Xue Zhaoji smiled and said, "Yes, Jiangzhou's premier establishment, Changfeng Building."
"A place where fortunes are made daily."
This was what Li Zhaowen had given to Li Guanyi. The young man held his tea, his fingers curled around the porcelain cup, and said, "Then, let's use my earnings from Changfeng Building as the base and ask Mr. Xue to help purchase the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion."
Xue Zhaoji's gaze became slightly tense.
The Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion was the largest teahouse in Zhenbei City.
It was home to the most beautiful woman in Zhenbei City.
The Xue Family had once tried to acquire it but failed. He hesitated, then said, "Zhao Huairui, this woman is somewhat troublesome. She came from humble beginnings, yet she is quite cunning. Using her beauty and grace, she mingles among the city's elite, and we have noticed that she seems to value the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Pavilion greatly."
"We have made offers to buy it, but all have failed."
