Wei Dabao was so angry he felt a pain in his chest!
His chest kept heaving, "And what about the pig? You, a dignified County Magistrate, raising pigs, how do you explain that?"
"Hahaha..." Luo Hai laughed. He turned his head and pointed to Han Lei, looking innocent, "The county and my niece have partnered to open a restaurant in the county town called Tongfu Building, Mr. Wei knows this!"
"What does that have to do with pig farming?" Wei Dabao pressed further.
Luo Hai had a natural expression, "Mr. Wei, haven't you noticed that all the ingredients in Tongfu Building are made from pork? If we don't raise pigs, where would all those ingredients come from?"
"Oh dear! My poor heart!"
Hearing Luo Hai's explanation, Wei Dabao clutched his chest with one hand and pointed at Luo Hai with the other, too furious to say a single word.
The "Great Treasure Trove" he had been yearning for was nothing more than filthy, smelly pigs and crops.
