In the courtyard, Xin Lei frowned with displeasure on her face.
"You've finally come back, you should go to the vegetable field yourself. When I went just now, they said the management is very strict now. Without the leader's approval, no one can pick vegetables privately, not even me as the village chief."
Seeing Wu Xiaoshan return, Xin Lei immediately started to complain.
"I even dropped your name, but they didn't budge at all."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoshan actually felt quite pleased.
After all, strict and efficient management indicated that Zhang Jiaojiao was doing a great job, and the company would eventually become more standardized.
"All right, no need to get angry over this. Let's do it like last time and just go directly to Tiancheng Supermarket to get our supplies."
After finishing, Wu Xiaoshan went back inside the house, washed his hands, and began searching for liquor.
