Zhang Laicai learned from Li Xiaobao's experience in planting Ginseng. He felt that since Li Xiaobao had been to school before and, at the very least, had a higher level of education than him, he must have many ways to get rich.
Instead of letting Li Xiaobao make all the money, it was better for him to occupy the two mountain peaks first and follow in Li Xiaobao's footsteps to get rich.
Li Xiaobao was aware of Zhang Laicai's thoughts, but he wasn't about to fall for that trick. The sickle in his hand shimmered coldly as he was about to chop Zhang Laicai down.
"Stop!" At this moment, Zhang Shan came out from the office. Seeing the door of the finance room already in tatters, he couldn't help but frown.
"Village chief, you're finally here. Your son-in-law is something else; he wants to chop me down!" Zhang Laicai exclaimed as if he had seen a savior, immediately hiding behind Zhang Shan.