"Yes!"
Then a few police officers drove away.
"Alright, can you open the door now, kid?"
Zhang Zhanshan walked up to the factory entrance, smiled at Li Xiaobao, making Guo Xiaoman and Luo Yingying, who were behind him, even more surprised.
What was this old man all about? Was he really that powerful?
"What's the story with this old guy?"
The workers who had gathered around also started discussing, not having expected Chang Xiaobing, who seemed so untouchable, to be put in his place by a single sentence from an old man.
"Hehe, thank you!"
Li Xiaobao looked at Zhang Zhanshan, chuckled, then opened the door and invited him into the office.
"Hmm, not bad!"
Zhang Zhanshan nodded as he looked at the newly refurbished office and said, "You kid, starting a factory and not letting us know, why? Were you afraid we'd disturb you?"
"No, you misunderstand, I was just worried about bothering you!"
Li Xiaobao hurriedly served tea to Zhang Zhanshan, saying with a grin.
