The next morning, accompanied by Jiang Yichun, Bai Ruozhu went to see Lin Zhenghui, telling him she was willing to become his heir.
"Good, good." Lin Zhenghui laughed so much that he couldn't close his mouth. It was as if it was so hard for him, a Commerce Association elder, to find a successor. When he finally found one, his happiness was limitless. Bai Ruozhu was affected by his emotions, and for a moment she felt very accomplished, feeling somewhat proud.
"Old man, where are the people you promised to provide me?" Bai Ruozhu asked cheerfully.
Lin Zhenghui chuckled, "You have a good memory, lass. Alright, I'll gather the team for you. Come tomorrow afternoon to meet them. Whether they accept you or not will depend on your skills. If you can't even manage these people, don't consider becoming my heir."