Zhang Li looked at the agreement drafted by Yan Fugui, which had the signatures of Director Wang of the street office, Yi Zhonghai, and Zhang Yu as the involved parties.
Of course, there were also the signatures of Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui as guarantors, promising to supervise Yi Zhonghai closely.
Zhang Li looked at it for a long time before carefully setting down the document, "Sister, with this thing, will they in the future?"
"Impossible," Zhang Yu shook her finger, "They don't know how mad they can get now, and they will curse us in all kinds of ways."
"If we ever become soft-spoken, they will absolutely pounce on us and take a bite."
"Xiao Li, no matter how others see us, we must stand tall. We have a house, and when you grow up, you can work at the steel mill too."
"We are stronger than so many others."
"If anyone gives you lip, don't be polite, stand your ground and fight back if you must."
