Li Sanyuan glanced at the teacup on the table and said in a calm tone:
"Your father died too quickly. He didn't have time to teach you the Trading Company's rules, nor did he pass on any business experience. I shouldn't be punishing you."
"But the rule of 'major punishment for minor mistakes' was set by the Hall Master himself. We dare not defy it."
"So..."
Li Sanyuan said softly, "After this, I will report the matter to the Trading Company and let the Hall Master decide your fate."
Of course, with his status, he could have punished Lin Zhenghong himself, but Lin Zhenghong was Lin Huai'an's son, after all.
Perhaps the Trading Company would go easy on Lin Zhenghong out of respect for Lin Huai'an.
"Sir, this... this..."
Lin Zhenghong looked at him in terror, feeling his limbs go weak and limp.
After a long moment, he came to his senses and said resignedly, "I am willing to accept your punishment, Sir. But... but..."
