The exchange firm?
Old Lady Fang opened her eyes wide and shook in her chair.
“What is she playing at?” came Fang Jinxiu’s voice from the other room. It was followed by the sound of the beaded curtains being brushed aside and someone walking in. “Tormenting people all day is not enough, so now she wants to torment our family’s business too?”
“How could that be? Zhenzhen dislikes business the most,” said Lady Fang.
The proud and lofty government official family’s young miss hated merchants implicating her social status the most.
Fang Jinxiu snorted.
“So what does she think she’s doing?” she asked.
Miss Jun did hadn’t specially sought out information about the exchange firm; she had only accidentally encountered some managerial issues.
She was in her courtyard, bored, so she took a walk. On her way out she did not see a single maidservant or maid. She didn’t know whether there had been no one assigned to wait on her or if they were hiding when they saw her.
