Director Wu got out of his car and asked a middle-aged man working by the roadside, "Which department are you with?"
Without looking up, the middle-aged man continued to bend over and collect Willow Catkin. "What department? I'm unemployed and haven't found a job yet. I'm just out here earning a little extra cash."
Director Wu was completely stunned. "You're not a government employee? Then why are you cleaning up the Willow Catkin? Are you a volunteer?"
The man finally looked up, a hint of confusion on his face. "A volunteer? Nope! I'm making money. Ding's Pharmaceutical Factory is buying Willow Catkin for three yuan a pound. If I work hard all day, I can make over a hundred yuan. Hey, stop talking to me, you're slowing down my earnings."
After saying that, he lowered his head and went back to collecting.
Director Wu stood rooted to the spot.
'Ding's Pharmaceutical Factory is buying Willow Catkin?'
'Three yuan a pound?'
He understood in an instant!
