That evening, Chen Mo made several dishes and drank with Chen Hai and Grandpa Yao. Sometimes, that was how relationships grew closer and closer.
"Er Wa, why haven't you been around lately? What exactly have you been busy with? You've got such a huge business here, yet you can't even keep an eye on it?" Chen Hai grumbled as he drank.
Although he did not know how Chen Mo had resolved the previous incident, the whole process had still left Chen Hai feeling uneasy. Especially when several businesses had shut down production, which had worried him for quite some time.
If not for the fact that the inspection team and other relevant departments had stopped causing trouble recently, while the Village Chief and the others had been transferred away and Chen Delin had been restored to his original position, Da Hai and the others would still have been utterly bewildered.
Fortunately, everything had been resolved. Although no one knew what methods Chen Mo had used, it had been settled in the end. This made everyone happy—not just Chen Hai and the others, but also the workers and villagers employed here.
After all, the wages and benefits from working for Chen Mo were very good. Even if they went elsewhere to work as migrant workers, they would not be able to earn this much each month.
This was especially true for people like Chen Jingui, Ma Youwei, and Ding Lanhua. Some were disabled, while others were widows raising children alone; for various reasons, their lives had been difficult. Now that they worked for Chen Mo, their circumstances had gradually improved, and they were beginning to live more comfortably. If this income suddenly disappeared, their families would be thrown back into hardship. Their worries were no less than those of managers like