Yao Village.
When Chen Ergou woke up in the morning, he found himself in the car. Last night, this place was filled with trucks carrying Chinese cabbages, which have all been shipped to various parts of the country.
The problem of cabbage surplus was finally resolved this time. Chen Ergou stretched lazily, then stepped on the gas to head back to Yao Village.
After all, he had to go back to check if there were any issues from yesterday, whether there were any mistakes in the financial aspects, and most importantly, he wanted to sign contracts with these farmers. Since the distributors in the Shandong area were so unhelpful, he might as well let Ergou Group sell the cabbages produced each year, which would be more convenient and help the farmers.
"Dong dong dong dong long dong qiang."
Driving his car swiftly on this not-so-good road because the road conditions were indeed poor, he drove slowly and heard the sound of drum beating from afar in the village.
