If your family suddenly gets rich without reason, even the old ladies in the alley would be watching you closely.
Zhao Guihua: "Alright, I don't need to say more. You understand, so leave. Keep your mouth shut."
Zhuang Zhixi nodded: "Okay."
Zhao Guihua and Zhuang Zhixi's conversation completely escaped the notice of their family. Zhuang Zhixi, having promised his mother, didn't disclose anything. He simply continued with his daily routine. After all, he was still a man, and he couldn't stoop to the level of keeping all the benefits for himself.
Zhuang Zhixi packed his luggage and soon reached the day of his business trip. He only prepared a small suitcase for himself. On the morning of his departure, he gathered with the others as planned. As a member of the Propaganda Department, Zhuang Zhixi was acquainted with everyone in the factory and could even call them by name, though their personal interactions were minimal.
