"Master, go and check out the land. If everything looks good, sign a contract." Mr. Watson, the county director, came with his brother Steven Smith the very next day and immediately spoke to Peter Brown about the land matter upon seeing him.
"So soon?" Peter was somewhat surprised.
"When a senior leader personally inquires about something, I'm just running errands," Mark Smith said meaningfully.
Peter no longer spoke. He could guess the situation—directives from higher-ups, and the county director was acting on their behalf, probably with his brother being the financier.
No matter how they maneuvered, in the end, he was the one getting the land.
By now, Peter wasn't feeling any unease. He was well aware of everyone's intentions.
"Alright, let's go take a look."
They drove two SUVs, with Steven Smith's subordinates following in the vehicle behind them, rushing in the direction of the city's outskirts.
