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Chen Yu nodded, agreeing that the old Confucian scholar was right.
Looking around, he pointed at the tiny office and the printing plant next door. "Why would they refuse to let go of such a small place?"
"I don't know." The old Confucian scholar sighed. "Logically speaking, they already forced Boss Liu out. They should have stopped there. If they're still blocking us, they must be dissatisfied about something."
"What could he possibly be dissatisfied with?"
"There are plenty of possibilities. Maybe he thinks you're Boss Liu's successor, maybe he thinks the tributes weren't sufficient, maybe he feels that running a printing plant in this location ruins his feng shui. Or maybe he's simply bored and wants someone to mess with."
Chen Yu fell silent for a while, then remarked that it was no wonder people kept fleeing Righteous Qi Prefecture. This damned place was not somewhere people should live.
Wang Shanzhang also fell silent for a moment, then said to the old Confucian scholar, "Editor-in-Chief Lei—"
The old Confucian scholar hurriedly waved his hands. "Don't call me editor-in-chief. I used to be nothing more than a handyman. I can't take on that position."
Chen Yu cut in, "I think it's fine. You know the most out of all of us. There's nothing wrong with calling you editor-in-chief. It's settled, then."
The old Confucian scholar still wanted to decline, but seeing that no one objected, he could only accept the position with a smile.
After lightly clearing his throat, he looked at Wang Shanzhang and asked, "Master Wang, what did you want to say just now?"
"I wanted to ask: who was it that drove Liu Fugui away before?"
"Oh, it was a local Grand Confucian in charge of fire safety. His name is Zhang Yong."
"How