"Have Yan Botao co to see ."
Li Changqing stretched his body and then made himself a pot of tea.
Upon hearing that Li Changqing had finished his closed-door training, Yan Botao quickly ca to see him.
The recent events made Yan Botao feel like he was living in a dream. He was eager to et Li Changqing, feeling an excitent akin to that of eting an idol.
Not only Yan Botao, but Zhao Yiqiu and Bai Jingfei also idolized Li Changqing.
Zhao Yiqiu even remarked that a casual thought from Mr. Changqing could keep the three of them learning for a year or so.
"Grand Priest."
Upon seeing Li Changqing, Yan Botao bowed respectfully.
"Have a seat," Li Changqing said. "Sorry for being in closed training for so long. Have things been going well recently? Is the Comrce Association doing fine?"
"Smoothly!"
Yan Botao, at this point, seed a bit excited as he looked at Li Changqing with admiration. "Your arrangents are so ticulous, Grand Priest, that we seem to have played little role. However, everything is going according to your plans. Those forces now wisely pay tribute to our Evergreen Comrce Association. I’ve brought the list."
Li Changqing: "???"
What the heck are you talking about?
Are we even talking about the sa thing?
Why do I not understand anything?
And what’s with those starry eyes of admiration?
"Please explain the recent events in detail," Li Changqing poured himself a cup of tea, eager to learn what had happened recently that was so outrageous.
Turning Yan Botao into what he is now.
"Alright, I’ll report it to you, Grand Priest." Yan Botao began to recount the entire story from beginning to end.
All the while, mixing in complints for Li Changqing.
His flattery was loud and clear.
At first, Li Changqing listened seriously, but the storyline soon deviated from his expectations.
In the end, it was about how he supposedly sent people to assassinate Hai Songtao, then various forces bloodily wiped out the Hai family in Celestial Water City, and how his master planning led those forces to offer tribute to curry favor with him...
Yan Botao, are you sure you’re not performing for ?
If I’m so aweso, how co I haven’t heard about it?
Li Changqing’s hand holding the teacup was trembling.
How did things develop to this point?
Who exactly killed Hai Songtao?
Is it really okay for you guys to alienate like this?
But since Yan Botao and the others thought this way, Li Changqing had no choice. Now that he was put on the spot, he couldn’t just claim these things had nothing to do with him, right?
That would be too demoralizing.
And it wasn’t just three people who misunderstood; the entire Minghong State was mistaken.
Their tribute has already been sent, and it’s not appropriate to say anything now.
Anyway, as long as it benefits the developnt of the Evergreen Comrce Association, it doesn’t matter, and among the gifts sent are so many land deeds, which will co in handy when the Comrce Association opens branches later.
"Alright, I understand." Li Changqing digested the information and then said, "Keep up the good work, and inform if there’s anything you need."
"Rest assured, Grand Priest, we will certainly manage everything with dedication."
"You guys are recruiting workers recently, right? When you do, make sure the recipe is absolutely not leaked," Li Changqing added.
"Rest assured, Grand Priest, the recipe is the foundation of our Evergreen Comrce Association, and it certainly will not be leaked." Speaking of the recipe, Yan Botao also looked very serious.
Now, the ones who know the cooking recipes are trusted chefs within the three main families, all long-ti mbers of the family.
As for others hired to cook, they actually don’t have the recipes, as the spices are pre-mixed and given directly for use.
They have no idea what’s in the spices.
Moreover, Yan Botao and Bai Jingfei, among others, are not easy to deal with.
The families of these chefs are also under the supervision of the Evergreen Comrce Association. If they dare disclose anything, we wouldn’t mind ensuring their entire family reunites in another world.
"By the way, my daughter is back, and she specifically ntioned wanting to see you, Grand Priest, saying your son brought a ssage for you from Dao Mountain Ancient Land."
Yan Botao said at this ti.
"Oh?" Li Changqing smiled, "Then let her bring it over."
"Alright, I’ll get her right away."
With that, Yan Botao went to find Yan Yuyun.
At this ti, Zhang Fuguang ca up, quietly pouring Li Changqing a cup of tea.
"Sir," Zhang Fuguang’s gaze was a little hesitant.
"If you have sothing to say, just say it." Li Changqing could tell this taciturn man seed to have sothing to ask of him.
"Do you need money? I can give you so first." Li Changqing said, ready to hand so silver to Zhang Fuguang.
But Zhang Fuguang shook his head.
"Siyao wants to learn to read and write," Zhang Fuguang said with a blush. "Recently, Siyao has been sneaking lessons outside the school at Yan Mansion. I wonder if sir could allow Siyao to attend classes inside?"
Zhang Fuguang had long noticed Zhang Siyao slipping out every day and followed her out of curiosity to see what she was up to.
When he saw his daughter peeking through the window, standing on tiptoe to watch people reading inside the school, this tough man felt heartache.
He is an introverted person who doesn’t easily ask for favors from others, yet today he couldn’t hold back and asked Li Changqing for this favor.
"I neglected this," said Li Changqing, patting his forehead. Zhang Siyao’s age is indeed the right ti for schooling.
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