That afternoon, Zhao Tienan returned to Fengshan Village.
After all the running around, he had quite a fruitful harvest.
With fifty thousand yuan in the account, his financial pressure was significantly relieved.
Not only that, but Zhao Tienan also did a good deed, persuading Xing Zhaolin to fund seven or eight impoverished households, reducing Fengshan Village's poverty rate by several percentage points.
Admittedly, Xing Zhaolin made his fortune through improper means.
But instead of completely bringing him down, it was better to have him bring out the money to benefit others.
Sometimes, ways of handling things aren't strictly black and white; what's most important is weighing the pros and cons; after all, that's how adults do it.
"You guys rest here at the health clinic, I'll go out for a bit."
After settling Cao Lei and Xie Xin, Zhao Tienan turned and went to the barbershop.
