There was no money in hand again, and the money from today's strawberry sales hadn't hit the account yet; it was expected to come in after noon. His daily income was only a couple hundred thousand, which included money from both strawberry and scallop sales.
For an average person, this income would be quite substantial, but Li Fei felt a tight pinch in his funds. The school construction was imminent; where was he going to find the money?
He had already boasted; he couldn't possibly tell Xu Qian to wait a few more days to report for duty, could he? That would be like slapping his own face!
Taking a deep breath, he climbed into the pickup truck, planning to head back first and deal with things from there.
Driving the pickup, Li Fei soon returned to the village. Instead of going home, he stopped the vehicle next to the dilapidated village office at the entrance of the village.
