Before Chen Yu could answer, the other merchants quickly cut in with sycophantic smiles, saying they'd be so overjoyed to partner with Old Mr. Fang they'd wake up laughing in their sleep.
Zhang Huai simply smiled and watched them all clamor to praise Old Mr. Fang's great wealth and influence, not saying a word.
Seeing his guileless smile, which held no trace of feeling honored or intimidated, Fang Jingyu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Younger Mr. Zhang seems to have a different opinion?" he asked. "Care to share it?"
Everyone at the table fell silent, their eyes turning to him, waiting for his answer.
Zhang Huai looked up at Old Mr. Fang and asked with a smile, "Old Mr. Fang, do you find this sausage delicious? And this spicy cabbage?" He pointed a finger at the appetizers that had been served before the main meal.
