Chapter: 546
Jiang Ning just said two words.
Steward Zhao raised his head suddenly, his eyes flickered, and there was a trace of tears rolling inadvertently.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
He choked up again and again.
Jiang Ning made a move, he didn't let Can Jian's body be humiliated, this is a great kindness.
"Master Fu told me before that this mask club is actually an information center, is it still functioning now?"
Jiang Ning cut to the chase and asked directly.
Butler Zhao has always been in charge of this area, so he is naturally the clearest.
"Is Mr. Jiang in need?"
Steward Zhao is already planning to disband.
This is an independent place founded by Master Fu, and has nothing to do with the Luo family in the north.
But Master Fu and Can Jian are both dead, and Steward Zhao has no intention of running the business anymore. He is ready to find a place to spend the rest of his life.
But he is still a bit reluctant to come here, after all, he has lived here for twenty years, and he is too familiar with every plant and tree here.
"there is a need."
Jiang Ning was not euphemistic, "And to me, it is very important to have an intelligence collection organization."
He took a step forward, looked at Steward Zhao and said, "Steward Zhao is familiar with these things. If Steward Zhao still has a little nostalgia for this place, I wonder if he can stay and continue to run this club?"
Housekeeper Zhao trembled.
"Don't worry, I won't interfere. You control it independently. I just hope that the clubhouse will always exist. When I need it, I can get some useful information from you."
Butler Zhao moved his lips. He knew the value of such an intelligence network, and he secretly didn't know how many powerful forces in the north had found him and asked him to do things for them.
He knew better that it would not be so easy for him to reject them and spend the rest of his life in peace.
Perhaps, one day, he will suddenly die suddenly and die unexpectedly!
Now, Jiang Ning said he needs himself?
"I, I'm just a useless old thing, does Mr. Jiang need me?"
Steward Zhao smiled wryly.
"If there is an old man in a family, if there is a treasure, I still trust Master Fu's vision."
Steward Zhao stared at Jiang Ning for ten seconds.
"good."
He was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Actually, I really hate being here."
"I see, but the clubhouse is so big, you can't take care of these flowers and plants by yourself, can you? Call those under your command back. If you need anything, just tell me."
Jiang Ning smiled. JrNovels.com
Steward Zhao raised his head suddenly, his eyes flickered, and there was a trace of tears rolling inadvertently.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
He choked up again and again.
Jiang Ning made a move, he didn't let Can Jian's body be humiliated, this is a great kindness.
"Master Fu told me before that this mask club is actually an information center, is it still functioning now?"
Jiang Ning cut to the chase and asked directly.
Butler Zhao has always been in charge of this area, so he is naturally the clearest.
"Is Mr. Jiang in need?"
Steward Zhao is already planning to disband.
This is an independent place founded by Master Fu, and has nothing to do with the Luo family in the north.
But Master Fu and Can Jian are both dead, and Steward Zhao has no intention of running the business anymore. He is ready to find a place to spend the rest of his life.
But he is still a bit reluctant to come here, after all, he has lived here for twenty years, and he is too familiar with every plant and tree here.
"there is a need."
Jiang Ning was not euphemistic, "And to me, it is very important to have an intelligence collection organization."
He took a step forward, looked at Steward Zhao and said, "Steward Zhao is familiar with these things. If Steward Zhao still has a little nostalgia for this place, I wonder if he can stay and continue to run this club?"
Housekeeper Zhao trembled.
"Don't worry, I won't interfere. You control it independently. I just hope that the clubhouse will always exist. When I need it, I can get some useful information from you."
Butler Zhao moved his lips. He knew the value of such an intelligence network, and he secretly didn't know how many powerful forces in the north had found him and asked him to do things for them.
He knew better that it would not be so easy for him to reject them and spend the rest of his life in peace.
Perhaps, one day, he will suddenly die suddenly and die unexpectedly!
Now, Jiang Ning said he needs himself?
"I, I'm just a useless old thing, does Mr. Jiang need me?"
Steward Zhao smiled wryly.
"If there is an old man in a family, if there is a treasure, I still trust Master Fu's vision."
Steward Zhao stared at Jiang Ning for ten seconds.
"good."
He was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Actually, I really hate being here."
"I see, but the clubhouse is so big, you can't take care of these flowers and plants by yourself, can you? Call those under your command back. If you need anything, just tell me."
Jiang Ning smiled. JrNovels.com
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