Lin Jinyue's entire family transmigrated. They started in hell mode, with a three-year drought and war. During their escape, her mother and brother fell into a coma, and Lin Jinyue nearly becam...
Lin Jinyue was completely speechless.
The young masters also refused to buy his blind box pens. They told Lin Jinyue, "Sister Yueyue, wait for us at the city gate later. We'll go back first and tell our brothers and sisters not to buy them, and also tell our classmates not to buy them."
Lin Jinyue thanked them.
This infuriated Wu Lao Er.
He has powerful backers and isn't afraid of these young masters at all.
He glared at Lin Jinyue, seemingly harboring some malicious intent.
Ji Zixuan stood in front of Lin Jinyue.
Lin Jinyue pulled him toward the county government office, saying, "Let's go find the county magistrate."
Wu Lao Er scoffed, "Go ahead, go ahead and go find it. Just see if it works. I haven't done anything immoral!"
Ji Zixuan also hesitated to speak.
Reporting this to the authorities is completely useless.
Lin Jinyue went directly to the county government office, where Magistrate Ding was idly writing and drawing.
Lin Jinyue smiled and said, "Uncle Magistrate~"
That slight upward inflection at the end of the note is so pleasant to listen to.
Magistrate Ding smiled and said, "What brings you here today?"
Lin Jinyue: "I'm reporting that there's a vendor at the alley entrance over there trying to evade taxes. Magistrate, you can confiscate all his goods, right?"
Ding Ruiming nodded: "That's right."
Lin Jinyue blinked and looked at him: "Then, how about we go now? Come to my house for hot pot tonight!"
Ding Ruiming immediately ordered two of his men to do it.
Lin Jinyue smiled and said, "Brothers, you should come too!"