He genuinely appreciated Jiang Tao and felt happy for the villagers who could benefit.
Jiang Xingguo had been dealing with the village elders all year round.
Watching the village elders holding their meager monthly retirement money, reluctant to eat, reluctant to drink.
That was truly just scraping by life!
Honestly, sometimes he felt uncomfortable watching it.
But he was just a village secretary in a poor and remote small village.
His own monthly salary was only three to four thousand, barely enough to support his family.
He wanted to do good for the villagers, but he didn't have the capacity.
Jiang Tao had the ability, but previously lacked the intention.
Jiang Xingguo couldn't use moral coercion to avoid annoying people.
Now that Jiang Tao took the initiative, he naturally agreed wholeheartedly!
"Brother Xingguo, make a plan for the community dining hall these days and give it to me once it's finished."
