Qin Heng's eyes twirled, and he whispered, "To be honest, there's a big task I'd like some help with. It's such a coincidence that Fu Ya Nei is here; it's really great. Perhaps Fu Ya Nei might have some solutions."
Fu Ya Nei snorted proudly, "You're still young, and focused on your studies at the Imperial College, so you naturally have too few friends to rely on. It's understandable."
Having said that, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the black-skinned Brother Xiao Hong standing nearby.
The expression on the black-skinned Brother Xiao Hong's face was unreadable, given his dark complexion.
Qin Heng smiled and said, "Fu Ya Nei, there is something I'd like transported to a gazebo in the suburbs."
"How is this a big task?" Fu Ya Nei looked at him suspiciously. "You could just have your family's servants do it. Why trouble someone else?"
