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Zhang Wuliang slammed the table and said, "Alright, I've been waiting for this for a long time. Rejecting guests makes me feel uneasy!"
Over the past two years, Zhang Wuliang had changed a lot; his innate shrewdness as a businessman had increased significantly. The appearance of a market vendor made him look like a cunning merchant, and no one would believe that he was originally a genuine farmer.
During this time, he had conducted countless business transactions, and there was no need for him to personally intervene in any of them.
"Well, Village Chief, this matter will be entrusted to you."
Zhang Wuliang patted his chest and assured, "You can rest assured; I will handle it well." Two years was enough time for Zhang Wuliang to learn many more skills, and initial promotion was no problem at all.
"Hey, Qingxi, get up; there's still one more person we can use."
"Oh?" Liu Qingxi looked up in confusion. "Who is it?"
As the Construction Team grew larger and larger with more people joining, finding management talent became increasingly difficult. After all, most of them were farmers from Ten Li Eight Villages, and cultivating someone as shrewd as Zhang Wuliang was not easy.
The success of Zhang Wuliang was largely due to his own abilities. After being the village chief for so many years, how could he handle various emergencies in the Village without real skills?
Finding another talent like him would not be easy. As for other sub-teams, it was easier to find average workers; organizing ten or eight of them was no problem. However, managing too many people revealed their lack of capability.
As time passed, Liu Qingxi increasingly felt the shortage of talent. He had also asked Zhang Wuliang to help find promising individuals so they could further accomplish greater tasks.
Ultimately, what was most lacking was high-end management talent.
Zhang Wuliang slowly spoke up: "You know this person; we've had many interactions."
As he spoke, Liu Qingxi finally realized who he was.
It turned out that this person was none other than Ji Zhong, whom she had crossed paths with three years ago. He made a living selling cattle in the town, and despite facing competition, his business had always thrived.
He was open-minded and generous, articulate, and more importantly, Zhang Wuliang had subtly noticed his leadership qualities.
To be honest, if someone had excellent communication skills, they would effortlessly manage the relationships among their subordinates.
A familiar figure gradually emerged in Liu Qingxi's mind. Although Ten Li Pu's business had grown significantly over the past two years, and she no longer needed to personally handle matters like buying cattle or horses, Ji Zhong still left a deep impression on her.
She nodded slightly, agreeing with Zhang Wuliang's viewpoint: "That sounds good. Joining us must be much better than just sticking to that cattle stall. I'll go to the town tomorrow to invite him."
"I can go instead."
However, Liu Qingxi waved her hand to refuse Zhang Wuliang's suggestion: "Village Chief, this person's way of handling affairs and his working style show that he has great talent. As for why he has been sticking to that stall, there might be other reasons.
Even without any other reasons, he will eventually become a partner who fights alongside us. I want to personally express our sincerity."
Liu Qingxi had always been generous when it came to talent, especially since she liked Ji Zhong as a person.
"Alright, I'll accompany you tomorrow. It's time to arrange our promotion; Kid is eager to showcase his abilities."
The next morning, Liu Qingxi and Zhang Wuliang headed to Biqi Town. Upon arriving at their destination, they split up to pursue different objectives.
Liu Qingxi found Ji Zhong at the Livestock Market. Compared to two years ago, not much had changed; the two rivals continued their daily routines in their own ways.
Ji Zhong was still leisurely tending to his stall.
It was early morning, and there were not many customers. The middle-aged man squinted as he lay in a rocking chair under the shade of a tree beside the livestock pen, chewing on a piece of Dogtail Grass and humming a tune, enjoying his carefree life.
He wasn't making much money, but he wasn't poor either; life was relaxed and without much pressure.
Suddenly, a shadow fell over his squinting eyes, blocking the glaring sunlight filtering through the branches. Ji Zhong opened his eyes and focused...
He sat up abruptly. "Oh, I thought it was someone important! Turns out it's the famous Miss Liu from Biqi Town."
Liu Qingxi stood directly in front of him, startling him into sitting up straight.
The girl smiled slightly, her youthful innocence replaced by a hint of mature charm, combined with an imposing aura that seemed to command the world with just a flick of her sleeve. This boldness blended seamlessly with her sweet smile, creating no sense of discord.
"So Boss Ji still remembers me!"
"Of course! How could I forget someone as renowned as you? You're one of my few big customers. So, are you here to buy some cattle today?"
Ji Zhong greeted Liu Qingxi with a smile. He recalled the first time she bought cattle three years ago; she had been thin, with dark skin, and her large, bright eyes were the most striking feature about her.
He had been astonished when she bought six cows at once, but subsequent remarkable events made him realize the extraordinary abilities of this girl.
Time had proven this point; the distance between him and the girl had grown increasingly vast, as if they belonged to different worlds with no intersection.
"I'm not here to buy cattle today; I have something else to discuss with you, Boss Ji."
“ Miss Liu, feel free to give any instructions. As long as Ji can do it, I will definitely not refuse.”
Liu Qingxi smiled slightly and raised an eyebrow: “Boss Ji, this is not a suitable place to discuss serious matters. Can’t we go to your home for a chat?”
After all, this matter was significant, and it was indeed not easy for Ji Zhong to give up his long-held beliefs.
People have a tendency to seek comfort and are reluctant to venture into unfamiliar industries, as it feels like starting over; all the efforts previously made seem to burst like bubbles, disappearing without a trace.
Hearing Liu Qingxi's request, Ji Zhong no longer declined. This person was not only prominent in Biqi Town, but also well-known in Linyi County. If they came to find him, perhaps it really meant something.
He could hardly imagine that an accidental business deal three years ago would lead to his extraordinary future.
Meanwhile, Zhang Wuliang arrived at a shop he had specifically set up in Biqi Town, akin to a modern sales office, dedicated to receiving clients interested in building or purchasing homes.
Most of the staff were young people from the village, including both boys and girls, as well as young couples who had started working here two years ago and continued after settling down.
Liu Qingxi's initiative to build houses had resolved the employment issues for thousands of people in Ten Li Eight Villages.
Upon the arrival of the village chief and manager, the young people greeted him respectfully: “Uncle Zhang.”
“Hmm, how is everything going today?” he asked as part of his routine inquiry.
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