Fang Zilan took a sip of tea and asked calmly: "How much did the Fang family pay for the battle with Miluo?"
Fang Lihui said nothing, and Fang Zilan glanced at him, "I heard from Miss Ouyang that the Fang family sold the jade mine?"
Fang Lihui sighed softly and said: "The jade mine was originally in my uncle's name and was not included in the Fang family's property. After my uncle sold it, he donated it to the national treasury in the name of the Queen."
"The Queen has donated a jade mine, and the Fang family will only have more, not less." Fang Zilan knew it in her heart, and calmly asked: "The Fang family has been exhausted, so they just changed their name to Huangshang. Is it worth it?"
"Master Fang, don't you understand this?" Fang Lihui curled his lips slightly, waved his folding fan and said: "With the name of Huangshang, the business of Fangfang family will be a real golden sign, and there will be no other brand in the world." People can match each other.”
Fang Zilan said without comment: "Seventy percent of the world's business is in the hands of the Fang family. Mr. Fang, what do you mean by lying to me?"
Fang Lihui suppressed a smile and poured a cup of tea. His fingers rubbed the wall of the lamp, but his eyes were fixed on Fang Zilan, "What about you, Mr. Fang? Is it worth risking your life to defend Qiluo City and fight for an unknown result?"
"I am the Duke of Yue in Dajing. It is my duty to protect my family and my country. I will fight to the death." Fang Zilan said softly: "Master Fang asked me if it was worth it. Don't you think it's funny?"
"Master Fang is the Duke of Yue in Dajing, and the Fang family are also the people of Dajing." Fang Lihui looked serious, "We, the Fang merchant family, don't have much ability, but we also know that there are no eggs left unturned. Fortunately, I still have a few coins, so I can do my little bit, which is enough."
Fang Zilan suddenly smiled, "It seems that the Fang family's money was well spent."
"Thanks to Master Fang." Fang Lihui held the tea cup in both hands and said solemnly: "Fang Lihui is using tea instead of wine, and I would like to offer a glass to Master Fang."
"It's disrespectful." Fang Zilan took the tea cup and touched it with Fang Lihui, "I also want to thank Mr. Fang. Without your support, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wait."
Both of them drank it down in one gulp. After putting down the tea cup, Fang Zilan smiled slightly and said, "Speaking of which, is two years' grace enough? Is it too short?"
"Mr. Fang, please rest assured, I know it well." Fang Lihui said with confidence. Fang Zilan said thoughtfully: "Since Mr. Fang is confident, I have nothing to say. But if you want me to give you two years of grace, you have to pay a deposit first. That’s all.”
"It has been prepared for a long time." Fang Lihui said, taking out a letter from his arms and handing it to Fang Zilan. "I heard that Mr. Fang wanted to build monuments and temples for the soldiers who died in the Battle of Miluo, so I asked the Fang family to use Fang Zilan's hand. I took it in your honor. This is the list, and I would like to ask Mr. Fang to take a look at it."
Fang Zilan was stunned, feeling that the letter in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making her breathless. She slowly unfolded the letter, and every name on it was once a fresh life.
"Sister Lan." Mo Han reached out to hold Fang Zilan's shoulder, and she whispered: "I'm fine."
Fang Zilan took a deep breath, composed herself, and spoke again after a while: "This deposit is sincere enough. I agree to the two-year grace period."
"Thank you, Mr. Fang." Fang Lihui bowed his hands, but was stopped by Fang Zilan, "Wait a minute, I have one more thing to do."
Fang Lihui nodded slightly and said, "Master Fang, please speak."
"Where did you get this list?" Fang Zilan looked solemn, "Also, how did you know that I want to build monuments and temples for the sacrificed soldiers?"
"Master Fang, what do you think my Wanhua Tower is for?" Fang Lihui smiled meaningfully, and Fang Zilan glanced at him, "I want the girl who told you the news."
Hearing this, Fang Lihui shook his hand and spilled some water from the teacup, "Master Fang, what did you say?"
