Wen Yan just needed to pick up his phone and search the Scorching Sun Department's database to directly find out he was talking nonsense.
As Wen Yan was still checking, the phone suddenly rang—it was Cai Qidong calling.
"Come to the department, to my office."
After saying that, Cai Qidong just hung up right away. Wen Yan frowned; what the hell was the Minister doing? His tone seemed a bit off.
He put away his phone.
"Seventh Great-Uncle Master, Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor, Minister Cai is looking for me, so I won't go with you guys."
You just pick as you like—if you find a good seedling, just take them. As long as you can manage them, you don't have to worry about anything else."
"That's enough, don't overdo it. Too many might not even be a good thing." The Seventh Great-Uncle Master shook his head, calmly not going overboard in reaping all the benefits.
