Chapter Five: A Delivery Rider in Couture

At the head table, silver-haired Shen Boqian announced a twenty-million-yuan donation to maritime-disaster families. Yanci's memorial portrait appeared on the screen. Everyone observed silence. Jibai raised his champagne while a dead man listened to his own memorial through an earpiece. “Moved?” he whispered. “They chose a poor photograph.” Afterward, Shen Mingshu approached. She wore an unadorned white gown and shared something of Yanci around the eyes. “Mr. Zhou.” She held out a hand. “I hear Shengchuan Logistics interests you.” “I prefer undervalued assets.” “Including those left by dead men?” As they shook hands, she pressed a key card into his palm. “Nine fifteen. Orchid Room. Come alone.” “No,” Yanci said immediately in his ear.