"Lately, Nanjing and Beixuan seem to be up to something," Xu Lao, dressed in a Tang suit and holding a white jade teacup, remarked as he looked at Xu Nanjing sitting idly by his side, peeling sunflower seeds with evident boredom. "There's been quite a commotion."
All the clubs in Yunxiao District were shut down for comprehensive reforms, and a large batch of people from the agency had been replaced, from the top down.
It wasn't just online speculation; the commotion was so great that even Xu Lao was aware of it.
Chen Xiao chuckled, "Nanjing is doing quite well."
Whenever Xu Nanjing was mentioned, Xu Lao couldn't hide his satisfaction, "Indeed, his abilities surpass those of his father."
As the two of them chatted, Xu Jueming, seated below, showed minute changes in his expression.
The weighty door to the resting room was flung open, "Old Master, Young Master Jiang has arrived."