He led her into a room. The furnishings inside were simple and generous. The bed was huge, the bedside lamp was European style, and the floor was so bright that it could reflect people. Every detail showed a simple nobility.
"You guys rest for a while!"
Peng Bairan was about to leave when Kuang Meiyun stopped him."
"Wait a minute, Mr. Peng..."
" Old Peng, or Peng Bairan. We can work together in the future. There's no need to be so formal."
Peng Bairan corrected her again.
"Alright, I'll call you Old Peng from now on." Kuang Meiyun didn't want to be too polite.
"Yes... What did you call me for?"
Peng Bairan asked.
"Yes, there's something. Since we won't be staying here for more than a few days, we don't need to hire any more part-time workers. Auntie and I will be responsible for the cleaning and meals for the next few days."
Now that she was living under someone else's roof, she did not want to be a guest who had to eat.
