"Here's the situation, I'm planning to fix a road and I'd like to get an advance on ten thousand chickens from Sister Fang." Once he had Fang Fei's permission, Xia Liu spilled the beans.
Right now, he only had a little over two million in his account. That definitely wasn't enough to move mountains and build roads, and without securing some funds, the project could face delays.
"Hmm, I heard about your situation from godfather, so I will advance you the money for twenty thousand chickens," Fang Fei had received a call from Li Zhong yesterday about borrowing money, but he ended up not borrowing it.
After asking about it, she learned that Osmanthus Village's connection had failed, and Xia Liu had proposed the idea of cutting through a mountain to make a road.
"Xia Liu, you can't be serious. Can you really handle it all by yourself?" Li Qinqin weakly said.
