The next day, Shen Lang walked out of Qingyu Coffee Shop feeling refreshed. He stretched comfortably in the winter morning light, and the person who had been waiting outside hurriedly came forward to drape a white cloak over his shoulders.
"Young master, it's dawn in winter."
Shen Lang laughed and said, "Do you think your young master is still afraid of the cold now?"
“But you can’t be too unique,” Dongxue replied with a smile.
"That makes sense!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man with graying temples walked up to Shen Lang and looked at Shen Lang's long, flowing hair in surprise: "Boss Shen, what's this?"
Shen Lang glanced at the middle-aged man and realized that it was Zhang Daxiang, who had called him yesterday.
"Mr. Zhang has arrived." Shen Lang greeted him with a smile, then said to his maid, Lu Zhu, "Take Mr. Zhang inside to see Miss Gu."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Daxiang immediately became anxious and hurriedly said, "Ah? Boss Shen, I came to see you today!"
Shen Lang patted Zhang Daxiang on the shoulder with his folding fan and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry. In the future, you can go to my employees for these kinds of things. I'm a hands-off manager now and I don't care about these kinds of things anymore."
With a smile, Dewdrop approached Zhang Daxiang and said, "Mr. Zhang, please come with me!"
Seeing this, Zhang Daxiang stood there, somewhat hesitant.
"It's alright, go ahead, it's all the same." Shen Lang said with a smile, then ignored Zhang Daxiang, turned around and got into the Bugatti with Dongxue, and drove towards Baiyun Villa.
The moment Zhang Daxiang stood in front of him, he already knew what was going on.
After giving birth to their son, Zhang Daxiang's wife eloped with a merchant from another region because she disliked the family's poverty.
Now, almost ten years have passed, and his wife has returned again, this time carrying a contagious virus. She wants Zhang Daxiang to treat her and promises that if he cures her, she will stay at home and be a dutiful wife and mother.
Zhang Daxiang was also tempted and agreed. However, his family was too poor, and the initial treatment costs for his son's broken hand were all borrowed from relatives, which were still not fully repaid.
So he thought of Shen Lang and wanted to borrow money from him.
Shen Lang didn't want to waste time on someone who didn't deserve sympathy, so he handed the deal over to Gu Qingqing, asking her to squeeze every last drop of value out of Zhang Daxiang.
As for Zhang Daxiang's fate, Shen Lang didn't care at all, because it had nothing to do with him.
After Zhang Daxiang entered Qingyu Coffee Shop, Luzhu led him to Gu Qingqing's office.
“Miss Gu, the young master asked me to bring this gentleman to see you,” Dewdrop said, standing at the door of Gu Qingqing’s office.
"Please come in!"
Zhang Daxiang walked into Gu Qingqing's office.
He stepped into the abyss that belonged to him...
On the way home, the little sprite suddenly flew out of the system and said to Shen Lang, "Master, the system has now reached level 11. I suggest you find a few more employees so that you can grow faster!"
Shen Lang glanced at the system's virtual panel and discovered that, thanks to Gu Qingqing's tireless efforts, the system had surpassed level 10 and reached level 11. The system also had over five hundred trading coins.
As the system reached level 11, Shen Lang's number of recruitable employees increased from 2 to 5.
Five hundred or so trading coins may seem like a lot, but in reality, it's simply not enough to spend.
"Little guy, if the system reaches level 20, how many employees can you recruit?"
"Master, you can recruit a maximum of twenty at level twenty," the sprite explained.
"Twenty? I understand."
The journey was uneventful, and the vehicle drove directly to Baiyun Mountain Villa.
"Young Master is back!" The maids greeted Shen Lang as he entered.
Shen Lang was in a great mood today, smiling and nodding in response to them all. Then he instructed Dongxue beside him, "Xue'er, discuss with Bingyan about getting some shares for the maids in our manor, giving them a hundred thousand or so each year. Give Luzhu a little more."
"Yes, young master." Dongxue accepted the task with a smile: "I thank you on behalf of my sisters."
Although the maids at Baiyun Manor were all martial arts practitioners, they had little opportunity to earn money because they served Yu Xian'er at the manor year-round; they only received a fixed annual salary from the Yu family. Of course, they didn't have any particular need for money; Shen Lang was simply doing this because he was in a good mood.
"Hey, we're family, no need for thanks." Shen Lang waved his hand, behaving very generously.
Shen Lang had just returned to Baiyun Manor when he was greeted by an uninvited guest.
"Young Master Shen, you've really put me in a terrible situation." Sun Minghui, dressed in a police uniform and looking exhausted, appeared at Baiyun Manor.
Shen Lang asked with a smile, "You can't say things like that, Director Sun. When have I, Shen, ever done anything to harm you?"
Sun Minghui looked at Shen Lang with resentment: "Young Master Shen, what grudge do you have against this Jinxiu Yunju? The restaurant has only been closed for a day, and my phone has been ringing off the hook."
As he was speaking, his phone rang again. He picked up his phone and showed it to Shen Lang; the last six digits of the caller ID were six.
Shen Lang shook his head and said, "Director Sun, you can't wrong me. The closure of Jinxiu Yunju was entirely due to their illegal operations. What does it have to do with me? As a law-abiding citizen, am I wrong to report some illegally operating restaurants?"
"Furthermore, I don't think you should be coming to me to complain at this time. Jinxiu Yunju has only been established in X City for less than half a year, yet it has already attracted so many important business and political figures to speak on their behalf. Shouldn't Director Sun investigate who is behind Jinxiu Yunju? Who is it that can tie so many political and business figures together with them in such a short period of time?"
"Sigh~" Sun Minghui shook his head, which was about to explode with frustration: "Young Master Shen, why do you gods have to make things difficult for us mortals?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Lang put down his teacup, looked at Sun Minghui with an icy expression, and said in a stiff tone: "Director Sun, you are mistaken. I am just a citizen. How could I have such ability? If you can't withstand the pressure, you can simply reopen Jinxiu Yunju. Why come to Baiyun Manor to complain to me?"
"Young Master Sun, I..."
Sun Minghui tried to explain something, but Shen Lang interrupted him forcefully, saying to Dongxue beside him, "Xue'er, see the guest out."
“Yes, young master.” Dongxue responded, then drove up to Sun Minghui and said in an icy tone, “Director Sun, please, my young master needs to rest.”
Sun Minghui glanced at Shen Lang, then at Dong Xue, shook his head helplessly, and got up to walk outside.
Outside Baiyun Manor, Sun Minghui said to Dongxue, "Miss, please tell Young Master Shen that the Wang family and Young Master Shen are always on the same side."
"Yes, Director Sun, I understand." Dongxue replied expressionlessly, then closed the gate of Baiyun Manor.
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