When they saw this, people couldn't help but whisper to each other, even Zhao Chuanchun was momentarily stunned.
Though it's a Qingshui Government, these gifts are indeed a bit too humble.
"County Magistrate Zhao, you're right, I can't afford that Golden Jade Buddha. A bowl of longevity noodles and a pair of layered cloth shoes, I hope to bring some good luck!"
Lin Fan smiled as he placed the tray on the table, and before he could speak again, Wang Cangdong's voice sounded from behind.
"County Magistrate Lin, today is the old lady's eightieth birthday, are you pulling this stunt to play the poor man, or to mock someone?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately reacted.
Both are of the same rank as deputy county magistrates; while Zhao Chuanchun has such a grand residence, Lin Fan merely has a bowl of plain noodles, this is clearly a form of irony.
"Gifts are about the thought, not the expense."
