After stabilizing himself, Fang Xiong felt a slight surprise, for at that moment, he noticed that Xiaohe Village seemed quite lively!
Having reined in his initial astonishment, Fang Xiong commented indifferently, "This Xiaohe Village doesn't seem very poor at all!"
Upon hearing Fang Xiong speak, Qian Shidie quickly vented with venom, "President Fang, you don't know the story. Before, Xiaohe Village was really as poor as it gets! Later, that Hu Xiaobei claimed the perfect fruit that I had worked so hard to cultivate as his own!"
At this point, Qian Shidie paused slightly, then continued resentfully, "From then on, he started promoting that those fruits were produced by him! Because they really do taste wonderful, many tourists now come here to try them! This has definitely boosted Xiaohe Village's popularity!"
"Is that so!"
After hearing Qian Shidie's explanation, Fang Xiong's voice turned a bit hoarse.
