Passing through the town, Han Qiwu happened to run into Niu Gang—Mayor Niu—whom he hadn't seen in ages. Mayor Niu was dressed formally, accompanied by a few village officials. The group was carrying care packages with milk, fruits, rice, oil, and flour.
"Xiao Han? You've bulked up a bit recently, huh? How's life here? Getting used to it? Facing any difficulties?" Niu Gang walked over, smiling as he greeted Han Qiwu.
Han Qiwu's thoughts churned, and he grinned while clasping Niu Gang's hand. "A few small difficulties. Can I get a bigger plot of land?"
"Oh, no difficulties then? That's good, that's good. If you ever need anything, just let me know." Niu Gang smoothly withdrew his hand without missing a beat, his smile unwavering.
Han Qiwu: "…..mmp, I knew it!"
Forget it, this kind of thing can't be sorted out in a day.
Anyway, the land at home is enough for now. When I really need more land, I'll just showcase some results—I won't lack for land then.
