"Son, tomorrow's the recruitment drive. Come and oversee it. I'm worried your father won't be able to withstand all the social pressures and will casually make exceptions for people."
Mother Jiang said this because she knew her husband's personality all too well.
Jiang Siming nodded after hearing that. It was good for him to oversee things, so his father wouldn't recruit people indiscriminately.
Actually, he didn't need to worry about it. Zhao Xuan and Qin Yiyi had already arranged for people from the company's Human Resources and Technical Departments to be there. They would naturally handle the screening.
It was just that Father Jiang would definitely have to go. Mother Jiang was worried he wouldn't be able to withstand the villagers' pleading and would end up making exceptions.
Once he made an exception, how could the company's employees dare refuse?
After all, he was the chairman's father.
Hearing that his son had agreed, Father Jiang felt much more relaxed. With his son there, he could just run errands.
He was genuinely afraid that the villagers would come begging him. That was what he feared most—his ears were too soft.
Fortunately, Jiang Siming hadn't inherited that trait from him.
"Now that the Planting Base is settled, can our helicopters transport the materials directly?" Zhao Xuan asked.
"Helicopters? Son, you even bought helicopters?" Mother Jiang's ears were remarkably sharp.
Jiang Siming nodded with a smile. "Yes. To make things as fast and convenient as possible for the company and the pharmaceutical factory, we'll arrange for ten helicopters to transport materials back and forth."
Mother Jiang felt even prouder after hearing that. See? Look how capable my son is. He bought ten helicopters in one go. Who has a son as impressive as mine? She practically wanted to plant her hands on her