Old Parker was now in a hurry to return and report to the master, after all, this discovery was simply too astonishing. He also planned to give James Parker a good scolding when he got back—not only had that guy lost face and money, but after offending such a master, he even had the nerve to come to him and stir up trouble. Fortunately, he had always acted cautiously and hadn’t immediately sent people to deal with the other party, or else this mess would have gotten much worse.

At this moment, Emily Thompson was quietly savoring a rich cappuccino, sitting alone in a secluded corner of the café, lost in thought.

This café, named Yun Chang, was less than a hundred steps from Emily Thompson’s personal apartment. Over time, Emily Thompson had almost developed a habit: whenever he needed to think, he would come alone to the café, find a corner, order his favorite cappuccino, sip it slowly, and ponder carefully. By now, he was a regular here.

Ever since the wild fun at Jinyu Mantang yesterday, Emily Thompson had been pondering the same question: “What exactly should I be doing now?” This question had lingered in Emily Thompson’s mind for a long time, haunting him like a shadow.

Indeed! Life is nothing more than the pursuit of fame and fortune. Before obtaining the Shenghan Ring, he was no different. But ever since the “Ginseng King” made an appearance, Emily Thompson’s interest in acquiring more money had sharply declined. Not to mention, just the pile of rare medicinal herbs in his house was worth at least tens of millions. And that’s not even counting the other valuables he still couldn’t retrieve from the Shenghan Ring.

Emily Thompson was not a stubborn person. In his mind, money was merely a guarantee for a happy life, not something that, as most people think, the more the better.

“Since I’m not short of money, what do I need? Power?” Emily Thompson gave a self-deprecating smile and shook his head. Power was indeed attractive, and he did hope to wield great power one day—after all, that’s a desire inherent in every man. But in socialist China, is power really that easy to obtain? Even with more money, it doesn’t necessarily translate into equivalent power.

Just as Emily Thompson was deep in thought, he suddenly saw a blur before his eyes—someone sat down across from him. This really annoyed Emily Thompson; what was with this person, with so many empty seats, yet choosing to sit right across from him? “You…” But when he saw who it was, Emily Thompson swallowed the rest of his question. Because sitting across from him was none other than the stunning beauty Olivia Foster, who had amazed him yesterday at Tongqing Shoutang.

“Miss Foster, why is it you?”

Olivia Foster frowned slightly and said, “What, can’t it be me?”

Emily Thompson, naturally unable to get angry at a beauty, smiled and said, “Of course it can. Does Miss Foster often come here too?”

“No, I came here specifically to find you,” Olivia Foster said with a gentle smile.

Hearing she was here to see him, Emily Thompson couldn’t help but feel a bellyful of questions. Why would the vice president of Jinyu Group come looking for him? Could it be something went wrong with the “Ginseng King”? Surely it couldn’t be that she was interested in him and came to get close on purpose! Emily Thompson told himself he wasn’t nearly that charming.

Seeing the changes in Emily Thompson’s expression, Olivia Foster spoke: “Mr. Thompson, actually, I came here specifically to talk to you about the ginseng.”

“What, you want a refund?” Emily Thompson blurted out, only realizing his mistake after he said it.

Chapter 10: An Unexpected Move (Part 2)

Olivia Foster covered her mouth and laughed softly, “Not at all. Here’s the thing: the ginseng I bought from you last time was of outstanding quality, and I’ve also heard that Mr. Thompson has several other thousand-year-old ginsengs of similar quality. So today I came to discuss with Mr. Thompson whether you’d be willing to sell the others as well?”

Upon hearing this, Emily Thompson was instantly confused. He and this beautiful heiress had nothing to do with each other—how did she know he had more thousand-year-old ginseng?

Olivia Foster seemed to notice Emily Thompson’s puzzled expression and smiled, “I heard this from Young Master Brooks. I actually went to visit Uncle Brooks today, hoping to buy their family’s thousand-year-old ginseng, but Uncle Brooks wasn’t home. Instead, I ran into Young Master Brooks, and he told me to come find you, Mr. Thompson.”

“You’ve been to my house? But how did you know you’d find me here?”

“That was also Young Master Brooks’s idea. He said you’ve already resigned, and if you’re not at home in the morning, you’ll definitely be at this café. He was right.”

Only then did Emily Thompson realize, “Right, yesterday while eating and drinking at Jinyu Mantang, I seem to have let slip that I had extra thousand-year-old ginseng, and I even told David Brooks not to spread it around. Now look, in less than a day, my brother has sold me out—and so thoroughly, too.”

But complaints aside, Emily Thompson wasn’t really angry. He had planned to sell the ginseng anyway; it was just a matter of sooner or later. Now that someone had come to him, it saved him the trouble. Most likely, David Brooks thought the same, which is why he passed the news to Olivia Foster.