"Madam, Shen Changle requests an audience," said the maid outside, interrupting Qin Yuan's thoughts, to which Qin Yuan replied, "Let him in."
Shen Changle's plump figure no longer exuded its usual aura of peace and happiness, and he said cautiously, "Madam, yesterday I discussed a plan with a few shopkeepers, please advise."
Qin Yuan ordered someone to bring a small stool for him, served tea, and asked someone to call for Cui Ming before saying, "Now that Cui Ming is here, go ahead and speak. Even if it's of no use, three of us together can match one Zhuge Liang."
Only then did Shen Changle slightly relax.
He gathered everyone for discussion, and although they hadn't found an idea as good as the Nine-Turn Lotus Lamp, it was satisfactory enough.
