There Are Still Things to Take Care Of

Su Yang didn't dwell on it either, taking the cigar Zhuang Yong handed him and drawing a puff.

"Mm, this cigar has a totally different style from yesterday's."

"Right? This one's a bit softer. Smoke it slow, come have some tea." Zhuang Yong smiled as he handed a teacup to Su Yang.

"Say, Uncle Zhuang, where's Elder Guan?"

"That old man left bright and early."

"Oh well."

"Right, Little Su, did you get that card I had someone send you yesterday?"

Su Yang nodded. "Got it, President Feng came over and delivered it in person."

"That's good."

"He's not bad; considering the special nature of this card, he even had a new one specially made for me."

"Oh really?" Zhuang Yong chuckled.

"Yeah, he printed the abbreviation of my name on this card and named it the Supreme Collection Black Card. It's the only one of its kind."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yong nodded with satisfaction. "Hm, this fellow really knows how to get things done, not bad."

The three of them sat and chatted idly for a while before Old Liu came over to call Su Yang and Zhuang Mengli for lunch.

After the two of them had a simple breakfast, Su Yang grabbed last night's medicine-brewing tools and went out to the courtyard to get back to work.

Zhuang Mengli trotted along right behind him.

"I'm telling you, this medicine has to brew for two to three hours, so you don't need to stand guard over me. Go play by yourself."

"Not going, can't I learn a thing or two?"

"What are you even going to learn? You don't understand any of this stuff."

"I don't care, I'm staying to watch you." As she spoke, Zhuang Mengli pulled over a chair and sat down beside Su Yang.

Su Yang