Chapter 384
Song Shiwei and the others immediately climbed out of the melon patch. He Qinfeng and the director grabbed Yang Zhenye from both sides, like dung beetles seeing a ball of dung, holding on tightly.
"Boss Yang, you're such a kind person! My family owns 100 acres of land, can I take 200 bags?"
"Boss Yang, my family owns 200 mu of land. Can I buy 500 bags?"
Yang Zhenye glanced at the two young men, a calculating glint in his eyes. These two might become a useful tool for him.
He narrowed his eyes, then immediately agreed in a strong voice, "Sure, sure, of course! As long as you properly guide your fellow villagers to fill out the forms, I'll give you three bags of fertilizer per acre."
No sooner had Yang Zhenye finished speaking than He Qinfeng and the director, two shameless individuals, seeing that Yang Zhenye had relented, made another request, "President Yang, just take care of this for us! You give us five contracts per acre, and we'll handle it perfectly for you."
After they finished speaking, Yang Zhenye's face twitched, a hint of helplessness on his face, but these two were just too difficult to deal with.
Yang Zhenye could only nod helplessly, "Alright, you guys get it sorted out first."
Their shameless words left Song Shiwei and the others speechless.
But then I thought, you have to be shameless to get freebies!
Today they're going to take their shamelessness to the extreme.
"President Yang! Can we have five packages too?" Song Shiwei and the others said excitedly. "We'll bring all our people with us later! President Yang, you can't treat us unfairly!"
They were all so enthusiastic, which made Yang Zhenye very happy. "Okay, as long as you help me get this done, I definitely won't treat you unfairly."
With the help of this group, taking over the Fengquan Village would be a piece of cake.
He knew that the director and deputy director of the demolition office were two useless incompetent fools! All they did was make excuses, saying that the villagers were not cooperating, and that they felt like a bunch of troublemakers who would beat people up. The fruit and pots and pans he bought were all smashed.
He was furious when he heard the news. They couldn't even handle such a small matter, and he had to take matters into his own hands.
He thought it would be very difficult, but things progressed so smoothly.
I'm firing all of them when I get home today; they're a complete bunch of useless trash.
He pushed up his glasses, about to say something in a pretentious tone, when he realized he seemed to be being led away by two men.
No? He needs to take a car.
He dared to say he wanted to take a car, but to his surprise, the next second Song Shiwei and the others excitedly got into his Audi.
"Wow, this car is so comfortable! This is the first time in my life I've ever ridden in a car like this, waaaaaah!"
"Oh, can I sleep up there? It's so comfortable, it really is a luxury car."
Song Shiwei and the others groped and rubbed their dirty hands all over his car like country bumpkins, their muddy shoes stepping on his expensive leather seats.
Yang Zhenye's heart was bleeding! These country bumpkins, did they even know what this was?! They were just touching it like that.
If they damage his car, they couldn't afford to pay for it even if they sold it.
He was about to walk over and pull the people down when, just as he was about to stick his head inside, his head nearly got caught in the closing door.
Startled, he quickly pulled his head back.
Song Shiwei and the others secretly laughed to themselves their whole lives. Serves them right!
"Hey, Boss Yang, are you alright? Your car is so nice, why don't we take a ride? You can walk." Yang Jiayu rolled down the back window and said shamelessly.
Song Shiwei glanced at Yang Zhenye silently, and then spoke up at the opportune moment, "Boss Yang will definitely agree, right? Boss Yang is such a good person."
With this huge accusation pinned on him, Yang Zhenye could only manage a forced smile, looking as if he'd swallowed a fly, and say, "Yes, you can sit down, I can walk."
His voice was almost clenched through gritted teeth, even carrying a hint of threat, but Song Shiwei and the others acted as if they hadn't heard him, smiling broadly as they said, "Thank you so much, Boss Yang. It's about ten kilometers from here to our village committee. Boss Yang is so considerate of us, he's such a kind person."
"What did you say? Ten kilometers?" Yang Zhenye's face immediately contorted with shock, and he said incredulously.
Song Shiwei and the others didn't want to pay him any more attention, so they quickly rolled up the car windows and pretended to be dead.
He Qinfeng smirked, grabbed Yang Zhenye's arm, and said with a grin, "President Yang, it's only ten kilometers, no big deal. You're here for charity; you want to get to the grassroots and understand our lives."
"Don't you want to?"
After He Qinfeng finished speaking, the director and He Qinfeng both looked at Yang Zhenye with resentment, their eyes seeming to say that Yang Zhenye's refusal to leave meant he lacked sincerity.
Yang Zhenye felt a chill run down his spine from their stares, but thinking of the bigger picture, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Of course not! Of course I'm willing! I came here to thoroughly understand your suffering; I'm here to save you."
After he finished speaking, He Qinfeng and the director's expressions finally changed, and they looked at him with relaxed expressions. "I knew Boss Yang was a great guy. Let's get going."
After saying that, he grabbed Yang Zhenye and excitedly walked forward. Yang Zhenye couldn't keep up with their pace and fell flat on his face. He Qinfeng and the director almost laughed themselves to death.
The next second, they frantically tried to help Yang Zhenye up, but unexpectedly, both of them walked to one side, accidentally kicking Yang Zhenye into the ditch.
Seeing Yang Zhenye grimacing in pain, they almost felt a surge of pleasure inside. After a while, they reluctantly went downstairs to help Yang Zhenye up.