None of us were kindergarten kids. You couldn't settle something based on just two or three sentences.
Li Bai wasn't about to go along with the other man's words and slap his chest, promising everything on the spot. If he did, he'd either be taken for an idiot or a con man. It would be laughably naive.
Lu Li, who was receiving the Medical Team, took it in stride. He probably knew that pressing for every last detail could easily ruin a conversation, so he didn't push. Instead, he smiled, took out a business card, and handed it over. "I don't know what to call you. If you come across any opportunities or projects, please don't forget about me."
For the sake of their poverty-alleviation record, almost all the government workers were giving it their all. They wouldn't pass up even the slightest opportunity.
"Of course, of course. I'm Li Bai, a psychiatrist."
Li Bai exchanged a few pleasantries with him, and they got to know each other a little better.
After the Coaster Public Service Vehicle left the airport, they found a breakfast stall in the suburbs of Jinzhu City and stopped for a quick meal.
They still had a long way to go, so there was no point worrying about whether the food was fancy. Rice noodles, mixed noodles, glutinous rice, steamed buns, and pan-fried fermented tofu—anything that filled their stomachs would do.
The Medical Team members had just gotten off the plane and weren't very hungry. Some still had the late-night snack bread handed out by the flight attendants, which they could eat on the way if they got hungry.
The red-eye tickets, booked to save public funds, inevitably left them feeling tired.
The bumpy ride was exhausting, and it also made them hungry faster.
After breakfast,