Winter sunlight streamed through the window, dispelling some of the chill. Ang sat behind the long table in the office building, quietly waiting for Dusha, Aisha, and Aida to arrive. A thick stack of documents lay on the table before him, recording the territory's recent construction progress and the state of people's livelihoods. He flipped through the records, considering the territory's future direction.
Before long, footsteps sounded outside. Dusha pushed open the door and entered first, followed by Aisha and Aida. After the three paid their respects to Ang, they stood before the table and waited for his instructions.
Ang raised his head, glanced over them, and said calmly, "Sit down. I called you here today to discuss the arrangements ahead."
Everyone took their seats, and Dusha was the first to report. "My lord, as you instructed, all the craftsmen invited from other places have been sent back to their respective towns. They expressed their gratitude for your arrangements. As for the summer, I will make the arrangements personally and call them back when the time comes."
Ang nodded with a faint smile. "Well done. These craftsmen are vital to the development of our territory, so we must maintain a good working relationship with them. As for construction within the territory, our goal is one thousand homes. At this stage, all 804 resident households have homes, and the houses for the seven newly arrived craftsman families have also been completed. Before spring arrives, we still need to build more than a hundred remaining homes. Dusha, you will continue to be responsible for this. Make sure both the quality and the schedule are guaranteed."
Dusha straightened his back and replied solemnly, "Yes, my lord. I will arrange the manpower as soon as possible and strive to complete the task before spring."