Time flew by quickly, and the season for spring plowing had arrived. Shen Yunfang, the boss who had enjoyed a year's vacation, finally returned to take charge of the farm.
"Sis-in-law, I'm finally seeing you in person," Zhang Chunwang said upon seeing Shen Yunfang, wiping away his pent-up tears. Being just a worker, he had endured a tough year; he had not even taken a break on New Year's Eve. Fortunately, his wife pitied him and specifically came by train to see him, bringing him the warmth of family, otherwise, he would have long since given up and quit.
"You're already a father yourself, why are you still so clingy? If there's something to discuss, we could have just talked over the phone. No need for me to come here," Shen Yunfang didn't give him any face. She thought to herself, did he think his five thousand yuan was so easy to earn? Without squeezing out his last drop of sweat, how could she become a great capitalist?