Liu Qingchun’s heart itched, but thinking of the beautiful woman at ho, he gritted his teeth and said,
"I just don’t believe Zhang Xiaoshan’s money can’t run out. Besides, we earn money to marry and have children, to pass on our lineage, right? What’s the use of money if we let won slip away."
"Yeah, that’s right."
Soone chid in.
Zhang Xiaoshan heard everything clearly and imdiately picked up a stack of cash, waving it as he spoke.
"You’re wrong about that. With money, would you still fear a lack of won?"
"Yeah, the village chief is right too. With money, I can buy a flat in the county and properly get a wife."
"I’ll sign."
"I’ll sign too."
So villagers were swayed.
"Hmph, Zhang Xiaoshan, I... I will never submit."
Liu Qingchun left in a huff.
"Hmph."
Zhang Xiaoshan scoffed with disdain.
He never considered Liu Qingchun a worthy opponent.
"Little Shan, Little Shan..."
At that mont, a figure hurriedly rushed into the village office.
It was Su Xiangi.
After being released from the county, she was now helping in the family restaurant.
She was still wearing her apron.
As she ran, her proud bosom trembled and swayed incessantly.
The n in the village all stared, eyes fixed.
Although Su Xiangi was sowhat older, her beauty and figure were still very enchanting.
"Aunt Xiangi, what happened?"
"Little Shan, there’s trouble. Soone ca to make trouble."
Su Xiangi gasped heavily, shaking even more,
Her beautiful face filled with panic.
"Trouble? Who dares to cause trouble in White Dragon Village?"
"I’m not sure, but he isn’t from our village, he’s a boss from outside. The restaurant has been smashed up, and the guests are terrified. You’d better go have a look."
"What? Let’s go."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoshan, unable to contain his anger, hurried towards the family restaurant.
Sure enough, the tents outside the courtyard had been knocked down and the courtyard was overturned.
"Little Shan."
Yu Xiuxiu, who was confronting the newcors, saw Zhang Xiaoshan and imdiately ran over, her face pale with fright.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m here."
Zhang Xiaoshan soothed Yu Xiuxiu’s emotions and then walked towards the main hall.
Inside, at a large round table, sat a pot-bellied man, flanked by two won in tight skirts, dressed very provocatively, serving him on either side, with two rows of bodyguards standing behind him, nearly twenty n in total.
This was a planned confrontation.
"It’s you."
Zhang Xiaoshan imdiately recognized the sleazy fellow.
The owner of the Wanshan Hotel, Lan Dazhi.
"Ha, you kid still recognize ."
"Co, sit down, let’s talk."
Lan Dazhi appeared smugly triumphant, his face bearing a sinister and malicious expression.
"You run to our village, smash my family restaurant, and you want to talk to you?"
"Talk your ass?"
Zhang Xiaoshan couldn’t help but curse aloud.
He was not willing to show even the slightest courtesy towards Lan Dazhi, this despicable man.
The villagers who had run over with Zhang Xiaoshan were also emotionally charged.
After all, their interests were now tightly bound with Zhang Xiaoshan’s.
Smashing Zhang Xiaoshan’s family restaurant was like smashing their livelihoods, and this matter was far from over.
In this mountainous region with its fierce local customs, many villagers had already brought shovels, pickaxes, and sickles.
Moreover, a crowd had gathered, numbering three or four hundred people.
Looking out the window, the crowd was dense, a dark mass swarming.
Lan Dazhi had not expected Zhang Xiaoshan to have such significant influence in the village, and he felt sowhat intimidated for a mont.
"Ha, don’t be hasty, I have sothing to discuss with you."
"That is, I want you to supply goods to my hotel, as much as you have, I’ll buy it all. Let’s prosper together."
"And if I refuse?"
Zhang Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes, staring at Lan Dazhi.
Lan Dazhi sneered.
"Refusing is fine too, you’ve seen for yourself. If you make things difficult for , I won’t make it easy for you. I’ll send my n daily to smash your restaurant, making it impossible for you to operate, and I’ll use herbicide to kill all your fruits and vegetables."
"We’ll all go down together."
"Don’t believe ? Just try it."
"Fine, let’s try."
"Bang."
Zhang Xiaoshan kicked over the table.
A large pot of hot fish soup poured directly onto Lan Dazhi.
"Ouch!"
Lan Dazhi let out a wail.
He thought he had set the stage, playing tough, expecting Zhang Xiaoshan to back down a bit. But he hadn’t expected Zhang Xiaoshan to be so tough, acting without a second word.
"Beat him."
Li Erniu and Wu Biao were the first to charge up.
The villagers also stord in, weapons in hand.
"Ouch, don’t hit, don’t hit..."
The hall imdiately erupted into a brawl.
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