I had a wonderful dream all night about working out with Yang Cai'e.

Upon waking, Zhao Cheng was still full of energy and led the renovation team to Xu An's manor in northern Sichuan.

Looking at the magnificent decorations and luxurious furniture, the foreman of the renovation team was completely bewildered and asked timidly, "Young Master, how... how else should we change this?"

Zhao Cheng was also stunned, not expecting such a big change since his last visit.

Just how much silver has Xu An poured into this place?

With so many marquises in Dajing, is his family really that wealthy?

How much must have been embezzled?

Having already invited everyone, Zhao Cheng naturally couldn't refuse. Pointing to the courtyard in front of him, he said righteously and sternly, "Corruption! Depravity! Vulgarity! This is not what I want. I need to keep a low profile, understand?"

The renovation manager asked, "What do you mean by 'low-key'?"

"I don't look rich, but the products have to be of good quality, practical, and durable, while keeping the cost to a minimum!"

"Why don't you... try asking at another store?"

"You look down on me?"

"No way!! It's just... the brothers all need to eat..."

Zhao Cheng kicked the foreman and yelled, "Go ahead and do it, money's no object! As for the interior... don't touch anything else, let it be tacky. Just fix up this yard, make it more elegant, more refined, more scholarly..."

"Understood! And what is your budget?"

"My budget is the same as my bottom line as me: put in the effort and go for it!"

"Alright, young prime minister!!!"

Upon hearing this, the renovation foreman beamed with joy, shouted excitedly, and ran towards the workers.

"Hey guys, we've got a big job!!!"

"Is it really necessary to be so happy? My bottom line is very high, okay!" Just as Zhao Cheng was complaining, Zhao Wu rushed over and said, "Master, there's a bit of trouble at the bookstore. Donghua hopes you can go there!"

The bookstore's problems had been brewing for a while now, and Zhao Cheng had long anticipated that something would go wrong. However, there were too many things to do, and too few people around him who could delegate authority to manage things, which is why it had been dragging on for so long.

After all, there are too few helpers like Zheng Hongxiu and Dong Hua.

Zhao Wu... he's alright at fighting, but when it comes to managing things... he'd be lucky if he could even control his temper.

The bookstore was located in southern Sichuan, in the opposite direction from the manor. Zhao Cheng arrived at noon.

The courtyard house had nine rooms, excluding the kitchen and outhouse, and each room was piled high with paper manuscripts.

There were about ten men and women, all writing furiously behind the table.

There were also several people who were reviewing the manuscript, so focused that they didn't even notice Zhao Cheng coming in.

Dong Hua walked towards Zhao Cheng, her brows furrowed.

Zhao Cheng asked, "What's going on?"

"The two authors who were emotional have been calmed down and can continue after a couple of days of rest, but Cao Bichang's depression is very serious and she has to stop, otherwise it will be very dangerous..."

Zhao Cheng took a deep breath. Cao Bichang was a female writer he was focusing on cultivating. Her serialized novel, "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai," had already been completed and was selling like hotcakes in Yanchuan and the surrounding cities. Even the western capital, Changsui, had a following.

Zhao Cheng planned to tell her the story of "The Seven Fairies" as her new serialized work, so that she could continue to strive for even greater heights.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong at this moment.

"I haven't comforted her in a long time, how did it get so serious?" Zhao Cheng wondered.

Donghua countered, "What do you mean by appeasement?"

"Just chatting with her!!"

"oh……"

Zhao Cheng asked impatiently, "Do you know why?"

Dong Hua said, "She was so immersed in the story that she thought she was Zhu Yingtai, turning into butterflies with Liang Shanbo. When I went to see her this morning, she was still chanting to the air, 'Two butterflies flying, flying into the flower bushes...'"

Zhao Cheng: "..."

"Is she playing with two butterflies flying?"

Zhao Cheng shook his head and said, "Forget it, we can't force this. Just give his family more money. As for work... he can stop, but he can't just become useless."

Dong Hua nodded and asked, "But Cao Bichang has already launched promotions for her new work. How do we handle this?"

"What do you mean by ending it? Now that it's popular, you have to strike while the iron is hot. Find someone to write about it in the next few days."

Donghua hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, I've actually been looking for several days now, but I haven't found anything suitable... otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to come over."

"I've explained it to them, and they still can't write it well?" Zhao Cheng retorted angrily.

Dong Hua said weakly, "Besides talent, you also need to have a real passion for this kind of thing..."

Zhao Cheng controlled his emotions, knowing that Dong Hua was right. In his previous life, he had also read online novels and knew that some people really relied on their talent to make a living, while others endured hardship and did the work of others in three days in one day. They were practically tentacle monsters!

But why should we endure hardship? Is it really just for the sake of making money?

No, there must be passion involved.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to persevere!

Zhao Cheng paced back and forth in the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Suddenly, he saw a wooden tub under a tree in the yard, and the image of Yang Cai'e bathing in the tub last night flashed into his mind.

Cai'e is so beautiful...

That figure...

Damn! What am I thinking?

Working!

Work!!

No slacking off!!

Zhao Cheng felt ashamed of his distraction and quickened his pace, then suddenly froze.

Isn't Cai'e a fan of Jin Yong?

Donghua always says her sister is talented, doesn't she?

"Got it!" Zhao Cheng immediately turned around and stared at Dong Hua, a look that frightened Dong Hua.

Dong Hua said, "Master, you've already said that I'm still young..."

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