"Lord Wen Yu is busy with his affairs, so I won't disturb him any further."
Watching Lan Bo leave, Wen Yu picked up his tea cup, sipped a mouthful to moisten his throat, but before he could finish drinking, the servant came to report once again.
"Master, the head of the financial department from the Yanjing Assembly Site requests to see you."
"Decline the meeting, make up an excuse yourself."
"Yes, Master."
The servant took his orders and left, leaving Wen Yu alone in the reception room feeling melancholy...
He raised his wrist to check his watch, it was already 3 o'clock in the afternoon.
Not even ten in the morning, he had come to the estate, and Wen Yu hadn't had time for lunch before being engulfed in various "visits".
