Ye Xin looked a bit disheveled, wearing a vest that seemed to have been bleached by the sun. And his... shoulders! His shoulders were strong and he was carrying four or five bags of cement on them.,Ye Xin let out a wry smile, then rummaged through the garbage bag.,"No problem, but don't dawdle! You still have a whole truckload of cement to move. If you delay things, the foreman will scold you again," the old man reminded him.。