Chapitre 1171: Once Again, Poverty Has Limited My Imagination

The four of them sat at the table in the living room and chatted while holding heat packs. PA Wen was jotting down the numbers he had estimated earlier on a piece of paper. Ye Yuwei looked out the window, worried about Gu Juexi and Yu Jiangqing.

Lu Qichuan sat opposite Ye Yuwei and kept looking at her.

Xiao Yaojing glanced at Lu Qichuan and averted her gaze immediately. She was better off looking at PA Wen writing down the numbers and drawing out a floor plan.

"PA Wen, why the hurry? You have a lot of time later." Lu Qichuan chuckled.

PA Wen glanced at Lu Qichuan briefly before returning to his work. "We're heading north in two days, so I need to finish recording the numbers here."

 "I'm envious of Boss to have such a capable man working under him".

"Young Master Lu exaggerates," PA Wen answered modestly, then looked at Xiao Yaojing and murmured, "Go rest for a while if you're tired."