Rong Haodong booked out the First Floor restaurant. Two to thirty people sat at a large table, with the best wine and dishes, of course. Rong Haodong also called over a dozen beautiful waitresses to serve them.
During the toasts, Shen Lang also got to know Rong Haodong.
The Rong Haodong family had been in business since the Kangxi era of the Qing Dynasty, a history of over four hundred years. For the past century, they had been supporting the development of Dragon Country, offering their full support for every major event.
Of course, as Dragon Country continued to develop, the Rong family's businesses now spanned the entire Southwest, making them truly colossal in wealth.
As one of the most outstanding figures among the younger generation of the Rong family, Rong Haodong had been followed by countless scions of wealthy families since childhood. His influence could rival that of the young masters of several prominent families in Dragon Capital.
"Young Master Yang, what happened before was my fault. I'll punish myself with a drink. From now on, we're brothers. If you need anything, just say the word."
At the banquet, Rong Haodong repeatedly toasted Shen Lang, offering eighteen cups in one go. Then, Rong Haodong began to toast Yang Junlin.
After all, the last time, Rong Haodong had set a trap and beaten Yang Junlin severely, even causing trouble at the White Horse Club and injuring many people.
Seeing the usually arrogant Rong Haodong acting so humbly, Yang Junlin was momentarily unsure how to respond.
However, at this moment, Zhou Jian, who was sitting next to Yang Junlin, spoke up.
Zhou Jian was not a man of good temper. Hearing Rong Haodong's words, Yang Junlin immediately cursed, "Rong Haodong, you dog! You think apologizing with a few perfunctory words is enough?"
"Even though I wasn't there when you schemed against my little brother, I know he must have suffered immense humiliation. If you want him to forgive you, show some sincerity."
Zhou Jian toyed with his wine glass and said with a smile, "Slapping yourself three times shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Haha, it's not a problem, not a big problem."
Upon hearing Zhou Jian's words, Rong Haodong smiled and said, "I'll slap myself right now."
With that, Rong Haodong stood up and delivered three heavy slaps to his own face. Each slap was crisp and loud, stunning everyone present.
Neither Rong Haodong's subordinates nor Shen Lang and his companions had expected Rong Haodong to be so decisive in slapping himself. This guy could bend and stretch.
"Junlin, since Young Master Rong has shown sincerity, you should reciprocate. Toast Young Master Rong with a drink, and let bygones be bygones."
Seeing Rong Haodong's sincere display, Shen Lang said to Yang Junlin.
Yang Junlin also knew that Rong Haodong had given him enough face. He raised his wine glass and said to Rong Haodong, "Young Master Rong, let's not talk about past matters. I toast you with this cup."
"Haha, don't call me Young Master Rong, call me Brother Dong. From now on, I'll look out for you."
Rong Haodong raised his wine glass in return, smiled, and said this before emptying his glass.
After speaking, Rong Haodong introduced his subordinates to Shen Lang one by one. These individuals came from families that were either extremely wealthy or held significant political power, all of them being influential young masters and ladies with deep backgrounds.
"Young Master Shen, I'll toast you as well. I hope you'll take care of me in the future."
Yan Weiyuan had initially found Shen Lang displeasing, but upon learning that Shen Lang had single-handedly defeated the Yang Nation's martial arts world with a single sword, she became immensely impressed and looked up to him. She raised her wine glass and said to Shen Lang.
"Cheers—"
Shen Lang didn't say a word. He raised his wine glass, clinked it with Yan Weiyuan's, and then downed the wine in one gulp.
The meal lasted for nearly four hours, and by the time the group left the First Floor, it was already midnight.
Fortunately, Wang Yuyan hadn't drunk anything throughout the entire evening, otherwise, Shen Lang wouldn't have known how they would get back.
Having drunk too much, Shen Lang fell into a deep sleep upon returning to the villa.
However, while Shen Lang slept soundly, the Central State Bank Building in Nanling was brightly lit. Ye Shishi was in a high-level meeting with the bank's executives, discussing an urgent investment project.
What Ye Shishi didn't know was that while they were in their meeting, a group of men in black had silently appeared downstairs.
"Stop! Who are you?"
The Central State Bank not only housed a vault but also contained a great deal of important commercial secrets. Therefore, the Central State Bank was protected 24/7 by armed personnel from Black Shield Company.
Seeing the group of men in black appear, the two guards on duty immediately raised their guns and shouted.
"Who are we? It's been a long time since anyone asked us that."
A black-clothed man with white hair looked at the two guards, a cold smile flashing across his face, and said, "Listen carefully, our surname is Tang."
He then added four words: "Tang from the Tang Sect."
"What? The Tang Sect?"
Upon hearing the white-haired man's words, the faces of the two guards changed drastically. Others might not know what the Tang Sect was, but they did.
"Ah—"
The two guards were about to say something when they felt a heat in their throats. They spat out a mouthful of blood, then let out a scream and died on the spot.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the lips of the two guards were dark, clearly showing signs of poisoning.
"We told you we were from the Tang Sect, and you were still so careless. Truly unforgivable."
After the two guards coughed up blood and died, the white-haired man in black smiled and said, then turned to the sixteen men in black and instructed, "Go in and get her."
"Yes—"
Hearing the white-haired man's words, the sixteen men in black shouted in unison and then rushed into the Central State Bank Building.
As they stormed in, alarms soon blared, and even Ye Shishi, who was in the meeting, noticed the commotion.
"What's going on? Why did the alarm system suddenly go off?"
Ye Shishi frowned and exclaimed.
"We're not sure..."
The other executives heard Ye Shishi's words and were all confused, not knowing how to answer her.
"Something's not right, there's an intruder. Everyone, end the meeting quickly and take emergency shelter in the vault."
The vault of the Central State Bank was impenetrable, a fortress. If they could get into the vault, no enemy could enter.
After ensuring her own safety, Ye Shishi would then contact the Martial Guard for reinforcements.
"Sorry, you won't have a chance to get into the vault."
Just as Ye Shishi finished speaking, the white-haired man in black, accompanied by sixteen men in black, walked into the conference room. He looked at Ye Shishi with cold eyes and said, "You are Ye Shishi, aren't you? Very good, you're the one we're looking for. Come with us."
"Who are you?"
Seeing the group of people with ill intentions, Ye Shishi frowned and asked.
"Our surname is Tang."
The white-haired man in black said with a smile, "Miss Ye, you are well-informed. You should know who we are by now, shouldn't you?"
"The Tang Sect?"
Upon hearing their self-introduction, Ye Shishi frowned and said, "The Central State Bank has no enmity with the Tang Sect. You've come to cause trouble for me, surely you need a reason?"
The white-haired man in black smiled and said, "When has the Tang Sect ever needed to give reasons for its actions?"