Zhang Liang stood aside, his originally bright eyes gradually dimming.
Especially when he saw Heng Gaozhuo's happy expression, an unnatural look flashed across his face.
Until Heng Gaozhuo left, his mood did not return.
He really couldn't figure out why Ran Fang was still unwilling to leave the matter to him even though he had made it so obvious?
Is it because of what happened between him and Xiang Yu?
Could it be that... Ran Fang still doesn't believe in himself?
His thoughts gradually drifted away, and his whole aura became extremely decadent.
"Zhang Liang!"
Suddenly, a voice came from his ears, bringing his thoughts back.
He turned his head and looked at Ran Fang in confusion, as if he didn't understand why Ran Fang called him.
After being in a daze for a moment, he realized belatedly that he had not paid attention just now, and even Heng Gaozhuo who was sitting there at some point had disappeared.
He quickly stepped forward and said respectfully to Ran Fang: "Sir, please calm down."
"I was thinking about something just now and didn't hear what the adults said."
Seeing his worried expression, Ran Fang looked at him worriedly, his eyes full of concern.
"Are you too tired these days? You didn't hear me even when I called you a few times."
"If you feel unwell, you can rest for a few days and leave the work in your hands to your subordinates for the time being."
"The matter in the tavern is almost over, and you don't have to go there every day to supervise it."
Hearing this, Zhang Liang quickly shook his head.
Now that he already feels that he is not taken seriously by Ran Fang, and he wants to continue to rest, shouldn't he give up the opportunity with his own hands?
"no, I'm fine."
"I'm fine physically, I'm just thinking about something."
When he spoke, there was a hint of nervousness in his expression, as if he was really worried that Ran Fang would leave this matter to others.
Ran Fang glanced at Zhang Liang suspiciously, feeling that he had been very out of sorts these days.
"Have you encountered any problems recently? I always feel like you are out of sorts these days."
"If there's anything that can't be solved, you can tell me."
"Now that you are someone close to me, I am naturally obligated to help you solve problems when you encounter them."
Zhang Liang hesitated for a moment, feeling a little moved in his heart.
He thought for a moment and asked, "Sir... I do have a problem."
"I……"
"actually……"
Zhang Liang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Ran Fang just looked at him. If Zhang Liang really didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't force him, but he would let his men investigate further.
Looking at Ran Fang's confused and concerned eyes, Zhang Liang finally spoke: "I... I can also do the work in the printing factory and paper mill. Why don't you want me to do it?"
It was already very difficult for him to say this, and he was really embarrassed to say other words. Those inner thoughts could only be left to Ran Fang's own speculation.
It was obvious that Ran Fang had indeed figured out his thoughts.
A smile appeared on his face, which made Zhang Liang feel embarrassed before he said, "So you are thinking about this."
"I know your ability, this matter shouldn't be difficult for you."
"But now, the most important thing is the matter in the tavern."
"Not only is the pub about to open, but the most important thing is... the recruitment and training of the pub."
"I have already mentioned some things last time, which is about gathering intelligence. I not only want to collect intelligence from the tavern, but if things go well in that tavern, I will also collect information about the entire Daqin."
"So, what happened in this tavern is just the beginning. If you do a good job in this matter, I will leave the information to you in the future."
This time, Zhang Liang's mind was balanced.
He did not pursue the matter further. Instead, he looked at Ran Fang eagerly, feeling that he was the person Ran Fang valued most.
"Here!"
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Heng Gaozhuo, who came out of the commander's residence, felt much happier. He even wanted to chat with the dog passing by.
This good mood lasted until he returned to his room.
He was not from Xianyang City, he just had a small room where he repaired books. He was sitting on the couch, and there were other tables next to his table.
It should be time to revise books now, so he was the only one in the room.
I looked around the room. There were all kinds of things in the room, but most of them were not my own.
However, this time should not last long. He could already imagine following Ran Fang in the future and leaving himself a room in the newspaper office, a room that truly belonged to him.
He took out a piece of paper from the shelf nearby and wrote down everything Ran Fang said just now. He would start preparing for the newspaper office tomorrow, and he must not miss anything.
Thinking like this, he has already written down several pieces of paper.
When Lin Tao came in, he saw Heng Gaozhuo lying there writing something.
He stepped forward doubtfully and picked up a piece of paper on the table. Just as he was about to read it, Heng Gaozhuo snatched the paper back.
Suddenly, his face became a little ugly, and his tone also sounded a little angry: "What?"
"What shameful things are you doing, and I can't even look at them!"
"Isn't it just following Ran Fang? What's so cool about it?"
"He and I were in prison together. If I didn't despise him, how could such a good thing happen to you?"
Heng Gaozhuo sat there, raised his head and glanced at Lin Tao.
I don’t know what Young Master Fusu was thinking, but people like Lin Tao were involved in the book repairing matter.
Ever since Lin Tao got involved, I didn't see him doing anything every day. He was always here chatting with people, saying that Ran Fang and him wanted to get acquainted. Although Ran Fang brought up the book repairing matter, he was also involved at that time. Woolen cloth.
Even though no one paid any attention to him, he still said those things enthusiastically.
Originally he disdained to talk to Lin Tao, but today he was in a good mood and was willing to say a few words to him: "Really?"
"Then why were you unwilling to go when you went to thank the commander?"
"Are you worried that your lies will be exposed?"
"Now that the commander has handed over the affairs of the newspaper to you, are you jealous?"
"Not only that, the commander also asked me to cooperate with the public losers to build a paper mill and a printing factory in the city."
"The selection of candidates was also left to me, and I didn't even mention you."
"Get out of the way, don't get in my way!"
As he said that, he pulled Lin Tao with his hand, as if he was really in front of his own light.
Lin Tao, on the other hand, stood there looking down at Heng Gaozhuo, still thinking about what he just said.
Everyone in the Confucian sect already knows about what happened in the newspaper office, and naturally he is no exception. In his opinion, this matter is not a big deal, and it has no significance at all. He doesn't care even if Heng Gaozhuo talks about it in a ridiculous way. .
But the paper factory and printing factory are different. In the past few days, Liu Bang's glass factory was recruiting workers, which caused a lot of noise in the city, arousing people's heated discussion on the matter.
Naturally, he could see the meaning and profit, so he thought the same would apply to these two factories.
Thinking of this, his eyes turned, and several thoughts suddenly came to his mind.
"Humph, I don't know where you get your sense of superiority!"
"It's just that I don't want to do it. If I open my mouth, Ran Fang will definitely leave it to me!"
"Just wait and see!"
