Lao Zhao knew clearly in his heart that when serving the leadership, he should do a good job even if there's no benefit, especially since he's had dealings with Director Yang before, and knows he's not stingy.
"Then thank you in advance, I'll talk to you more about it later." Yang Zhigang is naturally not a miser, he has another task this time so didn't go into details, "I've got a few snakes from the mountains, you can take them."
Yang Zhigang was straightforward, not bothering with formalities, soldiers are direct when dealing with people.
"Wow, these snakes look quite big, let's weigh them." There's a scale in the office, and it tipped low, "Three snakes, ten pounds eight ounces, let's call it eleven pounds."
"Alright, I also have two rabbit skins here, freshly skinned, while I'm at it, you can handle these too." Yang Zhigang waved the two pieces of fur in his hand.
"Sure." Lao Zhao took over briskly.
He quickly calculated the price and handed a wad of cash to Yang Zhigang.
