Wang Yongzhu found reason in these words, "You're reminding me, I'll go ask Yan Zhongren tomorrow if he knows any suitable people. For a household like ours, we need someone tight-lipped and honest!"
Having finished discussing the matter, Song Chongjin expected to be able to go to bed and rest, but Wang Yongzhu pushed him lightly, "You rest first. I need to organize the suggestions I raised today, sort them out, so I can send them to the Lee Family early and get paid sooner."
Song Chongjin's eyes flickered, and he eagerly said, "You dictate, and I'll transcribe for you. That way, no time is wasted."
Wang Yongzhu thought this made sense since his own handwriting was indeed not presentable and quickly nodded in agreement.
The two shifted to the desk, one dictating and the other writing, which indeed gave off a certain charm of 'Hongxiu Tianxiang.'
