Fang Zhitong: "..."
Though what he said wasn't wrong, was it really okay to call it out directly?
After the pork was delivered, Lin Qingmu drove Uncle and the others back to the brigade.
With so much money in hand, they couldn't rest easy until they hurried back to distribute it among the members.
Lin Qingshan gave Fang Zhitong and the others a look that said "see you later" and drove off.
The drivers from the transport team watched the car disappear into the distance.
As soon as those who delivered the gifts left, the drivers immediately became spirited.
A skinny driver hugged three pounds of pork as if it were dearer than his own wife.
"Let's all head home, too. With so much meat, we can finally fill our bellies tonight."
He said the words with such unworthy eagerness that he even slurped his saliva.