Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, two months had passed.
In those two months, the guesthouses in both villages had basically completed their expansion and had quickly been put into use.
Currently, Xiaogou Village, with its abundant investment, had managed to create a slightly better guesthouse environment than Dahe Village.
But with its geographic advantage, Dahe Village pulled back into the game.
The business revenue on both sides was a draw, with neither village gaining an upper hand, resulting in a deadlock where no one held the advantage.
That day, Jiang Hao came to Dahe Village with his people and stood in front of the guesthouse area, as if deep in thought.
"Hmph, what a Chen Xiaolong. Now tell me, what's going on here? Why, despite our guesthouse environment and investment being better than theirs, can we only manage a draw in revenue? Someone, explain this to me."
Jiang Hao's face was dark with anger; his mood was terrible today.
