In a certain house in the county city.
Nie Huiyang pushed the door open and walked into the courtyard. He said with a serious expression, "Boss, if we don't get a job soon, our Chaoyang Building will be disbanded."
An Shanwu's face was filled with worry. "Every time we get a job, another building team will snatch it away at a lower price. There's nothing I can do now."
Nie Huiyang patted the back of his hand. "Boss, we can't just sit around and wait for death."
An Shanwu looked at Nie Huiyang. "Then do you have any ideas?"
Nie Huiyang avoided his gaze and said without much confidence, "If only I had."
The two of them sighed in unison and fell into sorrow.
Suddenly, a beautiful woman's voice came from outside the door. "Brother Shanwu, Brother Huiyang, are you there?"
The two of them looked up at the door. Then, An Shanwu stood up and walked towards the door happily.
