"What are you all gossiping about? Have you finished your own work? Get back quickly!" The ones speaking earlier were just relying on their numbers; now the team captain is here, and no one dares to stand out, all tightly shutting their mouths, though none have left, still waiting to watch the commotion. The team captain reached out to shake hands with Secretary Hu, "Leader, please don’t listen to their nonsense; it’s just a small dispute within the village, and Comrade Lin Xiang has already forgiven them." They are all seasoned old foxes; the team captain’s skills aren’t as deep as Secretary Hu’s, and Secretary Hu can naturally tell he’s speaking lies. But since Lin Xiang hadn’t spoken, Secretary Hu couldn’t figure out her intentions, so he just laughed it off and took Lin Xiang away. Once the car left, the team captain immediately shouted into the crowd, "How can you all fail to distinguish right from wrong? If the leaders truly get angry, our Li Hua Team won’t be recognized as the advanced team, and we won’t get any benefits!" "Team captain, your words are unreasonable. Clearly, it was the Wang Family who started the trouble first. Why don’t you go trouble the Wang Family instead of blaming us?" "Exactly, the Lin Family’s trio got bullied by the Wang Family like that, and you didn’t see it. We just said a few things about the Wang Family and you got so angry? It might make people wonder." "To hell with your thoughts!" The team captain kicked Zhao Dali, the speaker, knocking him to the ground, "If you’re free, go up the mountain to chop wood!" Knowing the team captain is truly angry, the villagers dare not stir things up and leave in threes and twos. Mrs. Lin also went home. The team captain initially wanted to speak more with Mrs. Lin but held back. Because he also realized he had indeed gone a bit too far. But all of it was for the Li Hua Team to be recognized as an advanced collective; being misunderstood by the villagers now is not easy for him! Meanwhile, in the car, Secretary Hu inquired about the truth of Lin Xiang’s injury. Lin Xiang didn’t hide the truth for the Wang Family and, with red-rimmed eyes, recounted the story to Secretary Hu. "Xingzi grew up with me, I sympathize with her situation, so I spoke a few words for her, and the Wang Family bit like mad dogs and wouldn’t let go." Secretary Hu was shocked, "There are still such unreasonable people? It’s one thing to be unreasonable, but they dare to dominate in the village? Doesn’t anyone care?" Lin Xiang smiled bitterly, "Secretary Hu, you grew up in the city, perhaps you haven’t seen the rural people’s unruliness. The Wang Family’s previous generation had five brothers, this generation has six sons. It’s the family with the most male members in our Li Hua Team." "In rural terms, ’prosperous household’ means having many men; not only earning more work points, but just standing there when something happens makes others dare not bully them. Our family is just my mom, my brother, and me; we can’t handle them even with all our might." "And the team cadre doesn’t care?" Lin Xiang shook her head, changing the topic, "By the way, Secretary Hu, the foreign guests who came today aren’t Mr. Wilson, right?" Seeing Lin Xiang reluctant to continue the topic, Secretary Hu followed her lead and said, "Correct, although the guests this time also came from the United States, they’re not from the Wilson Family. As soon as they arrived in Mianyang Town, they stated they wanted to visit the cotton spinning factory to check the fabrics." However, the foreign guests arrived in Mianyang Town only at half past six last evening, so the tour was scheduled for today. Early this morning, Director Chen called Lin Xiang, hoping she could prepare early. But who would have thought Lin Xiang got injured. Seeing the chance, the car parked at the town hospital entrance, Lin Xiang hurriedly said, "Secretary Hu, let’s go to the cotton spinning factory first, we can’t keep the foreign guests waiting." "Comrade Lin, the leadership has instructed that we must take care of your leg first." "It takes a hundred days to heal a tendon injury; it won’t get better in such a short time. It’s better to go to the factory and handle the important matters first, after that I can come to the hospital. Otherwise, if today’s order gets delayed, the losses will be huge!" "It’s alright." Lin Xiang moved her ankle a bit, her face twisted instantly, but she still smiled bravely, "My injury isn’t serious, I can endure it." The persona can’t collapse, but the important matters can’t be delayed either! Seeing Lin Xiang prioritize the big picture, Secretary Hu had a better impression of her and immediately ordered the driver to turn the car towards the cotton spinning factory. When Lin Xiang arrived at the cotton spinning factory, the foreign guests hadn’t arrived yet. Director Chen saw her limping and frowned, "Didn’t you first go to the hospital?" "Director Chen, I just sprained my ankle a bit, it’ll be fine soon, don’t let this minor injury hold up the foreign exchange order." Director Chen took Lin Xiang’s forced smile for a genuine one and wanted to further persuade her, but the foreign guests had already arrived. He was unexpectedly grateful Lin Xiang didn’t go to the hospital first, otherwise, the language barrier might leave a bad impression on the guests. When the foreign guests got off the car, Lin Xiang immediately went up to greet them, and in a few words, uncovered their intentions. Newest update provıded by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱 "Director Chen, today’s guest is Mr. John. The John Family and the Wilson Family can be said to be commercial rivals. Seeing the fabric Wilson got from our cotton spinning factory, the clothes made from it sell extremely well, so today, John hopes to purchase the same fabric." Moreover, the quantity must be more than Wilson’s. John’s original words were that it’s best to give him all the inventory, so Wilson wouldn’t get any fabric, and all the market would belong to the John Family. Director Chen smiled with wrinkles on his face like the most blooming chrysanthemum in autumn, "That’s really great! Mr. John wants all the inventory of the three kinds of fabric, calculating that it would be at least orders worth hundreds of thousands! Our Cotton Textile Factory really gains tremendous wealth from this!" Lin Xiang gazed at Director Chen with a complicated expression, as if wanting to say something but held back. After having a good laugh, Director Chen couldn’t help but ask seeing Lin Xiang’s constipated look, "Lin, what’s wrong with you? Feeling unwell?" "Director Chen, don’t you remember Mr. Wilson, who trusted you and the cotton spinning factory so deeply? He’s now on his way to the factory, and you can’t give his order to Mr. John just because he arrived later. From a business standpoint, you’re breaking the contract and being scorned!" How could Director Chen not understand this principle? He was just too excited earlier and momentarily forgot about Wilson. Director Chen suddenly found himself in a dilemma, "So... should we not do this business deal?" Hundreds of thousands in foreign exchange orders, just abandoning it like that? When will the Cotton Textile Factory walk the path to prosperity? As they spoke, the group had reached the exhibition hall. Lin Xiang gave Director Chen a "stay calm" look, then walked towards John’s group and began introducing the fabric.