It was about 6:40 in the evening. Winter days darkened early, and indeed, the sky had already gone black.
Having been there before, Luofeng was familiar with the place and parked the car in the garage.
Luofeng once again led everyone to the elevator.
At the entrance of Sky City, the receptionist warmly welcomed them, "Happy New Year, do you have a reservation?"
"Happy New Year, my last name is Luo," Luofeng said.
"Oh, Mr. Luo, hello, right this way please!" the receptionist replied.
Luofeng walked ahead.
Meanwhile, Tangya and Bai Ningbing whispered to each other behind him.
"Ningbing, I feel a bit embarrassed about my pink," Tangya murmured.
They were both dressed in pineapple-print sweatshirts.
Tangya always felt a little self-conscious, as if she were trying too hard to appear young.
Bai Ningbing said softly, "Don’t worry, Mom. As long as we don’t say anything, no one can tell your age!"
There was nothing wrong with her reasoning.
If Luofeng hadn’t used the System’s scan, based on Tangya’s current outfit, he probably would have also thought Tangya was a goddess of about twenty-five.
Of course, even after that one time, if she had been... impressive enough, he probably wouldn’t have been able to discern her true age from the experience.
COUGH. COUGH. COUGH.
But Luofeng truly didn’t understand that feeling. He’d never experienced it.
Stop. Such thoughts are too dangerous. Luofeng mentally smacked himself.
"The night view is not bad at all!"
Bai Ningbing sat by the window and had no intention of taking pictures. She had no need to post photos on her Moments Circle to prove she’d been to Sky City.
Sky City had an average cost per person of five hundred Yuan.
Is that expensive?
For ordinary people, indeed it was. But for Bai Ningbing, Luofeng could casually send her a red envelope worth five million Yuan—though she hadn’t accepted it—and her perspective had long since been broadened by him.
Tangya felt the same way.
Presumably, beautiful women like them wouldn’t be easily deceived by just any boy with money, would they?
As the saying goes, how could a girl who’s been embraced by an eagle ever fancy a rooster?
However, netizens had a brilliant comment on this saying: "If you were taken out and ’had’ by a rich second-generation kid, just admit it. Why make it sound so sophisticated?"
Seeing such a brilliant comment, Luofeng could only express his feelings with a phrase from Cao Cao: it almost killed him with laughter.
The waiter quickly brought a tablet so the three of them could place their order.
Luofeng first chose New Zealand Lobster, a type of deep-sea crayfish known for its excellent flavor.
Its taste surpassed even that of sweet shrimp.
Luofeng also ordered three Mantis Shrimp.
The waiter reminded, "Sir, Mantis Shrimp is a limited item. One per two guests. If ordered separately, it costs 688 Yuan!"
If Mantis Shrimp were offered without limit for a mere 498 Yuan per person, Sky City would probably go bankrupt.
This Old Li is quite something, Luofeng thought. Very helpful.
Of course, those who were on duty had volunteered for overtime and received overtime pay.
Clearly, Tangya wasn’t working overtime. Otherwise, how could she be here with Luofeng and Bai Ningbing?
Luofeng affirmed, "Yes, our Jiamei Construction Company needs to transfer 1,000 Yuan to each of approximately fifty thousand accounts!"
Tangya realized. "Ah, your Jiamei Company is giving New Year’s red envelopes to the frontline sanitation workers in the Main Urban Area, right?"
"That’s right!" Luofeng nodded affirmatively.
"Leave this to me," Tangya said. "For Gongsang Bank, this is noteworthy news—not too big, not too small—and we can use it for publicity. It demonstrates that our bank provides normal services even during holidays like the New Year!"
Her understanding and vision are indeed quite good.
Luofeng said, "The staff on duty won’t have any objections, will they?"
"It won’t be a problem. I’ll treat them to a big dinner!" Tangya replied.
Luofeng nodded. "Then I’ll entrust this to you, Auntie Tang. I hope these matters can be resolved by tomorrow. By the way, Auntie Tang, I’ll send the transfer document directly to you later, alright?"
"Sure!" Tangya replied.
That document Old Li sent contains other information; it wouldn’t be appropriate to forward it directly. Luofeng only needed to send the names and bank card details.
"By the way, Auntie Tang, how many people will be handling this at your branch tomorrow?" Luofeng asked again.
After all, these are transfers for fifty thousand individuals. It would surely require many people working together, wouldn’t it? Otherwise, how could it possibly be done?
Tangya laughed. "Do you think we have to input each account manually, one by one?"
"Isn’t that how it’s done?" Luofeng asked, puzzled.

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