Chapter 2101: You Have to Agree No Matter What!
Chapter 2101: You Have to Agree No Matter What!
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
"Isn’t Lingyun Real Estate rich? Weren’t you supposed to be doing charity? Then do it to the end!"
"Yes! Do it to the end!"
The surrounding villagers echoed, their voices loud and their eyes greedy.
"Secretary Zhang, don’t reason with them!" Lin Xiaoyu, who was tied up, shouted anxiously. "The whole village is in cahoots! When we came to investigate, we asked the village chief and the villagers for verification. And they all helped Wang Cuihua lie!"
"What?" Zhang Youting was stunned.
"It’s true!" The female employee beside Lin Xiaoyu cried and shouted. "We’ve checked. Their village has long formed an industrial chain! Wang Cuihua and the younger ones are always taking videos for TikTok and Kuaishou, pretending to be pitiful. They say how poor their families are and scam netizens into giving donations!"
"The money they swindled would be divided among the entire village!"
"When internet celebrities and entrepreneurs come to visit, the whole village will act together! The old man pretended to be sick, the child pretended to be hungry, and the house would look deliberately dilapidated...When they get a large donation, they’ll split the money together!"
"They don’t work at all. They rely on this to make a fortune!"
Zhang Youting was stunned.
She looked at the villagers around her. They were dressed in tattered clothes, their faces were sallow and thin, and they did look like poor people. But in their eyes, there was no numbness or despair brought about by poverty. There was only greed, cunning, and arrogance.
"You-" Zhang Youting was trembling with anger. "Are you still human? The goodwill of the entire society is wasted by people like you!"
"Goodwill?" Wang Cuihua sneered. "How much is that thing worth? Can it be used as food or money?"
She took two steps forward and pointed at Zhang Youting’s nose. "I’m telling you, you have to agree to what happened today, no matter what!"
"Why don’t you sign it now and admit that you’re willing to build houses for us? Then, you’ll compensate each of us with 100,000 yuan for psychological damage!"
"Or..." Wang Cuihua’s voice suddenly turned cold. "I’ll sell all of you to Myanmar!"
The surrounding villagers approached.
Kitchen knives, hatchets, and axes were glistening coldly in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Zhang Youting’s face turned pale. She subconsciously took out her phone. "I... I’ll call the police!"
"Call the police?" Wang Cuihua laughed wildly. "Go ahead! Feel free to call!"
She looked around at the surrounding villagers and raised her voice. "There are 70, 80 of us here, old and young altogether. You’ll call the police? So what if they come? So they’ll arrest one or two of us?"
"I’m telling you, the law doesn’t punish the masses!"
"Unless you have connections that allow you to send the military, otherwise, the police station in town won’t dare to do anything!"
Her words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Zhang Youting’s head.
Zhang Youting’s fingers trembled slightly as she held her phone.
She had to admit that Wang Cuihua was telling the truth.
In such a remote mountain village, everyone in the area had banded together to act shamelessly. When ordinary police came, they indeed did not dare to force their way through. If there was a group incident, no one could bear the responsibility.
"The law doesn’t punish the masses?" Ye Feng, who had been silent all this while, suddenly laughed.
His laugh was very soft, but in this quiet adobe house, it was exceptionally clear.
"What are you laughing at?" Wang Cuihua frowned at him.
Ye Feng ignored her as he took out his phone and dialed a number.
The call went through very quickly.
"Hello, Big Brother Zhao." Ye Feng’s voice was very calm. "I am in the mountainous area to the northwest of Yangcheng. I encountered something."
"Yes, it’s the charity project of Lingyun Real Estate."
"There’s a village here. There are about 70 to 80 people in the village. They’ve ganged up to scam and kidnap us. They even said they wanted to sell us to Myanmar."
"Yes, they all have weapons in their hands. Kitchen knives, axes, and so on."
"Alright, I’ll wait for you."
Ye Feng disconnected the call and kept the phone, looking at Wang Cuihua.
"You just said," he said slowly, enunciating each word, "that the law does not punish the masses?"
Wang Cuihua suddenly had an ominous premonition, but she still braced herself and said, "Yes! The law does not punish the masses! If you have the power, call the troops over!"
Ye Feng smiled.
He didn’t say anything. He just pulled on Zhang Youting and retreated to the corner of the adobe house, shielding the three tied-up female employees behind him.
Then, he untied the three tied-up female employees and comforted them softly.
He didn’t care about the dozens of villagers with weapons at all.