Now Ren Zhong understood, the elders were hesitating whether to register for suicide, transferring the priority temporary Scavenger spot to their family.
Ren Zhong furrowed his brow slightly and walked quickly into the town hall office.
At this moment, sitting behind the counter in the office hall was not the secretary, but Ma Dafu himself.
He wasn't busy, merely resting his chubby chin on his elbow, frowning in deep thought, appearing full of concerns.
He had obviously noticed the group of elders lingering outside the door, currently tangled up in his thoughts.
He hadn't even noticed until Ren Zhong stood in front of his counter.
Knock knock knock.
Ren Zhong tapped the counter with his fingers, and Ma Dafu finally came back to his senses, slightly revving up his spirit, "Mr. Ren, what brings you here?"
Ren Zhong raised two fingers, "Two things. One business matter."
Ma Dafu: "Let's hear the business matter first."
