He did a rough calculation and found that with the costs and expenses subtracted, he could make nearly a hundred thousand every three days from the vegetable patches alone; with the fish pond ready, he would earn even more.
And he still had millions in cash at hand, so he felt no significant pressure about starting a factory or fixing roads for the time being. After all, just keeping the money would achieve nothing, so he might as well continue investing and earn even more.
Seeing she had finally persuaded Wu Xiaoshan, Xin Lei breathed a sigh of relief. She stretched her arms above her waist and said, "Alright, now that it's been decided, let's get started as soon as possible. I'm tired; I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."
Wu Xiaoshan glanced at his cell phone and realized it was already past nine o'clock at night. Seeing Xin Lei's sleepy face, he felt an unexpected twinge of pity.