A Very Applauding Performance!

Walking with Bai Qing following closely behind, Shen Zeming took a slow stroll on his way to the meeting room. "Did my father or grandfather assign you to this job?" he asked, his gaze fixed ahead.

"Yes, Young Master. They mentioned that the old butler was incompetent—many things were overlooked in his work, and..." Her words trailed off, the usually composed new butler now seeming hesitant. Shen Zeming could feel her gaze resting uneasily on his back as she faltered at the end of her response.

"Speak freely," Shen Zeming prompted.

"It’s said that the old butler disrespected you, Young Master," Bai Qing continued, her voice steady once more. They had reached the heavy wooden door leading to the meeting room—a solid barrier with no glass panels. Bai Qing excused herself with a small bow and moved ahead to knock on the door.