"You, if you don't want to help, just say so. Why beat around the bush?"
Cheng Baoguo couldn't stand it anymore and muttered under his breath.
"Cheng, what's that supposed to mean? What do you mean I don't want to help him! Those agricultural products are hard to store and hard to sell. If I help him and end up losing money, who do I go to? You?"
Xu Jie looked coldly at Cheng Baoguo, retorting with dissatisfaction.
"You..."
Cheng Baoguo looked at Xu Jie's ugly face, so angered that he couldn't speak.
If it were any normal time, he'd be the type to resort to fists rather than words.
But on an occasion like today, he still had to consider the feelings of the family elder.
"Tch! It's not like I'm saying anything new, but I really look down on you soldiers. You sit around not fighting wars but happily consuming the taxes we pay, just like parasites."
Xu Jie said casually to Cheng Baoguo.
