Early the next morning, the butler came to Beigaao's bedroom with new clothes, knocked on the door, and stood by the door waiting.
Today he came proactively; generally, it was Beigaao who got up earlier and called him over.
He knew Beigaao had been excited these days, unable to sleep, so he deliberately delayed fifteen minutes today, hoping Beigaao could rest a bit more.
He stood by the door waiting; under normal circumstances, Beigaao would already be awake, stretch himself lazily, sit by the bed, put on his shoes, and call him in.
Thinking about this made the butler's mouth curve slightly upwards; he had served Beigaao for forty years, their relationship closer than that of family.
This Grand President had no airs and didn't mistreat servants; he treated everyone like friends or brothers, serving Beigaao had been his honor.
Thinking today would change everything, he felt a bit of surprise even as he was happy for the one he served.
