"Pleasure doing business," said Liu Xiao as he shook hands with Lin Guixiang.
Afterward, Liu Xiao shook hands with Zhao Cuinong too.
Just as Lin Guixiang and Zhao Cuinong were about to get in the car and head back, a group of villagers carrying baskets ran over, shouting as they ran, "Xiao Wazi, Xiao Wazi, ask President Lin and Director Zhao to wait a moment!"
With a puzzled look, Zhao Cuinong turned off the car's engine.
At that moment, the villagers reached the side of the car, cramming the baskets' contents into the vehicle: fresh corn, greens, smoked meat, eggs, and even live chickens and ducks...
"President Lin, Director Zhao, these are our homegrown local products, pure natural green food. You've helped us out so much, you must accept these!"
Lin Guixiang and Zhao Cuinong hadn't even had time to react before the back seat and the trunk were stuffed full, and then the villagers scampered off.
