Fu Chun hadn't expected this to happen. He looked at Wan Weizhi and clicked his tongue twice, "Do you know how tight Bai Muxun's rooms are? It's good enough to have two, and you still don't like them? Now, there's none left."
"Master Fu, my father needs to recuperate and can't stand the noise." Wan Weizhi felt a little dissatisfied.
The steward snorted coldly: "What do you think this place is? You still want to rest? Why don't you go to heaven?"
"You..." Wan Weizhi suppressed his anger and said, "Master Fu, please control your men."
"Mr. Wan, Baimu Xun has its own rules. If there are no vacant rooms, not to mention you, even if the king of heaven comes, there will be no room." This is the rule, and Fu Chun has no choice.
"Master Fu, you are the master of Baimuxun. Whether there is a room or not is up to you."
"No, no, no, Master Wan overestimates me. I'm just a deputy headmaster. The headmaster sets the rules. I'm just a figurehead."
Fu Chun found out that the reason was that he did not support Wan Wang Mansion at all. If it were not for their relationship, he would definitely kick the man out just based on the way he swung the doorplate.
"Master Fu? This Bai Mu Xun is not yours?" Wan Weizhi was confused after hearing this.
"Of course not."
"Then why..."
Wan Weizhi paused for a moment and suddenly realized that Master Fu’s name was not Fu as in the surname, but Fu as in deputy general!
"Manager, there's a fight outside, Manager..."
The voice of the doorman was heard outside the secret door.
The steward cursed and said to Fu Chun in an irritated tone, "Don't bother me anymore. If anyone comes to argue about the room again, I will beat him up no matter who he knows."
"Okay, okay, don't worry, I will take care of it." Fu Chun bent down and sent him off with both hands.
The steward snorted coldly and left quickly.
Fu Chun escorted the people out of the secret door, then turned around and straightened his back, sighing, "Master Wan, there's not a single vacant room in Baimu Xun right now. You guys can't even stay on the first floor, let alone the secret room. I think you should go back early before it closes."
"Deputy Director, we have come all the way here, so there is no reason for us to go back." There was a hint of anger in Wan Weizhi's words.
"Then we can only live in the dark room." Fu Chun said helplessly.
Wan Weizhi frowned even deeper. Although he had never seen what a darkroom looked like, from the words he heard, it seemed to be even worse than the one on the first floor.
How could my father possibly tolerate a place like this!
"Brother, why are you still talking nonsense with them?" Wan Lingling couldn't help but stand up and said, "Deputy Director, my father said he did you a favor a few years ago. Is this how you repay him?"
"That favor is from Lord Wan, and has nothing to do with you guys."
"you……"
"Deputy Director, since this is a favor from the prince, why don't you arrange a place for the prince, the young lady and the young master to live, and some of us can live in a dark room. Is that feasible?" Zhang Mao interrupted Wan Lingling's angry words.
Fu Chun thought for a moment and said, "It can only be Prince Wan."
"Deputy Director, you think of a solution. Money is not a problem." Zhang Mao said.
"Money can buy a life in Bermuda, but it can't buy a house. Prince Wan has broken the rules by making an exception. I am willing to accept the punishment, but I can't control others."
If one person is punished as an exception, he will be unable to get up for ten days or half a month. If three people are punished as an exception, it will be like killing him!
"Where are the prince and the young lady?"
"I'm not a kind-hearted person. Others have nothing to do with me. If you can stay here, stay. If you can't, get out as soon as possible." Fu Chun hates people who dilly-dally the most.
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