The door to the Director's Hall on the fourth floor of Sunbright Tower was shut tight.
After parting with Huang Yushu, Ye Yang returned to his office, sat down, and drank a cup of tea, his goatee bobbing with the movement of his chin.
Yi Yang had made no move these past few days. Ye Yang thought the old bastard was probably planning to turn a blind eye, but they still weren't particularly close.
So Ye Yang decided to draw him closer and, along the way, sound out his true intentions.
Give him a gift!
Appeal to his tastes and get him aboard the same boat. Once Yi Yang accepted something, the food in his mouth would soften his words, and the gift in his hands would stay his reach. If he checked the accounts again, he'd have to spare me some consideration. Besides, the delivery the Li Family wanted was almost due.
But the question was, what should he give him?
Ye Yang made his third circuit of the room.
Women?! That old man doesn't look like someone who lusts after beauty. He holes up in the Director's Hall every day, reading and cultivating, and never goes anywhere near the pleasure houses.
Cultivation techniques and pills? Ye Yang shook his head at his own idea. Sunbright Tower had more of those than anything else; that would merely add flowers to an already splendid brocade. If Yi Yang really wanted them, he could requisition them straight from the storeroom. Why go through him?
Ye Yang dropped back into his armchair, propped his elbows on the armrests, and tapped his temples again and again.
"This old bastard..." he muttered through clenched teeth. "What exactly does he want?"
Only after the sun outside moved from the east to directly overhead and he