Ning Zhuo bowed to her and explained his purpose.
Mu Lan nodded without hesitation and agreed, "Red Flower Camp has a full complement of three thousand people, but it has been understaffed for a long time."
"I have many vacancies here that can be given to your Mechanical Puppets."
"Hold on!" Zhang Zhongyi lifted the curtain and barged in.
He hurried to Ning Zhuo's side and grabbed his arm: "You've finally arrived, Young Master Ning Zhuo!"
"Do you know how many days I have been anxiously waiting for you?"
"Look, General Mu Lan didn't hesitate at all, and solved your personnel issues with just a word."
"The two of you are now of marital status, you should also show some response."
Mu Lan coughed: "Uncle Zhang, don't make things difficult for Young Master Ning Zhuo. If we're talking about showing gratitude, I still owe him thanks for back at the mechanical store..."
Zhang Zhongyi interrupted directly, staring at Ning Zhuo: "What about General Mu Lan's injury, what do you say?"
