Upon hearing these words from Wang Jianguo, a surge of rage rushed straight to Zhao Xiande’s head. His complexion turned ghastly, shifting rapidly from a deep, flushed red to a deathly pale. In this remote corner of Beidahuang, where few outsiders dared to tread, Zhao Xiande had spent years carving out his own sphere of influence. While he might not have been able to block out the sky with one hand, he was, at the very least, a figure of awe in Jianyecun; no one had ever dared to challenge him so boldly. That Wang Jianguo, a mere greenhorn who had just arrived, would dare to speak to him in such a tone was something he found entirely unacceptable. His hands trembled slightly with fury as he glared at Wang Jianguo, his eyes flashing as if he wished to tear him to shreds.
Yet, his reason reminded him that he could not act on impulse. He had to bow to reality, for Wang Jianguo’s words did indeed hold a measure of logic. He knitted his brows, lost in thought for a long moment, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. He reasoned that he would agree to Wang Jianguo’s terms for now to get the Supply and Marketing Cooperative up and running. Once his own wife was working there, would the benefits not naturally follow? Then, he could slowly find ways to deal with this arrogant, naive kid.
Suppressing the fire in his heart, Zhao Xiande lifted his chin slightly and said to Wang Jianguo, "You don't need to threaten me. So, you want to pull strings? Fine, I’ll agree to it. But let’s get…
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