"Why, you can't bear it?" Fang Zilan looked at Fang Lihui with a half-smile, and he waved his hands quickly: "Of course not. It's just the girl in Wanhua Tower who can come and go freely. If Master Fang wants it, she must agree to it."
Fang Zilan put the list away and said calmly: "I believe she is willing to follow me."
Fang Lihui shook the folding fan lightly and asked curiously: "Why is Mr. Fang so sure?"
"Since ancient times, beauties love heroes. I am more or less a hero." As soon as Fang Zilan finished speaking, there was a popping sound, and it was Awan who sprayed out the tea.
Fang Zilan had no reaction and said without shame: "Not only do most beauties like me, but those who like beauties can also chat with me, such as Miss Ouyang."
Mo Han smiled and shook his head. Vice General Cao couldn't help laughing. Cong Rong covered her mouth and chuckled. A Wan clicked her tongue, "Master Fang, if this girl doesn't follow you, you will lose face."
"For the sake of beauty, face is nothing." Fang Zilan poured a cup of tea for Fang Lihui, "This matter has been settled, Mr. Fang, please don't lie."
Fang Lihui took the tea cup and said, "Who do you think I am, Master Fang? I guarantee it in the name of the head of the Fang family and I will never lie."
"That's pretty much it." Fang Zilan finished talking about the business and sat back on the chair, still looking lazy, "If you have nothing to do, Mr. Fang, you might as well stay for dinner."
"No..." As soon as Fang Lihui's words of rejection came out, he was interrupted by Fang Zilan, "Young Master Fang, please think clearly. I may not have the spare money to treat you to dinner in the next two years."
"Master Fang is joking." Fang Lihui put away the folding fan, raised his eyebrows and raised his lips and said, "I still have something to do in my house, so I won't bother you anymore."
Fang Zilan nodded, "Okay, Mr. Fang, please help yourself."
Not long after Fang Lihui left, the housekeeper hurriedly walked in again, "Master Fang, the Zhuge family sent someone to send a greeting card again, would you like..."
"Why do you come to my house to join in the fun no matter what day it is?" Fang Zilan muttered, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said: "No, please return the invitation intact."
Mo Han couldn't help but tried to persuade her, "Sister Lan, I'm afraid your behavior is inappropriate."
Vice General Cao also echoed: "Yes, boss, what if something happens to the government office? It's better to meet him."
"A Yu can handle the government affairs." Fang Zilan's expression was dark and unclear, "I don't see A Yu. I think he can guess the reason. There is no need to come."
Mo Han was stunned for a moment and then said: "Sister Lan, are you trying to vent your anger on Mr. Zhuge?"
Fang Zilan did not answer his words, but just ordered the housekeeper: "When you return the invitation, say goodbye to the Zhuge family at the Chongyang Palace Banquet."
"Yes." The housekeeper nodded and left. Several people in the courtyard looked at each other. Fang Zilan stood up and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to see how dinner is being prepared." She then left.
Awan approached Mo Han and asked, "What did you mean when you said she was getting angry with Mr. Zhuge just now?"
"I'm just guessing." Mo Han said hesitantly: "With Sister Lan's temperament, even if she doesn't want to work, it's always okay to meet Mr. Zhuge. At worst, she can just make a joke and get through. She won't avoid him for no reason. Things to do.”
Vice Admiral Cao rubbed the back of his head, "But didn't the boss also return all the invitations from other adults?"
"That's different." Cong Rong said in a serious tone: "Other adults send greeting cards to come to express their congratulations. Mr. Fang never likes this kind of trouble, not to mention if someone accidentally arranges it, saying that Mr. Fang has accepted bribes, it will be even more It’s hard to explain.”
"That's true." Awan put her chin on her hands, "I don't know what happened between her and Mr. Zhuge in Lincheng. Wasn't it a quarrel?"
Mo Han sighed quietly and said: "I'm afraid we won't be able to ask about the things that Sister Lan doesn't want to talk about. Maybe we'll find out when we wait for the Chongyang Palace Banquet."
