He was happy for a moment, then worried, "How am I going to get along with everyone in the future?"

Li Xiangdong could not answer this question.

How to get along with others was a lesson Qian Hanzhong needed to learn.

Although there was no gunfire and the common people did not feel anything special during this battle, Yanjing (Beijing) attached great importance to it.

Yu Shi and his entourage hurriedly left with all the materials and the $900,000 handed over by Li Xiangdong.

Li Xiangdong knew that this was also a landmark event that would rewrite history.

However, what happened afterward was beyond his control.

The clivia that Qian Shiren bought was confiscated and auctioned off at a low price.

As a result, a massive influx of clivia plants flooded the market, causing the already depressed prices to plummet even further, with prices experiencing a dramatic drop.

Looking at the remaining $100,000, Zhou Hongsong was still somewhat dissatisfied.

"We've been working on this for so many years, and we've already given away the lion's share! $100,000 is way too little!"

Li Xiangdong said, "That's quite a lot. This money can be exchanged for 1.3 million RMB on the black market!"

However, Li Xiangdong did not exchange all the money.

The portion allocated to Chen Zaohua, Guo Haiguang, Li Jinshan, Zhou Hongsong, Guo Yuxi, and Li Guoqing was, according to their wishes, either in RMB or in green paper.

The villagers didn't recognize US dollars. Looking at the stack of colorful banknotes, Guo Yuxi's mother clicked her tongue and said, "This looks just like the paper money your second uncle used to burn!"

Guo Yuxi carefully hid the US dollars.

Good heavens, I hope his mother doesn't burn this huge stack of money for the ancestors during the Qingming Festival!