Zhang Fusheng hadn't finished eating when Zhang Haisheng came over. Now he had upgraded from carrying money in a parcel to simply holding a briefcase, thanks to having a car now.
Before, he felt awkward because of Shang Zhiqiang, but now he no longer felt that way. Since no one really minded, he let go of his concerns. However, he still avoided going to Zhao Yanping's house because he felt embarrassed to see her.
"Accountant Zhang, come have a bite."
"No, no, I've already eaten."
At this moment, Feng Baoshan also came in.
"Mr. Zhang, I really appreciate your help."
"Director Feng, there's no need to be polite. My in-laws are all here under your care; this is nothing."
With some polite conversation, Zhang Fusheng left in his car.
Feng Baoshan drove to the main office and saw Li Hongxiang sitting in the donkey cart.
"Old Li."
"Director Feng, I'm here to get introduction letters for our three generations."
"No problem, I'll write them up right away."
