"Uncle! Uncle!"
The next morning, Jiang Beiran was making breakfast for himself when he heard Shi Jiamu shouting through the window.
"What is it?" Jiang Beiran pushed open the window and asked.
"I've brought you the people you wanted."Shi Jiamu shouted as she pointed at the row of people standing behind her.
Raising his head, Jiang Beiran noticed that most of the people in the row had strange expressions on their faces, some of them even looking a little flustered.
Since Jiang Beiran had taken a fancy to them, they naturally had their own unique skills. However, in the Shi family, they were high-ranking members of Ling Long Workshop to put it nicely, but to put it bluntly, they were just low-level workers.
A direct descendant like Shi Jiamu had a much higher status than them. Therefore, other than a few people whom Jiang Beiran had already spoken to, the others were filled with inexplicable fear about this matter.
Green Sky Meeting? Golden Cauldron Island?