Lu Jingshen, the helmsman of the Lu Group, a legend in the business world, a man of great influence. His life creed is: There is nothing that money cannot solve. If it can, it is not enough money. Until he met Su Qingqian. Su Qingqian, a girl with a sweet-sounding name, was the only "Waterloo" in Lu Jingshen's business map. She keeps the time-honored "Qingtian Cake Shop" left by her grandmother, and the pastries she makes are the taste bud memories of generations of people in this city. Lu Jingshen took a fancy to this land, and even more to the exclusive formulas that had been passed down for centuries. "Miss Su, 100 million. This shop and all the recipes belong to you." Lu Jingshen's tone was calm, as if he was saying that the weather is really nice today. Without raising her head, Su Qingqian slowly sprinkled a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with powdered sugar: "Mr. Lu, have you never tried my pastry? This is a priceless treasure." Lu Jingshen was stunned. He had never seen anyone care so little about money. As a result, an acquisition war surrounding "Qingtian Cake Shop" turned into Mr. Lu's "Zhui Dian Crematorium" - oh no, "Zhui Dian Crematorium". He first sent someone to talk to him, but Su Qingqian blocked him by saying, "The ancestral precepts cannot be violated." He then opened a luxury dessert shop opposite, hoping to use capital to crush it. As a result, the pastry chefs in his shop lined up at the entrance of Qingtian Pastry House, just to learn from his master. He even wanted to use legal means, but Su Qingqian directly displayed all the historical information of the cake shop and old photos of the community, winning the support of the people in the city and the attention of the media. Lu Jingshen: "What is she insisting on?" Assistant: "Maybe... Feelings? Also,
