The Young Man’s Political Strength

The factory area of the new LS slaughterhouse had already exceeded three square kilometers, much larger than some villages and towns.

Looking through the window at the factory that stretched out as far as the eyes could see, Michelle said in a dumbstruck manner with her eyes wide, "T-This is basically a small city!"

"More like a small town. There's no city with its size being only three square kilometers in the US." Zhang Lisheng slowed down and drove through the factory gate.

When the security guard saw the young man's eye-catching Explorer, he quickly put on a serious guarding look. "Good afternoon, Mr. Zhang."

"Good afternoon." The young man pointed at the Dodge and Grand Cherokee behind right away. "These two cars behind are with me, let them in. By the way, is Mr. Charlie at the factory?"

"He's in the new office building, assigning jobs to the new employees." The young security guard answered Zhang Lisheng's questions in detail.