Yang Zhengshan dismissed Song Dashan, then sent someone to invite Wang Yunqiao over.
"Disciple greets Master!" Wang Yunqiao came to the office, finding everything quite novel. After seeing Yang Zhengshan, however, she showed no restraint, cupping her fists in a frank and graceful salute.
Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard as he looked at her, then slightly nodded. "Not bad!"
After getting married, the young girl looked much more mature. Her hair was coiled up in a married woman's bun, with a few less traces of a maiden's green youth and a few more notes of heroic and spirited bearing.
Wang Yunqiao smiled gently and stepped forward to pour tea for Yang Zhengshan. "Master, did you call me here for something?"
"Mm. I am preparing to establish a Women's Training Camp. Would you be willing to lead this Women's Training Camp?" Yang Zhengshan accepted the tea and took a light sip.
"A Women's Training Camp! Me, lead it? Can I?" Wang Yunqiao was somewhat surprised, and also somewhat delighted.
"What would make you unable to?" Yang Zhengshan asked.
Wang Yunqiao thought about it. "Will my father-in-law have any objections?"
"Do you think he would dare?" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.
If it were someone else, Yang Zhengshan truly would not have found it easy to meddle. After all, this involved another family's household affairs.
But Song Dashan was different. Song Dashan was not only his subordinate, but also his relative by marriage.
Moreover, with Song Dashan's personality, he would not have any dissatisfaction either. At most, he would mutter a couple of words to himself.
In truth, Yang Zhengshan cared more about the opinion of Song Dashan's wife, Li, because the Song family had always been run by Li. However, Li was a clever person, and Yang Zhengshan believed she