Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 220 The drunkard doesn’t care about drinking

It was rare for her to speak without sarcasm; her voice was filled with genuine regret.

Lin Zhiqing didn't want to bring up those things anymore. She chuckled softly, "Miss Bai, could you do me a favor?"

"What kind of help?" Miss Bai's eyes lit up, but then she realized what she meant, pursed her lips, and raised her chin with a rather arrogant air:
"I wanted to help you before, but you stopped me at the door. Now it's too late."

"I see~" Lin Zhiqing nodded: "In that case, let's forget about it."

Seeing this, Miss Bai became anxious: "Hey, wait a minute! Who told you to calculate it?"

"If you beg me, I am not unable to help."

Lin Zhiqing curled her lips into a smile; the Miss Bai before her was truly a remarkable person.

"I heard that Miss Hua returned to Bianliang some time ago. Miss Bai must be in contact with her, right?"

Miss Bai had already forgotten about making Lin Zhiqing beg her earlier, and quickly replied:

"She's getting married soon and is currently being kept in Bianliang doing embroidery. She heard about the Lin family's situation and wrote to me asking for your help, but you didn't appreciate it."

We've come full circle back to this topic.

Lin Zhiqing smiled slightly: "Some things are not something that you or I can decide. In that situation, there was no need to increase unnecessary casualties."

This kind of injury or death does not refer to physical injury or death, but rather stems from the suspicion, targeting, and fear of those in power.

Lin Zhiqing didn't know if Miss Bai could understand what he meant, but these words couldn't be spoken aloud.

Miss Bai was well aware of Lin Zhiqing's thoughts; in short, he was afraid of implicating others.

This approach was completely different from the people she had met before, and that's why he regarded Lin Zhiqing as a friend he could make.

The two of them tacitly turned the corner in their minds.

Miss Bai took a sip of tea: "What do you need Jian Yun for?"

Miss Hua's given name is Jian Yun.

Lin Zhiqing understood that Miss Bai's question was essentially a promise to help her.

"Could you ask her for me what kind of business would be suitable to start in Bianliang?"

“Oh, no problem, I’ve got it covered!” Miss Bai readily agreed: “You’ve come to the right person if you’re asking Jian Yun.”

"In Bianliang, when it comes to doing business, no one can compare to the Hua family."

Lin Zhiqing chuckled softly, "Then thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Feeling that she had been helpful, Miss Bai was much happier when she left than when she arrived.

Only after watching Miss Bai step out of the door did Lin Zhiqing return to his own courtyard and continue looking at the account books.

She had asked Bai Ling to inquire about Miss Hua, but her real purpose was not to learn about Bianliang through Miss Hua.

After all, there was still an old Marquis in Bianliang, so there were many ways for him to get information.

The drunkard doesn't mean wine.

Lin Zhiqing appears to be getting close to Miss Hua, but in reality, he is getting close to the Hua family behind Miss Hua.

As Bai Ling said, the Hua family is undoubtedly the leader in Bianliang when it comes to doing business.

Lin Zhiqing wanted to develop his career in Bianliang, but he couldn't avoid the Hua family no matter what.

Even if Miss Tonghua has some connection with someone, it's all about mutual benefit, so feelings can't be discussed.

Lin Zhiqing's advance notice was also a way of showing the Lin family's attitude, which could be considered a gesture of goodwill.

Their desire to develop in Bianliang was not due to competing with the Hua family for interests.

Such a large cake, the Lin family only needs a few bites to be full. These were all thoughts she had rehearsed in her mind beforehand. Even if Bai Ling didn't come today, she would still find an opportunity to talk to Miss Hua.

Having done something else, Lin Zhiqing felt a little lighter.

After she finished taking stock of the Lin family's existing assets, she went to Lin Shi'an's courtyard.

Having personally arranged everything, the two then informed Lin Congli and the others.

Soon, the news that Lin Shi'an was about to set off for Yunnan spread throughout the Lin family.

Hmm... except for Lin Yangyang.

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Lin Yangyang finally woke up.

She had barely opened her eyes when she caught a glimpse of a figure by the table out of the corner of her eye, and instantly jumped out of bed:
"Qing-meimei, what are you doing sitting at the table so early in the morning? I thought you had come to the wrong room."

Xiao Cui, who was standing nearby, stepped forward to help Lin Yangyang get dressed and couldn't help but say, "Miss, it's already past noon."

That means it's already quite late.

"Ah, I slept for so long?" Lin Yangyang thought Xiao Cui was too slow, so she dressed herself.
"Qing-meimei, how long have you been waiting?"

"Not long, maybe a day." Lin Zhiqing put down the book in her hand and placed a letter on the table:
"Your cousin gave it to you."

"Shi'an? If he has something to do, won't he come to me?" Lin Yangyang sat down next to Lin Zhiqing, picked up a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth.

Then, she dusted off the pastry crumbs on her hands and picked up the letter to read it.

"What, Yunnan?" Lin Yangyang's eyes lit up. "I want to go too! I heard my second grandfather say that Yunnan is really fun."

"It's too late." Lin Zhiqing's lips curved into a smile: "My cousin's carriage has been out of the city for quite some time now."

"Huh?" Lin Yangyang blinked. "No, Xiao Cui, why didn't you wake me up?"

"I'm innocent!" Xiao Cui, who was named, refused to take the blame.

“Miss, I called you so many times. Young Master Shi’an even came before he left, but you were sleeping so soundly that you didn’t hear me at all.”

"Oh, I see~" Lin Yangyang scratched her head: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, drinking led to trouble!"

"Cousin, are you sober now?" Lin Zhiqing poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Lin Yangyang.

"I must be wide awake now." Lin Yangyang stretched and yawned. "I haven't had a good night's sleep in so long, I feel really refreshed now."

"Why didn't you sleep a little longer? You came to check on me so early in the morning."

“I’m afraid you’ll slip out again if I’m not careful.” Lin Zhiqing shrugged. “If you’ve rested well, cousin, would you like to come somewhere with me?”

"Where?" Lin Yangyang's eyes lit up instantly at the mention of leaving the house. "What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

"Okay!" Lin Zhiqing liked Lin Yangyang's attitude.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at a familiar place.

Looking at the huge pattern in the flower field, Lin Yangyang rubbed her eyes: "I've been looking at it for so long, and I haven't been hypnotized. How come Liu Mang fell for it?"

"He must be an idiot."

Lin Zhiqing was amused by this remark. Putting everything else aside, Lin Yangyang's attitude is quite admirable.

Liu Mang was hypnotized because there were many objects in front of the flower field that gave him psychological suggestions.

Lin Yangyang and Lin Zhiqing did not encounter any intentionally arranged objects along their journey.

They certainly cannot be hypnotized.

Upon entering the flower field, a man dressed as a tenant farmer immediately greeted her with a bright smile: "Miss Lin, the flowers you requested are ready."