At this moment, after watching both sides finish their discussion, Song Wenli spoke up too.
"Later, when the cement factory starts producing cement, we'll need quite a few workers. Chief Miers, you can pick some of your clansmen to come over—they can start working right away." Song Wenli wasn't clueless. She could see the territory was trying to figure out how to settle these newly arrived goblin residents. She didn't have enough influence before to get involved in this kind of thing, but now, when some "manual labor" was needed, she was actually worried there wouldn't be enough people. These goblins were the perfect candidates.
Miers hadn't expected a job opportunity to drop right into their laps. His heart skipped a beat, then he quickly asked, "What kind do you need?"
"It's simple manual work, as long as you're strong enough. The most important thing is patience," Song Wenli said.
"Alright, we can do that. How many people do you need?" Miers pressed.
