Hu Liang and Widow Xie finished packing up and also came over to take a look.
They had never imagined an advertisement could be made this way and were naturally full of praise.
But while they usually praised Ji Huan, this time they praised Song Jing instead, saying things like how beautiful his handwriting was and thanking him for his hard work.
Ji Huan wasn't the least bit jealous. Song Jing was an outsider, after all. People naturally praise guests first.
She also chimed in with a word of thanks.
Who would have thought Song Jing would seize the opportunity to ask, "And how do you plan on thanking me?"
'Even if you hadn't come, I could have done it just fine on my own,' Ji Huan thought to herself.
But since she had, in the end, made use of his help, she said, "Come over tomorrow morning. I'll treat you to a meal."
Song Jing looked at her leisurely. "You said yourself the business belongs to Auntie Xie. Offering me a gift from her table is a bit insincere, don't you think?"
