He bowed and left.

Outside the door stood Jiang Donglai, who was already twenty years old. At his age, he was generally capable of handling things independently.

pity……

This man was clearly from a merchant family, yet he spent his days reading books and making friends with scholars and literati.

I don't understand worldly things; I always feel that those things are beneath the dignity of a scholar.

It's still embarrassing that although this person likes poetry and books, he has never studied them seriously, merely indulging in a bit of affectation, and has never put his full effort into anything he does.

Jiang Donglai said calmly, "Dad, I heard you've been having some trouble with your business lately. Do you need my help?"

Manager Jiang chuckled, "What's wrong? Has our young master/owner finally decided to befriend someone like me, who reeks of money?"

"What are you saying! Dad, you're my own father! You need to take care of your health. You're not young anymore. As long as our restaurant can continue to operate normally, I think everything is fine. You don't need to put too much effort into it!"

"To be honest, stop acting like a child. You're a grown man! Your behavior today is strange, very strange!"

Jiang Donglai smiled awkwardly, "I recently went to appreciate poetry and music with friends and had some insights, but unfortunately I'm short of money!"

Manager Jiang chuckled, "Speak like a human being!"

"Dad, I'm out of money, please give me some!"

"Get out! You good-for-nothing! When will you put all that energy you spend on our family business? You'll never grow up! Damn thing, I shouldn't have given birth to you!"

Jiang Donglai choked back a cold snort, "What do you mean you can give birth to him? Father, can you give birth to him all by yourself?"

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