Chi Yue had already heard these rumors.
Listening to them again, she could only laugh.
"Since they are all people with mines at home, why would they care about some project."
The old village chief's eyes were practically red with urgency, "Isn't this just nonsense they're spouting? Chi Yue, you're someone who can talk to Mr. Qiao, you help our village speak some good words, persuade Mr. Qiao..."
"I can't," Chi Yue said with an expressionless face, "I just work for him. To put it bluntly, he took pity on Lunar Bay, and that's why he's recruiting here. I just happened to be lucky, studied a few more years, and am familiar with the environment of Lunar Bay, which is why I was hired. I'm not so ungrateful as to really think I'm that important."
The village chief's face flushed red.
Ungrateful—wasn't that referring to them?
