"It's like this, you see, Director Han said he wants to eat fresh pork offal. Next time you go to Nandu Medical University to buy pigs, remember to pick up one for us as well. The bill goes on Director Han's tab. What do you think, is that okay?" Dean Xia shifted the responsibility onto Director Han.
What's going on? Didn't everyone just say they wanted to eat pork offal? Why is it just me now? Director Han was utterly confused and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"That's not a problem at all. Not just one pig; I would take care of even ten pigs if necessary."
Yang Ping couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. They really did want to eat pork offal; it wasn't just talk. However, to have a leader so generous as to allocate an entire building for raising pigs was probably unheard of anywhere else in the country. What's a bit of pork offal? He wouldn't mind eating it every day.