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Chapter 590

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Just a moment later, the Zhen family's group had already arrived near Zhen Jiang.

The three leaders were dressed in brocade and fine clothing; one was older, and two were slightly younger, but all were over thirty.

The three rode their warhorses directly to the front of Zhen Jiang's team.

Seeing the three, Zhen Jiang offered a salute first: "Uncle, Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle."

Her younger sister, Zhen Tuo, who was standing beside Zhen Jiang, also saluted with her, but she didn't offer a greeting, and she looked somewhat unhappy, pouting her lips and wrinkling her little nose.

The three middle-aged men dismounted, not forgetting to glance at the caravan slowly approaching in the distance.

"Eldest Niece."

Zhen Jian, who dismounted first, stood before Zhen Jiang with a horse whip wrapped in gold thread.

Subsequently, the Zhen clan's third branch, Zhen Ren, and the fourth branch, Zhen You, dismounted one after another and followed behind Zhen Jian.

"Uncle," Zhen Jiang looked at Zhen Jian, who was walking toward her.

"Eldest Niece," Zhen Jian pointed toward the caravan behind and said with a smile: "Why didn't you say anything when you went out, Eldest Niece? You made your uncle look for you."

Zhen Jiang said in a flat tone: "Uncle is joking. Zhen Jiang goes out every day to check on shops and accounts. If I had to tell Uncle every day, wouldn't that be bothering Uncle?"

"Eh, what kind of talk is that, child? Are we not members of the Zhen family?"

Zhen Jian said with a smile: "This matter of the Zhen family, no matter what, we have a share in it."

"Now that your father is gone, the matters of the Zhen clan cannot all be left to you, a young lady who has yet to leave the boudoir, to show your face, can they?"

Zhen Jiang took a deep breath, the expression on her face becoming increasingly ugly.

"Since Uncle says so, why didn't I see Uncle and the two uncles come out to manage things when my father passed away?"

The third branch of the Zhen clan, Zhen Ren, and the fourth branch, Zhen You, who were standing beside Zhen Jian, immediately felt embarrassed.

"Eldest Niece, you shouldn't say it like that," Zhen Ren stepped forward a small half-step and said: "When your father passed away, we were the ones managing everything inside and out."

"It's just that we didn't have time to take care of the family's industries at the time. Why do you say it as if we didn't care at all?"

The fourth branch, Zhen You, also immediately replied from the side: "That's right, Eldest Niece, what your Third Uncle said is correct."

The leader, Zhen Jian, raised his hand to stop the two from speaking and said: "Eldest Niece, the past is already past."

"We cannot look at the past; we must look at the future," Zhen Jian said: "Now everything has settled down."

"And what about the proposal I made during the New Year? How are you considering it now?"

"Today, Uncle came with no other intention than to hear your thoughts."

Zhen Jiang's pretty face tightened.

After glancing at the caravan in the distance, she said: "Uncle, I have already explained before: this snow salt and white paper were not created by me, but by someone else. The Zhen clan is merely a partner."

"And I have already distributed the profits earned by the Zhen clan according to the family's proportions. What else is Uncle dissatisfied with?" Zhen Jiang's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Eldest Niece, you are being somewhat unreasonable." ===== CHAPTER 592 =====

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