Would Chang Jinzhong dare to admit that Old Rongzi holds it against him for being bald?
Of course not!
He would take that to his grave; even King Yama couldn't pry it out of him!
Hence, he awkwardly changed the subject again, snuffing out Lin Nianhe's gossiping spark:
"Ahem, Xiao Lin, let's just talk about production matters instead."
Lin Nianhe showed a flash of disappointment, but quickly consoled herself—if he won't talk, she'll just ask her master later.
She settled her mind and started on the serious topics: "Uncle Chang, I don't know much about production and might just interfere. However, I have something to say about sales—aside from the mandatory procurement and marketing, I think our maize sheller could be exported to generate foreign exchange."
