Chapter 17: The Squanderer's Breakfast

The servants in the villa were all hysterical when they heard that Young Master Dali wanted soya-bean milk for breakfast.

"Young Master wants soya-bean milk. He's washing up now. I'll give you five minutes to buy some hot soya-bean milk. Do you understand?" The old housekeeper adjusted his spectacles. He was in his sixties but stood with his back straight as an arrow as he commanded the servants. "The one with the best driving skills had better set off now. The rest, prepare what Young Master needs for school: his uniform, cell phone, and school bag, and shine his leather shoes. If I see a speck of dust on them, you'd better prepare to pack up and leave. Hurry up!"