"Miss, everything has been arranged,"
Zhang Shunlai replied respectfully, beckoning at two of the people there.
"Miss, this man is called Zhang Deye, who is quite eloquent. I think he would make a good manager on the second floor. This other one, named Zheng Feng, knows something about herbs. I think he would do well in charge of the third floor."
"Your surname is Zhang too. What a coincidence," Lin Caisang looked at Zhang Deye and remarked.
This young man called Zhang Deye did look somewhat like Zhang Shunlai. Could there be a familial connection?
"Miss, this Zhang Deye is..."
Just as Lin Caisang was thinking this and Zhang Shunlai was about to explain, suddenly, an angry voice sounded by her ears.
"Boss, Zhang Deye is merely Zhang Shunlai's nephew. He was brought in by Zhang Shunlai himself. Moreover, Zhang Deye isn't as good as Zhang Shunlai claims he is. He can't do anything. In his previous employer's household, he was just a dogsbody."