Clearly, President Liu didn't take Zhang Xiaowei's words seriously at all.
With a disdainful snort, she turned her head and continued to walk outside.
After the three of them left, the onlooking villagers immediately started discussing.
"President Liu just mentioned donating medicine to our village's pneumoconiosis patients, so does that mean we don't have to pay for treating our family members anymore?"
"You sure have wishful thinking, do you think a big boss's money comes from the wind? At most, each family would get one or two boxes, just to make a good impression in front of the leaders, and then there'd be nothing more."
"She has the nerve to talk about donating to build a health room, saying that nobody comes to our village. Xiao Xiaowei is willing to take charge of the health room, and yet now she doesn't want to donate anymore—isn't it just because she's unwilling to spend the money?"
A soft cough interrupted the idle chatter of the group of women.
