"Village Chief Li, you have to be responsible for delivering these pigs to the slaughterhouse."
Li Yungui shook his head, "Director Wu, you have to find a way yourself. You understand, we're currently in the middle of spring planting and really can't spare a vehicle.
I estimate that both the county and county supply agencies will be visiting the slaughterhouse."
"Okay, I'll call them."
"Director Wu, you send someone over to our village directly to weigh and settle accounts. We probably won't be free until July.
But in half a month, we'll have to go to other places to bring back piglets."
"Alright, no problem."
"Thanks for understanding, Director Wu. There will definitely be no shortage of pork supply for you."
"Now I can rest assured."
Everyone is astute. How Wu Qiang makes arrangements is his business, but once the pigs are taken away, payment must be made. It's all worry-free.
"Tomorrow I'll send someone over. Roughly one pig every two days."
