The last stop on Li Long's inspection tour was the company where Wang Mingjun and the others were stationed.
Six days had passed, and Li Long felt they ought to have a truckload of big brooms ready. So when he drove over in his Jeep, he brought a big truck from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative along, planning to send the brooms they collected straight to the cooperative.
Although Li Long still had his doubts about Wang Mingjun's boast, he was willing to give it a try and see what came of it. Even if Wang Mingjun had only made a thousand big brooms, he would accept that. One truck might not even hold them all.
When the Jeep and truck entered the company headquarters courtyard, Li Long saw the mountain of big brooms piled in the big courtyard, and his jaw nearly dropped!
How had they worked so fast?
Judging by what he had seen while inspecting the villages over the past two days, that pile contained at least three thousand big brooms, if not five thousand!
It really was like a small mountain!
Neither Wang Mingjun nor Zheng Xiangyang was at headquarters. The company clerk knew Li Long, and after greeting him, hurried off to fetch them.
Before long, Wang Mingjun and Zheng Xiangyang, who had been making rounds of the company workers' homes, hurried back.
The astonishment on Li Long's face gave Wang Mingjun's vanity an enormous boost. He said with a smile:
"Xiao Long, what do you think? Enough for you? That truck of yours won't hold them all!"
"It certainly won't. You've worked so fast! This really took me by surprise! How many are there?"
"Thirty-seven hundred!" Zheng Xiangyang said happily too. "How's that? Plenty, right?"
It certainly was plenty.
Li Long went over and