Xu Qinghuan had witnessed too many people disregarding the lives of common folk for the sake of their own performance.
Professing to act in the people's interest while actually only looking out for themselves.
Perhaps he once intended to drag the Shangjiang Team down too, but at the moment of drowning, to think of leaving others a way out is the mark of a saint. Such people are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, truly exceptional.
"Besides, so much grain can't really be wasted," Xu Qinghuan said, "Building a factory at the commune will benefit the Shangjiang Team as well. Then we can let sister-in-law work there, and once the sewing machine factory is up and running, let big brother come over here, and they can be together."
Jiang Xingye couldn't help but hug his fiancée, "You're always thinking about others. When will you think about me?"
Xu Qinghuan chuckled, "When have I not thought about you? Don't wrong me!"
