Gu Changhai slapped his thigh, "Great idea! Ruhai, you've worked in the city and your brain works well. This method is indeed a good way, not only making everyone contribute, uniting people's hearts, and gathering the strength of our Gu Family Village, but it also solves such a huge financial problem.
Okay, I'll immediately go back and hold a village committee meeting, explain this matter, let everyone express their opinions, and then I'll have the accountant give you a figure."
Without delay, Gu Changhai got up and left.
Gu Ruhai finally felt at ease in his heart.
What a troublesome day.
Mr. Gu only woke up at noon, and Li Xuemei made a simple pot seared noodles, hand-rolled, with broth made from boiled bones, adding some small greens, tofu, and a few slices of pork belly, seasoned with some green onion.
Mr. Gu ate two bowls all at once. If not for Gu Ruhai's concern about Mr. Gu's appetite, which he was truly worried couldn't handle more, Mr. Gu might have eaten even more.
