C14 (2/2)

Yun Qiu thought about it for a while and still let down her shoulders in frustration. She hugged herself tighter before replying to Yu'er, ”Yu'er, come in.”

Yu'er thought that since the Miss didn't respond, she had yet to get up. Mrs Qiao said, last night was a wedding night, this morning Miss must have woken up a little later. But why? Usually, the young miss would get up before even dawn.

She raised her head to look at the bright sun. Only when she was covered up by the thorns did she confirm that it was definitely the right time to do so. Why isn't Miss awake yet? How strange.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard Yun Qiu's response. Yu'er had no doubts about him. Almost at the same time Yun Qiu finished speaking, she pushed open the door and entered. After that, they looked at each other.

Cough, how embarrassing.

”Master Cang, this is the food price list for this season. Take a look, there's a lot of rain this year, and even rice from the south of Dongting Lake is rare. This time, most of the rice is purchased and sold to the south in the Central Plains.” Lin Zhou held a thick account book in both hands and respectfully handed it to the night flute that was sitting at the table, dealing with various matters.

He nodded and said, ”Hmm, natural disasters often come along with human disasters. The journey would not be peaceful, but have you found an escort escort escort company?” However, from start to finish, he didn't pick up the account book in his hands.

”This …” None...

It's over. He smiled …

A few drops of cold sweat quickly formed on his forehead. After pausing for a while, he used all his courage and almost crushed the thick cover of the account book. Only then did he dare to utter: ”It's still the same Long Jiang escort team, I'll contact them as soon as possible.” After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at his master's expression. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoes, as if there was something amazing on it.

He was obviously a smiling and amiable boss all day, so why was he so scared?

After reviewing the questions he had thought of countless times before, Lin Zhou successfully diverted his attention. As long as he could avoid the boss's gaze, he would be able to smoothly pass this time.

The flute put down the account book on the table, stood up slowly and stretched his body, then went back to his original seat. The process was very simple, but the Night Flute was not. Look, Manager Liu was trying his best to hold on to his position while his legs were shaking.

Is my face that horrible? Flute reached out his hand to touch his face, puzzled. He couldn't understand how his subordinates would be scared when they saw him like this. He was obviously afraid that his own temperament would cause others to feel uncomfortable, so he tried his best to maintain a smile of modesty and gentleness.

His slender fingers flipped a few times to read through the contents of the account book. After a while, he smiled faintly and said casually, ”Let me know, the price of rice grains written down is set at 80% of what it used to be in the past. No one is allowed to raise the price while they are in the midst of a natural disaster, if they discover a violation, they will be severely punished.”

Look, I knew it.

Lin Zhou shrugged his shoulders. He felt that it was a pity that the silver taels were about to be lost, but there was nothing he could do about it.

”Yes, Master Cang.” Linzhou looked dispirited.

A low, rich, and magnetic chuckle rang out. The flute rested one hand on its chin, raised its big smile and fixed its gaze at Lin Zhou, then thought of something and said meaningfully: ”Little Lin, nothing is wrong but evil, but the people who make money are not evil merchants.”

When Lin Zhou heard this, he glared at him. Without caring about being afraid, he just stood there quietly thinking for a while, and then broke out in a few drops of cold sweat. This... Was it to make money?

Thinking of the past achievements of the boss fighting and winning with those evil merchants for a piece of profit, the more Lin Zhou thought about it, the more possible it became. The trace of regret in his heart instantly disappeared. Following that, he nodded his head in satisfaction, thinking to himself that it was still the old cunning Blue.

Eh? No, this isn't right. The Blue Luan is still young, but he's got it all wrong again.

Thinking of the money that was about to flow in like water, Lin Zhou was a little flustered. He forgot all about the people standing in front of him and the purpose of his trade. He turned around and walked out of the study without any indication of treason.

The flute didn't care and only gave a faint smile. Then, it continued to pick up the book on the table and flip through it.

Tap, tap, tap … The sound of slightly messy footsteps could be heard. The flute put down the brush in his hand and looked in the direction of the door while silently counting something.

Five, four, three, two, one... Here it comes.

”Master Cang, don't worry. I will definitely arrange everything properly. I will absolutely not disappoint you.” As he spoke, he turned his body to face the direction of the door, looking ready to run away at any moment. ”Master Cang …” You... You just married your wife, so it's the second day of your wedding. Logically speaking, you should be accompanying your wife … ”You …” He hesitated for a moment, then stole a glance at the flute and continued, ”Is this not good for you?”

”Yes, it is indeed not good.” The flute naturally answered, and then it stood up from behind the table, lightly stroking its clothes, then went around the desk and out of the study.

Lin Zhou, who had been left behind but had not caught up with his boss, stood blankly.

What had happened?