he saw the club’s interior, which could only be described as ultra-luxurious, he grabbed David Brooks and asked, “Do you come here often?”

“Of course not, this is my first time.” David Brooks replied as he looked around at the club’s décor.

“Then where did you get the membership card?” Although Emily Thompson had never been to such a high-end private club, he knew from media reports that places like this were definitely playgrounds for the rich. With David Brooks’s financial situation, there was no way he could have a membership card here.

“This card was given to my dad by the boss of some corporation. But you know my dad—he’d never come to a place like this in a million years. So it’s a bargain for us! I had to work really hard last night to sneak it out.” David Brooks whispered, shaking the gold-and-silver-plated membership card in his hand.

Emily Thompson shook his head helplessly. “When did you get so bad? I really made a mistake befriending you!”

At that moment, a pretty young waitress approached them, bowed, and said sweetly, “Good evening, gentlemen. Is this your first time at Jinyu Mantang?”

“How did you know?” David Brooks blurted out.

The waitress smiled, “The membership card in your hand is an A-level VIP card that hasn’t been activated for spending yet, and you both look unfamiliar, so I took a guess.”

No wonder she was a waitress at a high-end club—not only was she good-looking, but her service was impeccable. “In that case, could you please show us around?” Emily Thompson smiled at the waitress after exchanging a glance with David Brooks. Since they were here, they might as well enjoy themselves—this had always been Emily Thompson’s philosophy. If you have the chance to experience the pleasures of the rich, how could you pass it up?