Can a general do whatever he wants?

Zhou Junye pushed his precious car to park, then led the way ahead, and led Chen Ming into Nanhu Foreign Firm.

The interior of the foreign firm is even more luxurious than the gate, even more magnificent than Chen Ming thought before.The hall is round as a whole, and the enamel glazed turning lamp carved with gold and silver hangs high in the center of the hall, and the light cast from it even coats everything with a layer of golden yellow, making it look extravagant and compelling.The floor is a carpet bought from the West. The pattern on the carpet is the favorite of Westerners. It is very soft and comfortable to step on.

"Mrs. Yan, this way please." Ever since he saw Yan Yue's letter, Zhou Junye put away his usual cynical appearance, and even changed his address to Chen Ming with respect.

How can Mrs. Yan be surpassed by his little front desk deacon.No matter how cute she is, she is more noble than herself after all.

Thinking of this in his heart, he couldn't help sneaking a glance at Chen Ming.

Really cute...

Chen Ming was looking around at the furnishings on the first floor. He heard Zhou Junye calling him, and felt that his casual watching movements were too presumptuous, so he hurriedly lowered his head and walked a few steps in embarrassment, catching up with the waiting man standing at the stairs. Zhou Junye.

On the second floor, the decoration style is a bit worse than the first floor.Zhou Junye led Chen Ming to a room at the end of the corridor. This room seemed to be an office. The door was decorated with colorful glazed glass, making it difficult for people to see clearly the furnishings in the room.Zhou Junye stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door open, and yelled inside, "Master Zhao, someone is looking for you!"

Chen Ming poked his head from behind Zhou Junye, and looked inside curiously.There is a huge sandalwood counter in the room, and a man is sitting in front of it as if he is climbing over something.

The man was wearing a long gray-green tunic, combed his hair back, and wore a pair of round-rimmed glasses.

This was the first time Chen Ming saw a person wearing foreign glasses, so he took a few extra glances.

As the manager of the Golden Thread Pavilion, Zhao Ling has a lot of work, and he always has to arrange the day's work first and check yesterday's bills.He has been doing this every day.

Zhao Ling was currently holding a piece of navy blue embroidered silk and concentrated on studying it. Hearing the sound, he paused for a while, ignored Zhou Junye, and continued to be busy with the work in hand.

"Master Zhao—" Zhou Junye shouted again in a drawn-out tone, with a hint of coquettishness in his voice.

Zhao Zhangshi ignored it.He carefully folded the silk material in his hand and neatly put it into a brocade box.

The sales volume of this batch of silk is very good, and the stock has been sold out, so we need to keep a sample for record so that we can buy more.

Seeing Zhao Ling ignoring and stepping on him, Zhou Junye's smile was visible to the naked eye, forced a dry laugh with Chen Ming, raised his leg and walked in directly.

Going straight to the table, Zhou Junye propped his hands on the table, leaned into Zhao Ling's ear and shouted: "Master Zhao! Someone is looking for——did you hear that! Ah!"

Chen Ming outside the door felt his ears hurt when he looked at it.

Zhao Ling turned around and acted as if he didn't hear it. He slowly opened a compartment of the tall cabinet behind him, put the box in his hand in the cabinet, locked it carefully, and took a pen to write down a few notes in the notebook before turning his head to Zhou Junye.

He noticed Chen Ming and Zhou Junye from the moment the door was opened.It's purely because the guys in hand don't want to talk to them until they're done.

Zhao Ling raised his hand to push his glasses, and said in his heart, Zhou Junye is really energetic. .

"How many times have I taught you. If you have a guest, please go to the guest room first. When you enter the door, you must knock first."

"Oh~" Zhou Junye stuck out his tongue: "You can't say that." Zhou Junye quietly pointed to Chen Ming behind him: "Isn't your boss coming to you for something urgent? I'm in such a hurry. Don't— —”

Other than Yan Yue, no one can be called the boss.

Before Zhou Junye finished speaking, Zhao Ling got up abruptly, walked towards Chen Ming quickly, and did not forget to turn around and glared at Zhou Junye angrily: "If Yue Ye has something urgent to tell you, you should specify it!"

Zhou Junye was dumbfounded, this... I was shot by an arrow even though I was lying down. Didn't I say that I need to find you, and you are blaming me now!

Zhou Junye dared to feel dissatisfied, he never dared to confront Zhao Ling.

"Yue Ye sent you here? What do you want from me!"

drink! …

Still concentrating on studying the patterns made of embroidered brocade hanging on the wall, Chen Ming was startled and his body shook violently.

Zhao Ling looked at Chen Ming's dumbfounded look, obviously displeased.

"Don't stick around."

Chen Ming blinked his eyes, tried his best to reflect the current situation, took out the letter that Yan Yue wanted to bring, and handed it to Zhao Ling.

Zhao Ling took the crumpled and crumpled envelope for a moment, then tore open the seal, took out the letter paper, and opened the contents in one go. .

There are only four words on the paper:

come see me soon

Zhao Ling crumpled the letter paper, went to pick up a felt hat hanging on the top hanger at the door, pressed the brim of the hat to cover half of his face, and left quickly.

"Hey? Hey hey? Mr. Zhao? Where are you going? We'll be open soon!"

Zhao Ling waved his hand, "You help me look at the Golden Thread Pavilion first."

Zhou Junye pointed at himself with his index finger: "Me? No, no, no. I still have to manage the front desk. All the people here in the Golden Thread Pavilion are businessmen, and they don't even have a beautiful girl, so I don't want it."

Seeing that Zhao Ling had already walked down the stairs, Zhou Junye felt more and more inappropriate for him to come to the Golden Thread Pavilion, so he turned his attention to Chen Ming, and quietly rolled his eyes twice: "Well, young mistress, Look, how about you..."

Chen Ming has no intention of staying here, since the task is completed, he has to go back.He has to go back to the Yan family compound and take care of Yan Yue...

Those two left, leaving only Zhou Junye alone in the empty room, sitting in a deep boudoir, miserable.He instantly turned into a little daughter-in-law mode, lying on the front desk aggrieved.

Zhou Junye really thinks that he is the most pitiful, helpless, and prettiest person in this world...

Thinking of this, Zhou Junye took out the mirror in the cabinet at the front desk and became narcissistic.

Hmm... yes, it really looks good.