After sitting down on the sofa, Qin Wenjun took out a pen and a notebook from her bag.
"You sit too." She looked up and saw Li Qing still standing at the doorway and said indifferently.
Li Qing almost laughed out of exasperation.
Is this your house or mine, for god's sake?
"Village Chief Qin, is there something important you need?" Li Qing sat down, his tone not very friendly.
Qin Wenjun glanced at Li Qing and said seriously, "I've come today mainly to understand the crop planting situation in the village, roughly both agricultural and cash crops, as well as the average household income and the main sources of income."
Li Qing was stunned, staring dumbfounded at Qin Wenjun.
"Village Chief Qin, shouldn't you be asking someone else? Are you the village chief, or am I? How could I possibly know things that even you don't?" he retorted ungraciously.
This woman must be crazy.
Even if you were to ask, you should be asking Tang Jianmin, he doesn't know jack.
