Zhong Qing told Liu Chang'an about the virtual world project in the car. She was going to the underground base to check on the project's progress and her robot clone, Zhong Chirp... Oh, no, Zhong Chirp. Still wrong—it was Zhong Zhiqing, nickname Chirp.
As the car drove out of the underground garage, Zhong Qing saw a Bread Man in a sharp suit pushing a cart full of sheep droppings toward Liu Chang'an's home.
Though Zhong Qing was in Junsha, she knew everything that happened at South Mountain Ranch. The Bread Man was a personal bodyguard directly commanded by Zhu Juntang, but naturally Zhong Qing had trusted people among them as well. Not to mention the Zhu Family—even in a company like Baojun, which was not considered one of the Zhu Family's core businesses, factions were everywhere. Without cultivating a few trusted subordinates, it was hard to get anything done.
Zhong Qing had once only followed Third Mistress's instructions and never thought much of it. It was only after she began taking charge on her own that she realized that without people beneath her, she could do nothing and would easily be sidelined.
Fortunately, she had always enjoyed Third Mistress's trust and favor. The moment she let slip the slightest hint, perceptive and shrewd people naturally came to her. She now had a group of people she could use, enough to keep the situation under control instead of merely serving as a pretty ornament.
"I heard you and Third Miss spent half the night picking up sheep droppings?" After hearing about it, Zhong Qing had laughed until her stomach hurt. Who could have imagined that Zhu Juntang, the pampered Third Miss Zhu whose fingers had never touched household work, would do something like that?
Only Liu Chang'an could have managed it.