Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself that since he might leave at any moment, not approving this kind of grassroots-pleasing action would be foolish.
As to whether the money would ultimately reach each person, that wasn't his concern, but the "gesture" had to be grand.
"Three hundred US Dollars per day for each person?" Zhou Qingfeng mused for a moment, then shook his head, "That's too little, even five hundred US Dollars would be far from enough!
Medical staff like Shanni, who risk their lives working continuously for over a week to save countless lives, are so great that they must be given sufficient economic rewards!"
Zhou Qingfeng's tone became impassioned, as if he were generously offering the money from his own pocket.
"Before I took office, when the pandemic was most perilous, those medical staff who faithfully stayed on duty should receive a daily allowance of two thousand US Dollars per person!
