Liu Qiang could only reluctantly dig out the ticket from his wallet and hand it over to Zhang Xiaoshan.
Ge Xiue took it and looked at it.
"That's right, it's this ticket."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoshan took the ticket, tore it up, and taunted Liu Qiang.
"Boss Liu, I, Zhang Xiaoshan, am not an unreasonable person. You ruined our village school and disrupted the normal production of our villagers. I'll just roughly charge you two hundred thousand, and the remaining five hundred thousand I'll count as your donation. Sister Xiue, please record this donation for Boss Liu in the books. Mr. Xu, when the school is completed and it's time to erect the monument, be sure to remind the workers to engrave Boss Liu's name on it."
"Hehehe, sure, definitely," Xu Jing laughed.
Her eyes, as she looked at Zhang Xiaoshan, were filled with pride, admiration, and affection.
How could there be such an outstanding man in the world?
"Long live Little Shan, long live..."
