"Exactly!" Wan Hui, the Association Head, chuckled, "This year, our Business Association is really enjoying abundant benefits. First, the governor showed concern for us, and now even Mr. Qin has come to care for us. It seems that the status of our merchants is set to rise. Going forward, we won't have to fear being called 'smelly copper-stench merchants' anymore."
"Where is Mr. Qin?"
"I heard he's on his way, he should arrive soon."
The merchants all ceased their reading, and started whispering amongst each other. Nan Feng's grip tightened on her copy of "Business Morality".
On the surface, this Qin Kun appeared to be aimlessly wandering around in retirement, but his real intention was probably to rely on these merchants to fund the building of the Imperial Palace, right?
