"Five hundred men?"
Yang Ge thought for a moment, then replied, "That should be enough... Record an absence for the three hundred-household managers who didn't come back for the meeting, and include it in the annual performance review!"
Fang Ke: ...
What about 'review the situation and return home for discussions if possible'?
Such pettiness!
Yang Ge, striding forward, suddenly turned around: "What are you muttering?"
Fang Ke, startled: "I wasn't muttering anything, sir!"
Yang Ge looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Fang Ke, with a forced smile and tingling scalp, greeted him.
Yang Ge turned his head back and casually asked, "Have the boats been arranged?"
Fang Ke hurriedly said, "Sir, everything has been arranged. It is the flood season now, and we can reach Yangzhou downstream in no more than ten days."
Yang Ge: "And the return journey?"
Fang Ke: "Sir, the return journey will be slightly slower, but a fortnight should suffice to reach Lu Ting."
