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Fellow villagers:?
They silently gripped the hoes in their hands.
If that Lin guy really told them he was going to use a feigned retreat to secretly cut their pay, they would really kill him with their hoes.
Secretary Lin was speaking passionately when his hand started to hurt terribly. He and Boss Zhang were almost at each other's throats, arguing until their faces were red, their necks were swollen, and their breathing became rapid.
He glanced at the villagers, expecting these foolish fellows to rush up to him with excited expressions, then praise him for his righteousness and selflessness.
Then he took the opportunity to say that his hand was in excruciating pain, and showed them a fracture record, which moved the villagers to tears.
He sneered inwardly. It seemed he had sold everything he owned to pay off his fellow villagers, but little did he know that the money would ultimately come from elsewhere, and he was planning to get it back from them.
We won't accept any melons that aren't good in appearance, or even those that are slightly too small or have unattractive patterns. Are the villagers just going to watch their melons rot? We have to give them all to him, which will cost us a lot of money.
Then we can charge a hefty shipping fee later, and the money will be recouped.
I heard that the bag Xiaodan likes recently costs over a million yuan. She has to get that money back from these villagers.
This year's melon prices have hit a record high, this guy's going to make a killing, and he might even be able to buy Xiaodan that limited edition dress she's been raving about lately.
He was already plotting his next move, but to his surprise, the villagers didn't react at all for a long time. The words he was about to say caught in his throat, leaving him feeling choked up. Secretary Lin Secretary Lin at them and said, "Folks, aren't you happy that we said we'd buy the melons at the old price?"
The villagers smirked, but they were more likely to be happy than happy. They had been kept in the dark the whole time and only now realized they had been swindled out of so much money.
"Secretary Lin, we just checked online and heard that this year's melons are in high demand and short supply. How come it's become that you can't sell them?" the old man who liked to throw rotten melons into the villagers' fields said calmly.
Secretary Lin:?
Damn it, when did these stupid, uncultured villagers become smart and start looking things up online?
"This variety is different. Their variety looks like a high-end product. Our melons are nowhere near as good as theirs." He started lying through his teeth.
His gaze darted around, then settled on Song Shiwei and the others who were live-streaming and watching the drama unfold.
He walked up excitedly and pulled Song Shiwei close. "You guys are here to film a variety show in the village, right? You've seen the world, so tell me, isn't this price reasonable? I'm even losing money myself, but I won't say anything. It's all for the people."
Suddenly pulled aside, Song Shiwei looked puzzled. "Losing money? Weren't you planning to make money to buy another Land Rover?"
Secretary Lin:?
This woman looks worldly; could it be that these women instigated these idiots to say the price was too low, and the villagers believed her, thus ruining the vegetables?
He frowned, and quickly made a decision: he decided to give Song Shiwei and the others 100,000 yuan, otherwise those few wretched women would definitely ruin his business.
He smirked and quickly dragged Song Shiwei aside. "Girl, I know you're here to film a variety show. We're all here to make money, so there's no need for anyone to mess with anyone else. You'll cooperate with me in a scene later, and I'll give you 100,000 yuan."
"Huh? One hundred thousand? Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?" Song Shiwei and said loudly.
[Are you crazy? You want me to do something so heinous for 100,000 yuan? I still want to live a good life, I don't want to!]
Secretary Lin:???
That's insane! Is she shouting so loudly because she wants everyone to know?
Just as he was about to cover Song Shiwei's mouth, Song Shiwei suddenly took off running, directly in front of the villagers, and shouted, "Everyone, your village secretary wants to give me 100,000 yuan to cooperate with him. What am I supposed to cooperate with him for?"
After saying that, she mentally cursed this so-called Secretary Lin, [cooperating with what? Of course, it's cooperating with him to drive down the price of watermelons so he can make money to buy his beloved Xiaobao bags and Land Rover. 100,000 yuan, this corrupt official is really willing to spend money.]
Xu Zizhen, Xi Zining, and Jiang Zhuxin were all on the verge of losing their composure. As expected of Song Shiwei, she didn't hold back at all. The village secretary must be sweating buckets now, right?
Jiang Zhuxin pretended to be clueless and said loudly, "Cooperate with what? I want to know too. You think we can get 100,000 yuan just for cooperating? Secretary Lin, it's not fair of you to ask us to cooperate with you."
Xu Zizhen and Xi Zining quickly chimed in, "That's right! Our teamwork is top-notch too, Secretary Lin, we also want to earn 100,000 yuan."
The members of the production team standing to the side were also eager to try. This was 100,000 yuan, and it was 100,000 yuan that had been taken from corrupt officials. Every extra penny was a bonus.
Secretary Lin clenched his fist tightly in anger, but forgot that his hand was broken. The pain almost made him faint, and it took him a while to come to his senses.
He gritted his teeth and glanced at Song Shiwei and her three companions, a sense of foreboding washing over him. Were these women here to cause trouble?
The villagers stared at him intently. He was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely, but he could only swallow his anger and say, "I saw that you were working so hard filming a variety show to promote our watermelons from Qingyuan Town, so I personally took out 100,000 yuan to give you as a reward for your hard work."
"Huh? Is it 100,000 yuan per person?" Song Shiwei asked deliberately.
[He just took 100,000 yuan like that. Who knows how much money this corrupt official has embezzled from the villagers? And his wife is incredibly unlucky; lying in a hospital bed, she's still being used by her husband, and she's left with huge debts before she dies. It's such a pitiful story for such a good woman.]