Just before heading out.
Fu Changsheng hadn't considered the matter of red envelopes.
After receiving them.
He nodded slightly to him:
"You go ahead."
Fu Yongshang cupped his hands, as if greased under his feet, turned around and started arranging matters for the shop.
When Fu Changsheng reached the entrance of the World Suppression Bureau, he saw that the guards were indeed more than usual, and upon seeing him, each cupped their hands:
"Congratulations to Fu Clan Leader"
"Congratulations to the Fu Family on their promotion to Eighth Grade!"
Fu Changsheng smiled and gave each of them a red envelope.
The guards, having received the red envelopes, beamed with joy, believing that with the Eighth-Grade Noble Family's fortune, their year would surely go smoothly.
Watching the back of Fu Changsheng.
The guards gathered together, whispering:
