Looking at the dozens of villagers in front of him, Chen Xiaolong felt somewhat uneasy; he had never faced such a large gathering before.
Just when he returned to the village, the villagers had spontaneously prepared this talk, giving him quite a start.
With no choice but to be pushed onto the stage, he had to bite the bullet and speak.
"Zheng, the funds for the road construction have been secured, right?"
Beneath the stage, Mr. Qi looked towards a middle-aged man beside him, a member of the village committee in charge of finance.
"All secured, not a penny less. The movements from the county were swift. Now the money is in our public account. As for the construction team, the county has also put out a tender, and I estimate they'll be coming to our village the day after tomorrow to start work. We don't need to worry, we just need to prepare the other half of the construction fee and that will be enough."
Zheng laughed heartily, feeling indescribably content.
