The village’s wise woman was well-known to everyone.
She was soone who could converse with the dead, and if she claid to see a dark aura surrounding this girl, didn’t that imply that the girl had been followed by so unclean presence?
If that were true, dealing with her could risk attracting those unclean things to themselves.
Villagers who had signed up began whispering among themselves, debating whether they should sell or not.
"If you ask , we’d better skip it this ti. Sister Wu rarely tells lies, and if she’s speaking up today like this, there must be a reason. Everyone, don’t forget, Sister Wu can talk to the dead. Maybe she can see those unclean presences. I’m sure Sister Wu is right."
"But if we miss this opportunity, we might not get another chance like this. Have you heard what Zhao Youqian said? If we establish a partnership with the factory, they will consider our village first whenever they need sweet potatoes. If you offend them this ti, they may not co back."
For a mont, all eyes turned to Uncle Dog, eager to hear his opinion.
"Whether you sell or not is up to you, but I’m definitely going to sell," Uncle Dog was about to continue when soone from the village tugged at his clothes, the sa villager who had accompanied him to Zhao Hu’s house previously.
"Brother Dog, rember what happened last ti at Zhao Hu’s house? We were all outside, and that woman managed to beat those n so badly they were picking up their teeth, plus there were snakes. Don’t you think the arrival of those snakes was too strange? Brother Dog, I think Sister Wu’s words make sense. Maybe there is sothing evil about her. This could affect the fortune of our whole village. You really need to think this through."
"Yes, Brother Dog, this isn’t just about our own family, it involves everyone in the village. We all need to be extra careful."
Zhao Youqian wished he could find a hole to crawl into as he listened to the villagers’ discussions.
What were the fellow villagers doing, cutting off their own path to wealth?
"President Su, I’m sorry. You are my guest, and yet the villagers have treated you like this. President Su, rest assured, I’ll handle this," Zhao Youqian said with profound apologies standing before Xiaofeng.
President Su was his invitee, and now the villagers were making such unpleasant remarks. Fortunately, Su had a good temperant and didn’t stoop to their level. If President Su got angry and left, that would be a real problem.
"Youqian, I can refuse to do business this ti, but the way your villagers are speaking about is making very uncomfortable. If they can’t give a satisfactory explanation, I think it will be impossible for to do business with the villagers in the future," she admitted that she was not soone from this era.
Since her arrival, she hadn’t noticed bringing anyone bad luck, so today’s words from the wise woman felt like a personal attack to her.
"President Su, leave it to ," Zhao Youqian patted his chest, then turned to address the villagers: "Folks, let’s calm down and listen to first.
"We all know the situation in our village. Without going too far into the past, just take the recent incident, a few months ago, when I took a group to work at the factory. One of them had his hand crushed by the machinery. That Heixin Factory refused to compensate, and we all chipped in for the dical expenses, but it was hardly enough.
That’s when we encountered a benefactor. Thanks to this benefactor, we not only received compensation from the factory but also received treatnt in a top-level hospital. Most importantly, the rest were arranged to work at her factory. Would you like to know who this benefactor is?"
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