Han Yiyun was furious and his face was extremely ugly.
Cuizhu on the side looked even more ferocious, and pulled out the dagger with a stabbing sound.
"I'm trying to steal someone's business and ignore you! I'll take care of you today."
As soon as she finished speaking, Cuizhu was about to stab the tall and thin man. Unexpectedly, Zhan Qingyue stretched out her hand to grab her and shouted loudly: "Cui Zhu, no!"
Cuizhu was holding back her anger and had no place to vent it, and she glared at the tall and thin man with bared teeth.
"Girl, he robbed Zhanjia's business and humiliated people like this, how could he just let it go?"
Zhan Qingyue's face was expressionless, and her eyes were even calmer.
When the other party saw this, he thought she was a weakling and became even more arrogant.
"Well, I don't want you to get out of the county and change your career! From now on, you are not allowed to get involved in the medicinal diet business, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what else do you want?"
Suddenly, a cold voice rang at the door of the store.
Everyone looked up and saw Master Fan dressed in official uniform and leading a group of officials standing at the door.
Master Fan glared at the tall and thin man with an unhappy face, as if he wanted to see through him.
The tall and thin man was stunned for a moment, feeling a little guilty inexplicably and not daring to look at Master Fan.
He obviously didn't expect Lord Fan to stand up for the Zhan family for such a trivial matter, but in the business world, it was not up to him, Lord Fan, to decide who would rise or fall.
As soon as he thought of this, the tall and thin man gave a cold snort, raised his head, and stared back frankly.
He saluted Master Fan politely and said, "Master Fan, you are fine. What kind of wind brought you here?"
Master Fan glared at him with disgust and said in a deep voice: "Shopkeeper Qian, the business of your Medicinal Food Pavilion is booming. You still have time to run around. Don't you need to take charge of the overall situation in the store?"
The tall and skinny shopkeeper Qian rolled his eyes again and again, pondering over Master Fan's words several times, but he didn't understand what they meant.
He had no choice but to bow respectfully again: "In response to Master Fan, the business of my Medicinal Food Pavilion is okay. Thank you for your trouble."
The disgust in Mr. Fan's eyes deepened, and he was a fool who acted according to the prevailing circumstances.
He rolled his eyes at Shopkeeper Qian with contempt, then stepped forward and looked at Han Yiyun with a smile.
"Mr. Han, I told you that you will definitely pass high school. This time you are at the top of the list! Everyone who announced the good news has come to the county office."
Han Yiyun and Zhan Qingyue looked at each other excitedly, and Han Yiyun quickly thanked Master Fan.
"It's all thanks to Mr. Fan's recommendation, otherwise I might not even be able to pass the exam."
Master Fan waved his hands, smiled and said polite words, his face glowing red.
This Han Yiyun was in Fucheng whom he personally recommended. If he could pass the exam, his face would be brightened.
Shopkeeper Qian was originally extremely arrogant and tried to use his power to overwhelm others.
Now that he heard the news about Han Yiyun High School, his face was filled with changes and colors.
Shopkeeper Qian stood nearby, trying his best to reduce his presence, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
After finally seeing Master Fan off, shopkeeper Qian finally couldn't hold it any longer and rushed to Han Yiyun and Zhan Qingyue, bowing and begging for mercy.
"You two have offended me a lot before. I'm really sorry. You guys have always done a good job in occupying this medicinal food pavilion. It's just that I don't have the eyes to see the mountains. I don't have the heart of a snake to swallow an elephant."
Zhan Qingyue curled her lips helplessly. He was not like this just now. Power is such a good thing!
She sighed in her heart, looked at Shopkeeper Qian expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice: "Shopkeeper Qian, please come back. We will discuss this matter later. Our family has big things to do now, and we don't have time to talk to you."
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now!"
Shopkeeper Qian nodded and bowed for a while, then hurriedly escaped from the Medicinal Food Pavilion.
When he was far away, he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, Mr. Fan arrived in time and didn't cause any trouble.
Otherwise, the Qian family’s meager wealth would not be enough to burn!
"Brother Han, you have to go back and tell your family about such a big thing in high school. I will cook some delicious dishes tonight and let everyone celebrate together."
Zhan Qingyue happily packed up the things in the Medicinal Food Pavilion and urged Brother Zhan to close the shop quickly.
"Little sister, high school is a big deal for Han Xiaozi. He has been studying day and night during this period. It is really hard. You should do more good things and reward him well."
Brother Zhan stuck the door panels piece by piece in the grooves and muttered, the corners of his mouth raised never falling off.
"My parents will be very happy if they know that Mr. Han has passed the exam. We will go back later and go to the soap shop to call my eldest brother and sister-in-law."
"Second brother, hurry up! I also want to go to the market to buy some vegetables."
Han Junsheng listened to the news from the dark guard with a dark face and slammed his fist on the desk.
"That traitor really said that?"
The secret guard who was kneeling on the ground was trembling and said without raising his head: "Yes, the young master said so, and he also wrote a letter to you, sir."
While talking, the secret guard handed over a few pages of paper without even an envelope in his arms.
When Han Junsheng saw this, his face became even darker, his eyes narrowed, and he carefully looked at the secret guard on the ground.
The secret guard kowtowed repeatedly and apologized: "Sir, this is how this letter was when the eldest son gave it to me. I guarantee it with my life. I didn't read a word of it."
"Hmph!" Han Junsheng snorted coldly, took the stack of paper, and waved his hand disdainfully: "Go down."
The secret guard left as if fleeing for his life, and did not dare to take a deep breath until he was far away.
This young master really didn't even want to put an envelope, and he almost killed someone.
Han Junsheng read the letter written by Han Yiyun word for word, and learned about the situation between him and Zhan Qingyue from the letter, and his face became darker.
He slapped the letter on the desk and said, "Bah! Even a yellow-haired girl from the countryside can see what this traitor has to say."
Han Junsheng walked around melancholy on the ground, with the corners of his mouth drooping and his brows frowning so hard he could kill a fly.
"Master, I made you some white fungus and lotus seed soup. What's wrong with you? Why are you so worried?"
Mrs. Han was born round and beautiful, with fair skin and beautiful green hair.
She walked into the study room step by step, her originally smiling face changed to a grimace when she saw Han Junsheng was so sad.
Upon seeing this, Han Junsheng took Mrs. Han's hand and sat down, with a forced smile on his face.
He handed the pile of letter paper to her hand and said with a straight face: "I'm not that traitor. It's okay if I don't come back. He actually dared to make a private life with a mud-legged guy behind my back. After thinking about it, I decided to go see him in person." He can also give some advice."
After hearing what he said, Mrs. Han felt secretly unhappy in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.
"Master, the child has grown up and has his own ideas. If he is pushed too hard, it will be bad."
