"Everyone else can just keep their original names," Shen Qinglan said to Rong De. "Rong De, write down everyone's names for me later, and then give it to me. I'll find some time to get to know everyone."
"Yes!" Rong De nodded.
Shen Qinglan said, "I've already had two tables of food delivered. You all eat first, and after you've finished, I'll help you move things inside."
"A feast?" Piao Xue's eyes widened, "Does that mean there's a lot of delicious food?"
At the broker's, apart from rice soup, there were only a few corn buns, which weren't nearly enough to satisfy hunger. Sometimes, they would even wake up hungry in the middle of the night, and that feeling was indescribably uncomfortable.
Shen Qinglan smiled, "You'll find out soon enough."
Just as everyone finished washing their hands and sat down in the pavilion, about ten people walked in at the entrance, each carrying a food box in hand.
"Young Master!"
The newcomers all greeted Duan Yunfei.
