"Alright then, let's go together. The village chief has quite a temper, and if things don't go well, we can always leave. After all, there's still a few days left before the acquisition, so we have time." Wang Yong agreed and, with a smile, reminded Chen Yang not to offend the village chief.
The village chief's role in the village is quite significant. If we offend him, the whole thing could fall apart.
That's why Wang Yong is so keen on advising Chen Yang.
"Okay, I understand. You lead the way."
"Alright."
After Chen Yang nodded seriously, Wang Yong took the lead.
They went along with Chen Yang, Wang Jingman, and Wang Hong to the village office.
By the time they arrived at the village office, most people had already left.
In the conference room on the first floor, there was a middle-aged man with a bald head holding a cigarette, looking worriedly at two pages of documents on the table.
He is the village chief of Fuling Village, Li Sihai.
