At that time, Kong Demin already knew he liked Zheng Xiuxiang, but he still made a move. This means he didn't care about himself at all. The old saying goes, "Friends' wives are off-limits." Kong Demin is truly a beast.
Looking at the dispirited Kong Demin, it felt like a burden was lifted from my heart.
"Director Kong, I heard Mr. Qian at the textile factory is going to get married."
"Qian Jun?"
"Yeah, on August 15th."
"Alright, got it." I don't really have any ties with Qian Jun. He definitely won't invite me. Besides, I've got restrictions on my diet now, better to stay home.
I've got to head back home the day after tomorrow. "Wang Dajiang, head over to the building and supply and marketing cooperative, and the grain store to buy things. I'll be heading home on Saturday."
"Okay, I'll go right now. Do you want refined grains?"
"Yes, all refined grains."
Wang Dajiang rode out, thinking he could set some aside for his mom.
