"Brother, I always knew you were not a common man!"
"Indeed!"
Dressed as a wealthy commoner, Song Yiren clapped his hands together in excited congratulations.
"Without big brother's support, how would there be Ziya's today? Please allow me to kneel for your kindness, big brother!"
Jiang Ziya was also very happy, stepping forward to bow in respect.
Song Yiren didn't dare let him proceed with the gesture and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, Jiang Ziya relented and stopped, waiting for everyone to gather before loudly stating, "Big brother, don't grieve over the small matter of property!"
"Ziya has already sent people to Chentang to prepare an estate for big brother to move into upon arrival; moreover, I've also secured for big brother a position overseeing the salt and iron monopoly!"
Hearing Jiang Ziya's words, everyone was shocked, with some showing blatant envy towards Song Yiren—estates and salt-iron trade, how impressive, how impressive...
