On the second day, Wang Cheng arrived at the Qin Family Village agricultural shop on time early in the morning. Lin Chuxia did a double-take, almost not recognizing him.
Yesterday, he was a greasy mechanic, but today he's tidied up, even shaved his beard and combed his hair.
Though his skin was rough from being battered by wind and sun, his spirit was clearly different from the day before.
"Brother Wang, you are looking sharp."
Lin Chuxia couldn't help teasing him.
Wang Cheng chuckled, "Of course, starting a job can't be the same as setting up a stall on the roadside."
Besides, he was a recruit brought over to the Qin Family Village by Lin Chuxia. Today was his first time meeting the village cadres and the folks of the Qin Family Village, and he certainly didn't want to let Lin Chuxia down.
Lin Chuxia knew Wang Cheng was reliable. She took him to meet with the village chief and some others in charge of the vegetable greenhouses, including four technicians.
