Yege was interested in the list of timber merchants who had left the association in the last three years, and Nan Feng was going through each name on it.
In the old times, without cameras, Nan Feng could only write down each one by hand. Though she had a good memory, she was far from being able to remember everything at first glance. She had prepared several thin pieces of charcoal in advance and quickly wrote down the names in simplified characters on the white paper she had prepared.
Ever since she knew Yege, he had always been there for her, helping her in various ways. Now that he finally asked her to do something, she made sure to do it conscientiously.
She not only wrote down those who had left in the last three years, but also all the timber merchants who had left the association. In total, she had copied about seventy or eighty names over almost an hour.
