"I... I can find workers to chop the wood." Riley Montgomery suddenly felt happiness come too abruptly as he stammered:
"Right, I can also arrange to transport the wood to the Southern Port, which is the most convenient method to ship it back domestically."
"Real or fake?" Sean Knight felt his luck was just too good, wasn't it?
He was previously worried about logging and transportation issues, how could the person solving these problems just show up on his doorstep?
"Of course, it's real." Afraid that Sean Knight wouldn't believe him, Riley Montgomery stood up and said:
"I've been here for quite some time and have established some relationships with local tribes. I can hire some indigenous people—
Of course, not from here, but from hundreds of kilometers away to come here and work. As long as you feed them, they are very willing to do jobs like chopping trees!"
Sean hadn't expected that Riley Montgomery would actually be able to contact the locals.
So he puzzled:
