When Yield Falls Short, Make Up for It with Numbers

"Not bad. To recognize one's mistakes and correct them is a virtue beyond measure. With executives like you at Green Shade Culture, the future looks bright."

Liu Zheng said with a gratified expression.

"Mr. Liu, you flatter me. What kind of executive is an associate director like me?"

Associate Director Li said with a bitter smile.

"You aren't one now, but you will be later. Last time, I helped your company eliminate so much bad currency. It's about time good currency like you rose to the top."

He said it bluntly.

"Mr. Liu, let's discuss some things privately. Some people might feel uncomfortable hearing them."

Associate Director Li said with a smile.

"Then they should listen more. The more they listen, the more comfortable they'll get."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

However, he did not continue. Some things only needed to be hinted at.

"The company would like to entrust you with finding that mother and daughter. The company can guarantee that as long as they cooperate, no violence will be used against them, and their future lives will be provided for."

Associate Director Li said.

Clearly, this generous condition had only been offered because of Liu Zheng.

"Can't take it."

Liu Zheng shook his head.

"It's not that I'm refusing to give you face, nor am I putting on airs. I really don't have the time. There are still commissions from City Hall, Sewer, Cemetery, and Restaurant that I can talk about, and even more that I can't."

"Without exaggeration, even a department head at City Hall might not be as busy as I am. I'm earning cabbage money while worrying about white-dragon problems."

He sighed.

"Does Mr. Liu like cabbage? I happen to have a relative who grows vegetables outside the city. I'll have him pick the best ones