Li Xiangqian was extremely frustrated, but there was nothing he could do. At that moment, he made up his mind: when the opportunity arose, he would make this brat pay!
Li Long, however, wasn't afraid in the slightest. In this second life, he had never intended to become a worker and live on a government paycheck.
He would save some money now, then contract more land during the first, second, and third rounds of land contracting. Twenty or thirty years later, he could hand the land over to a cooperative and collect a few hundred thousand a year in dividends, spending his leisure time hunting and fishing. What a life!
If he became a worker, he would have to answer to whoever paid him. How could that compare to the freedom he had now?
Li Xiangqian had almost screwed him over once. If he didn't get him back now, was he supposed to play the magnanimous Buddha?
That certainly wasn't who Li Long was!
"I have a Small-Caliber Rifle." Li Xiangqian took a deep breath to steady himself. "If we really get a Mongolian gazelle this time, the rifle is yours. It's been used a few times, but it's practically new."
"Deal." Li Long agreed, then added, "Section Chief Li, you heard from Comrade Chen that I could hunt Mongolian gazelles, didn't you?"
"Yes. How did you know?" Li Xiangqian was a little puzzled.
Li Long smiled without answering the question. Instead, he asked:
"So, Section Chief Li, when are we going hunting?"
"In the next couple of days. Wait for word from me. Once I notify you, come straight to the County Seat."
"All right."
After hanging up, Li Long chatted with Xu Chengjun a little longer, then went home.
Li Xiangqian was still pondering why Li Long had