Jiang Li didn't care about the dissenting voices at all; she rolled up her sleeves and started cutting the wood.
She had ordered these woods customized from He Pingzhang—all they needed was a bit of fixing, which saved her much more trouble than chopping them herself.
Other people, highly enthusiastic, jumped in to help Jiang Li, looking almost like a brainwashed MLM group.
Jiang Yan reached out and grabbed Jiang Cheng, who was eager to try.
"Really, even you're this eager?"
Wasn't this guy pretty good at pretending? How come he's now following Jiang Li's orders without hesitation?
Jiang Cheng snorted, "Building houses is certainly better than doing homework. Those days on the lake, throwing up while writing papers, I don't want to live like that again."
He preferred physical labor over using his brain.
Even if Jiang Li asked him to build the Great Wall now, he wouldn't even blink an eye.
