Su Yao flipped through the account book page by page, going over every transaction since the Qingyang Sect had begun cooperating with Luofeng City: the quantity of Dharma Artifacts, unit prices, total prices, the Qingyang Sect's share, Luofeng City's share—every item was laid out clear as day.
Lin Taichu listened, nodding occasionally. He had always known Su Yao's skill with accounts: orderly, precise to the last coin. There was nothing to criticize.
Once the accounts were done, Su Yao went over the contents of the supply agreement with Feng Tie again: delivery time, delivery location, quality standards, breach-of-contract clauses, checking each item one by one.
Zhou Mingyuan arrived in the afternoon. When he walked into the Zhao Family Mansion, he had a smile on his face, and as soon as he saw Lin Taichu, he cupped his fists in salute.
"Mr. Lin, we meet again."
"Come in and sit."
Zhou Mingyuan entered the front hall. Seeing Su Yao seated beside the table, he cupped his fists again and bowed.
"Senior Sister Su."
Su Yao nodded and pushed the account books and documents on the table toward Zhou Mingyuan.
"It's all here. Look through it first. If anything isn't clear, ask me."
Zhou Mingyuan sat down, picked up the account book, and began turning through it page by page. He read very carefully, going over every page twice before moving on. Lin Taichu sat to the side drinking tea and did not disturb them.
The handover took about two hours. Zhou Mingyuan closed the last account book, stood, and bowed to Su Yao again.
"Senior Sister Su, the accounts are very clear. I understand them all."
Su Yao stood.
"Good. Keep a close eye on the supply agreement with Feng Tie. Delivery times can't be delayed. If it's delayed by even