When Luo Lanxue heard this, she was extremely delighted.
At the same time, she was also very much looking forward to finding out what book Yi Feng had written, but she felt sure that it must be a bestseller!
Beside her, Yin Luoli was also smiling from ear to ear.
Although still young, she was more clever than anyone, and if this supreme master's book was sold in her family's business consortium, it would absolutely be a tremendous opportunity for them.
After sitting for a short while, the three headed directly for the Baofeng Business Consortium.
The person receiving the three was Chairman Yin Xiong. He had a tall and sturdy figure, a ruddy complexion, and was especially overjoyed to see his beloved daughter returning.
Of course, he was also very courteous to Luo Lanxue.
After all, no matter what, Luo Lanxue was Yin Luoli's senior sister, the most doted on disciple of Elder Qingshan.
"May I ask who this is?" Yin Xiong looked at Yi Feng and gently asked.
"This is Mr. Yi," Luo Lanxue quickly introduced, and without waiting for Yin Xiong to speak, she immediately had Yi Feng take a seat of honor.
"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Yi," Yin Xiong made a slight bow to Yi Feng, while flashing his eyes and pulling Luo Lanxue to the side.
"Niece, just who exactly is this Mr. Yi?" He softly asked Luo Lanxue. As the consortium chairman, after so many years he had long since become a sly old fox.
Just now, he had clearly seen the deference Luo Lanxue showed Yi Feng.
Even stranger was that his usually spirited and mischievous daughter Yin Luoli was especially well-behaved in front of him. This made him unable not to take an interest in the identity of this "Mr. Yi".
Luo Lanxue looked at Yi Feng, who was tasting his tea, as if asking for permission.
After a long while, seeing that Yi Feng had no reaction, she finally lowered her head and said to Yin Xiong with particular gravity: "Uncle, I'm not at liberty to reveal too much about Mr. Yi's identity, but you must remember that even my master must be respectful and address him as Mr. Yi. Today, it's possible that this is a tremendous opportunity for your Baofeng Consortium, so you must seize it well."
Hearing this, Yin Xiong's body shook.
He immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.
He had never doubted Luo Lanxue's words, and he could feel the gravity in her tone. He didn't expect that Luo Lanxue would bring him such an eminent monk that even Elder Qingshan was respectful towards. Then as a mortal businessman...
He didn't dare continue thinking.
But at the very least, he already knew how he should act from now on.
"Come, bring the best delicacies of the consortium." Yin Xiong waved his sleeve, and a line of charming and beautiful maids immediately came over carrying trays of treats, afraid of being negligent towards Yi Feng in the slightest.
After some conversation, Yi Feng directly expressed his purpose.
"Publish a book?"
When Yin Xiong heard this, he almost didn't hesitate at all and immediately called over the steward.
"Master, your orders?" The steward asked respectfully.
"Starting today, the consortium will put all effort into helping Mr. Yi publish his book. Whether it is typesetting, penmanship, or printing, it must be done to the highest quality. If there is the slightest mistake, I will hold you accountable," Yin Xiong directly ordered.
"Master, our consortium's focus has been on jewelry, silver, and cultivation supplies. If we relax on those, the Pingjiang Consortium will encroach on our market share. Don't you think...?" The steward looked up with worry and said.
"I don't know anything about that. Who allowed you to say so much?"
Yin Xiong suddenly erupted in anger, directly slapping the steward in the face, shouting, "I told you to shift the consortium's focus onto Mr. Yi's book. Just do as I said, there's no need for you to say more!"
"Yes, sir!" The steward's face changed color in fright, and he didn't dare say more. He hurriedly retreated with his swollen cheeks in hand.
"Chairman Yin, there's no need to go that far. Just focus on your consortium's original business!" Yi Feng said in pleasant surprise, as he had only wanted to publish some books to earn some pocket money, and had never thought of mobilizing the entire consortium's efforts to publish his book.
"What's this about, to be honest, I personally quite enjoy reading books. And our consortium has long had plans to expand in this direction anyway," Yin Xiong said with a broad smile, speaking seamlessly.
For a time, Yin Luoli and Luo Lanxue on the side were stunned speechless.
Yin Luoli in particular couldn't help but think to herself: How come I never knew our consortium wanted to expand in this direction?

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