Wang Fugui's lackeys were rubbing their hands in anticipation, yelling obscenely, "Village Chief, why waste time talking to him? Just destroy this shabby place and see if he dares to act so arrogantly!"

A guy with a scar on his face even picked up a wooden stick and pretended to rush towards Chen Changyuan.

Chen Changyuan didn't even raise his eyelids. He slowly pulled out a stack of papers from his pocket, shook them, and spoke in a tone as cold as winter ice: "Wang Fugui, do you really think you're the local emperor of Qingshui Village? I've got a record of how much money you've embezzled from medicinal herbs, how much you've falsely reported, and how much of the villagers' hard-earned money you've withheld over the years. Do you want to take a look at the rules and regulations in this account book? Are they enough to send you to jail for life?"

When Wang Fugui heard this, his face changed immediately and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He forced himself to shout, "You're talking nonsense! I'm a man of integrity, and you think you can scare me with a few pieces of paper? I think you're tired of living!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, his hand shook unconsciously, and several lackeys stood there in a daze, looking at each other.

Chen Changyuan snorted coldly and threw the account book to the ground. The pages spread out, and the densely packed numbers and records on it were particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

He took a step forward, approaching Wang Fugui. His voice was deep but chilling, "Scare you? Wang Fugui, do you think you deserve it? I'm telling you, the evidence has already been sent to the county. Can you keep your dirty deeds secret for a while, or forever? If you dare to touch me today, I guarantee you'll be in jail tomorrow!"

Wang Fugui was choked by these words and was speechless. The fat on his face trembled and his eyes were uncertain.

He was just about to bite the bullet and take action when he suddenly heard the roar of a car engine in the distance. Then, several black jeeps drove over at lightning speed, kicking up a cloud of dust.

As the car door opened, Zhang Qinghai got out with several uniformed members of the investigation team, followed by several county leaders, all with grim faces.

When Wang Fugui saw this scene, his calves began to tremble.

He forced a smile and turned to greet her, "Director Zhang, why are you here in person? This... this is a misunderstanding. Chen Changyuan and I were just joking..."

But before he could finish his words, Zhang Qinghai walked up to him with a cold face and raised his hand to interrupt him: "Wang Fugui, stop pretending here. We have all seen your account books, and the evidence is conclusive. The county has decided to open a case against you. From now on, your position as village chief is suspended. Come with us!"

The members of the investigation team stepped forward and surrounded Wang Fugui.

He wanted to struggle, but two burly men had already grabbed his arms and were dragging him towards the car.

Wang Fugui was anxious. He turned around and yelled at Chen Changyuan, "Chen Changyuan, just wait for me! I'll kill you sooner or later!"

But the sound became farther and farther away, and was finally drowned out by the muffled sound of the car door closing.

The yard fell silent. The villagers had gathered at some point, standing in the distance, pointing and talking. Their voices surged like a tide: "Wang Fugui deserved it. We should have known he was no good!"

"Chen Changyuan is such a capable guy! He even brought down the village chief!"

Chen Changyuan ignored those voices, turned his head to look at Zhang Qinghai, and smiled slightly: "Director Zhang, thank you. This time it is thanks to you that you came in time."

Chen Changyuan sent Zhang Qinghai and his group off, his half-serious invitation still ringing in his ears: "Brother Chen, if you have time, come to the county town for a drink and we can have a good chat."

He waved his hand and replied calmly: "Let's talk when we have time."

I turned around and went back to my own yard. I pushed open the old wooden door. The yard was quiet, with only a few chickens clucking and pecking at food in the corner.

In the room, Fang Suxia was sitting on the edge of the kang, wiping her tears with a piece of old cloth in her hand.

Seeing her son come back, she quickly stood up and walked towards him tremblingly, her face full of worry: "Changyuan, how are you? Did Wang Fugui do anything to you?"

She grabbed Chen Changyuan's hand, her eyes were as red as ripe dates, and tears couldn't stop falling.

Chen Changyuan felt warm in his heart, but he forced a relaxed smile on his face: "Mom, don't worry about it. That old man Wang Fugui has been taken away by the people in the county. From now on, our family will no longer have to live under his control."

He gently patted the back of Fang Suxia's hand, his tone a little proud, "This time I've cut off his source of trouble. All his dirty thoughts are gone."

Fang Suxia's tears stopped when she heard this. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She pulled Chen Changyuan's hand and squeezed it hard: "Okay, okay! Mother has finally made it through this life. Changyuan, you are capable, and I am happy for you."

She paused, her voice thick with emotion, "When your father passed away early, we were bullied by those heartless Zhou family members and couldn't even hold our heads up. Now that you've taken care of Wang Fugui, I'm really... really proud!"

When Chen Changyuan heard this, he didn't feel proud at all, but instead felt a sense of bitterness.

In his previous life, he was a coward all his life, and his mother didn't even have a good day before she died. This time when he was reborn, he had already made up his mind to let Fang Suxia live comfortably for the rest of her life.

He looked down at his mother's rough hand, gently held it, and whispered, "Mom, life will be better in the future. Don't worry, I know what's going on."

After comforting Fang Suxia, Chen Changyuan walked alone to the stone bench in the yard and sat down, looking up at the gradually darkening clouds in the sky.

In his previous life, he was a loser who watched his mother being forced to death by the Zhou family. He was also played around by Lin Xiaoya and Zhou Dazhu, and ended up with his family broken up.

Now Wang Fugui has fallen, but this is just the beginning.

The medicinal materials business in Qingshui Village is a lucrative business. Once Wang Fugui leaves, there will definitely be people who will become jealous. He must take this opportunity to seize the initiative.

Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes and a rough plan already came into his mind.

The medicinal materials business in the village cannot be disbanded, someone has to take charge of it, and that person can only be Chen Changyuan.

He stood up, brushed off the dust on his pants, and decided to gather the villagers tomorrow to settle the matter.

The next morning, the old locust tree at the entrance of the village was crowded with people.

Chen Changyuan stood on a tree stump, scratching the ground with a branch in his hand, his voice booming: "Fellow villagers, we all know how Wang Fugui has been embezzling our money for medicinal herbs over the years. Now that he's bankrupt, the medicinal herb business can't stop. I'm thinking of taking over this business in the future. The purchase price will definitely not be lower than the county's, and the accounts will be open. Who sold how much and how much they got will be clearly stated. If you trust me, just say something!"

The people below looked at each other and whispered for a while.