"You clever kid. I knew you were scheming something, but I never thought you'd go this big."
"Once this pans out, the top credit for Qingshan Team will go to you."
However aggrieved and desperate Chen Beiguo had felt when he signed the contract was exactly how excited and thrilled he was now—doubly so, even.
Four hundred pigs!
Before, he wouldn't have even dared to dream of it.
There were plenty of weeds in the summer, and the mountains were full of pig fodder. Come to think of it, there was hardly any cost involved.
It was a windfall, a total windfall.
Chen Beiguo paced back and forth in the room, so excited he could burst. He felt that Qingshan Team's title as an "Advanced Village" was now secure.
Watching Chen Beiguo's antics, Leng Yuan reminded him with a helpless sigh, "You need to keep this a secret for now. If word gets out, the other teams probably won't let it go."
If a fuss was made before they even succeeded, it would be a huge problem.
