He dislikes the visitors from the government office the most. If they're not asking Fang Mansion to do some work, they're finding various excuses to ask for money, and he can't refuse.
In short, there's no visit without reason.
"Coming!"
With a sigh, he stood up from the soft chair and nodded towards Liu Qinghuan:
"I have something to do, I'll go over and have a look."
"Alright." Liu Qinghuan nodded repeatedly, not daring to look at Fang Zheng:
"Go about your business."
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County Government Office.
"Young Master Fang."
Lord Yan, the County Magistrate, had just seen off a guest. Seeing Fang Zheng coming, he hurriedly gestured:
"Sit, please sit."
"Lord Yan." Fang Zheng clasped his hands:
"After you."
"Ah!" The two were already well acquainted, so formalities were unnecessary. After sitting down, Lord Yan began with a light sigh, then said:
