Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

Hearing what Funina said, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Chang Ming's face.

Although there is still external force relying on it, it is already very good to be able to take this step.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming adjusted his facial expression slightly to prevent any strange diplomatic incidents, and then continued:

"If you really want to know the true condition of your colleague... I have a plan."

Hearing this, Alechino turned his gaze to Chang Ming, and his strange black and red eyes looked at him quietly, waiting for his next words.

"But before I propose this plan, I would like to hear what the Northland Bank thinks of the "suggestions" I put forward in the Steambird Newspaper..."

Chang Ming said with a gentle smile.

Alechino narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Chang Ming's polite and confident smile, and sighed silently.

She knew this would be the outcome.

This regent was just as the rumors said. Regardless of whether the rhythm of the conversation was in his hands or not, he would choose how to take control of the speech according to the situation.

If he is at a disadvantage, he will take control of the rhythm with quite clever guiding speeches.

If he is in the upper hand, he will control the rhythm in a very unreasonable way, just like he did just now.

It feels like, “You asked this question? Oh, then you answer it first, and I’ll think about how to answer you.”

Although this method may sound a bit insidious at first,...it is a common tactic in diplomacy.

Since both sides want to tear off some of the benefits from each other, they naturally have to compare who has a tougher wrist.

Thinking of this, Alechino opened her eyes and said softly:

"In the next two weeks, the Northland Bank branch in Fontaine will be equipped with nine "seals" belonging to different executives."

"Which executive is in charge of the branch? During the period he is in charge, all the marks will belong to him, making it easier to hold him accountable."

"In addition, Northland Bank will also strengthen supervision of loan usage to ensure that every morat is used for the purpose stated on the application form."

Having said this, Alechino paused for a moment, then continued:

"That's the response from the Northland Bank. Now... I want to hear what Mr. Chang Ming's plan is."

Looking at the expressionless Alechino in front of him, Chang Ming shrugged slightly and said quite relaxedly:

"It's actually very simple. Find someone who has some connection with the 'Young Master' and who is trustworthy in Mo Mang Palace to help you find out what's going on."

Chang Ming's words made Alechino realize something instantly. His slender index finger was rhythmically tapping the table full of various desserts, as if he was thinking.

"You mean... the traveler?"

"Yes, she has some relationship with Tartaglia, so she will naturally not lie about this matter. And she just solved a big case for Fontaine, so she is naturally someone that Mo Mang Palace can trust."

"In this way, the doubts of both sides will be naturally dispelled, and there will be no "problem" anymore."

When Chang Ming said these words, there was still a faint smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

——If he can't win a complete victory in this favorable situation... then all his training for the past four hundred years would have been in vain.

After hearing Chang Ming's explanation, Alechino nodded slightly, then said slowly:

"Since the issues I wanted to resolve at the 'tea party' have been properly addressed, I will leave first."

"Goodbye, Mr. Chang Ming, Miss Funina."

As Alecino spoke, he slowly stood up and walked quickly towards the door of the reception room without any hesitation.

Chang Ming did not say any polite words like "take care" as he did before, but instead elegantly picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of the black tea.

Since Alechino wanted to define this diplomatic meeting as a tea party... then Chang Ming would naturally not offend her.

As if she felt that Alechino had completely left, Furninha breathed a sigh of relief and said tiredly:

"Finally left..."

"You did a good job today, didn't you? Last time the "servant" came, you were evasive, but this time you were able to refute her properly with reason and evidence. Isn't that good?"

Chang Ming looked at Funina, who looked like she had survived a disaster, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Funina raised her head slightly, glanced at Chang Ming with her beautiful eyes, and a smile appeared on her face involuntarily.

To be honest, if Chang Ming hadn't said that to her before entering the living room...

She would probably still be hesitant and unable to explain herself because she was afraid of Alechino.

Thinking of this, Funina raised her head slightly and fixed her gaze on the table in front of her where various desserts were placed, as if she wanted to have her afternoon tea here.

However, before she could reach out her hand, Chang Ming, who was sitting beside her drinking black tea, spoke up:

"Funina, the quality of these things is not good enough for you to enjoy. If you plan to enjoy afternoon tea... wait for me for a moment."

As Chang Ming spoke, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen. After a while, he placed a new pot of black tea and a special cake he had carefully made in front of Funina.

"Only the best desserts and tea are qualified to be on the God's table. It is an honor to be the God's afternoon tea."

As Chang Ming spoke, he placed the desserts on the table on a cart beside him, ready to hand them over to Sedna, asking her to distribute the desserts to the members of the Shadow Chasing Court who were on duty.

These things are also fresh enough. If I must say...they were baked less than three hours ago, which is considered a very fresh dessert even in a bakery outside.

“Just think of it as their employee benefit~”

Chang Ming thought so.

Looking at the familiar cake in front of her and the fragrant black tea, Funina was a little dazed for a moment.

It was not until Chang Ming pushed the cart full of desserts and temporarily left the reception room that she came to her senses and said in a voice so small that only she could hear:

"Only the best regents... are qualified to become "permanent guests" at the god's table and enjoy afternoon tea with her..."

"But if I don't have this identity...will he still treat me like this?"