Morning.
It was not yet ten.
The open-air venue in the county Party school compound was already more than half full. Fifty or sixty investors arrived one after another, all present.
"Director Zhang, you're here?"
"I am, haha."
"Please come inside. Your speech draft..."
"Hm? What speech draft?"
"Didn't I tell you a few days ago?"
"Oh, the speech on behalf of the investors? Why would I need a draft? Do you think your Sister Zhang can't handle it?"
"Not at all, haha. I was just asking. All right, please take a seat inside."
"Sure. Just have someone give me a heads-up before it's my turn to speak."
"Got it." Key guests had to be properly received, so Dong Xuebin quickly had one of the county staff temporarily assigned to them escort Director Zhang inside. Then he greeted the foreign investors behind her. "Matt, hello. How are you feeling? Is your stomach all right now?"
Matt only understood the less-than-standard "hello" and blinked in confusion.
A Hua man beside him smiled and translated Dong Xuebin's words for Matt.
"※￥￥###@!" Matt gave Dong Xuebin a bear hug and rattled off a string of English.
Naturally, Dong Xuebin could not understand him. The Hua man finally translated for him. "Matt says he's fine now, and he wants to thank you, County Chief Dong. If you hadn't carried him downstairs by yourself that day and stayed with him at the hospital until late at night, he doesn't know what he would have done. Matt is very grateful. He also says he really admires your arm strength. At over three hundred pounds, he's not someone an ordinary person could carry, but you lifted him with one hand that day. Not just Matt—quite a few of us who were there were shocked too." After saying