Through the joint efforts of the villagers of Shangshui Village, the village has a brand new look. Now we are just waiting for the village accountant to withdraw the money to implement the next plan.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, the village accountant Wang Cheng came into the village committee sweating profusely. Before anyone could ask him about the situation, he stamped his feet and cursed, "Those bastards in the Finance Office made me wait in the office for a whole day, and then their director Mao Xiaojun simply said that he had no money and sent me away! Isn't this... just playing tricks on us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

"We knew the provincial party committee's research team would come in two days, but they said they would not give us the money until a month later. Isn't this making things difficult for us in Shangshui Village?"

"What should we do now that we have no money? The people will not accept empty promises. If they don't receive tangible support, they will not say a good word about us officials in front of the research team!"

"Village Chief Li, you're coming back with a bad check, which has caused all of us to be so happy for nothing. What should we do now? Are all the support measures we formulated this morning going to be in vain?"

Everyone looked at Li Lin.

Li Lin's face was calm, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry. At first, he was also very surprised why Lu Yuming was so happy to allocate funds this time. Now that he thought about it, he wrote this blank check purely to avoid giving people a chance to criticize him. When the leaders of the research team asked about it, he could easily put the blame for not allocating poverty alleviation funds to Shangshui Village on the township finance office.

"Village Chief Li, can you think of another solution?"

Wang Shengli looked at the silent Li Lin and couldn't help but urge him.

"You guys wait here. Wang Cheng, come with me to the Finance Office again."

After saying that, Li Lin got up and drove to the Finance Office with Wang Cheng.

On the way, Li Lin thought about the whole thing again. Under normal circumstances, the Finance Office dared not refuse the note approved by Lu Yuming, and basically handled it on the spot. This time, it was probably Lu Yuming's secret instruction that Mao Xiaojun lied that he had no money and deliberately made things difficult for Shangshui Village. No, to be precise, it was to make things difficult for him, Li Lin!

If you want to get this money smoothly now, you have to use unconventional means!

Arrived at the Finance Office.

Li Lin and Wang Cheng searched the Finance Office inside and out but didn't see anyone. It was only a little after five o'clock and it was not time to get off work yet. Where could this group of people go?

Li Lin took out his cell phone and dialed Mao Xiaojun's number. After two beeps, the phone came with a prompt tone saying "the other party is busy."

"Fuck, you hung up on me?"

Just when I didn't know how to contact Mao Xiaojun, there was a burst of cheers and clinking of glasses from the cafeteria inside the Finance Office, among which was Mao Xiaojun's voice.

Li Lin did not hesitate and took Wang Cheng to the cafeteria. Wang Cheng was a little timid. He saw that Li Lin looked unhappy and knew that he would definitely fall out with him. As an accountant of the village committee, not even an "official", he would inevitably be humiliated by those people if he followed them...

"Village Chief Li, go ahead. I'll wait for you in the yard." Wang Cheng smiled embarrassedly.

Li Lin nodded at him, "Get the note ready and be ready to withdraw money at any time."

"Okay." Wang Cheng agreed, but secretly complained in his heart, is the director of the Finance Office so easy to talk to? He said it as if it was a sure thing. You are the deputy head of the village, how can Mao Xiaojun listen to you?

Li Lin walked straight to the cafeteria. As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the cafeteria's cook, a middle-aged man with a big head, thick neck and greasy skin.

His face was trembling with anger, and he said to Li Lin impatiently, "Don't you have eyes? Didn't you see the sign at the door saying "Inner Canteen, No Outsiders Allowed"? Get out of here now!"

"I'm Li Lin, deputy head of Weishui Township. I'm here to see Mao Xiaojun. Ask him to come out and see me as soon as possible."

When the cook heard the title of "Deputy Township Chief", his heart suddenly tightened, but he quickly acted indifferent, "What's wrong with being the Deputy Township Chief? I'm just a cook, I don't know anyone! I only recognize our Director Mao, as long as he doesn't say anything, I have the final say in this cafeteria, except for the people from the Finance Office, no one can enter! Get out now, don't make yourself miserable!"

Facing the cook's obstruction, Li Lin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He jumped over him, took two steps forward, and shouted directly into the house, "Mao Xiaojun, you'd better come out quickly, otherwise you will definitely regret not seeing me today!"

Li Lin's shout scared the chef so much that his hair stood on end. If this angered Director Mao, he would have no chance of getting his job as the canteen manager!

The cook stood in front of Li Lin angrily, stretched out his strong arm and grabbed Li Lin's collar, and tried to throw Li Lin out of the cafeteria with one hand.

"Damn it, you dare to come here to cause trouble? I think you are tired of living!"

The cook cursed as he exerted his strength.

Li Lin's face darkened, and he suddenly grabbed the cook's arm with his right hand. He exerted force suddenly, and his five fingers dug into the cook's arm...

"ah!"

The cook screamed and felt as if his arm was clamped by an iron clamp, unable to move at all.

As Li Lin's fingers gradually exerted force, the cook's arm felt like five steel nails were driven into it. The excruciating pain made his tall and strong body suddenly become shorter...

"Stop! Mayor Li, what are you doing?"

Mao Xiaojun couldn't sit still after hearing the noise outside the door, so he walked out.

Following him out were three or four shirtless young men, all of whom were well-known ruffians in the nearby villages.

Li Lin let go of the cook's arm, and the cook collapsed to the ground as if he had been pardoned.

Mao Xiaojun looked at the miserable cook with a livid face. However, due to Li Lin's tough attitude, he did not dare to get angry and could only grit his teeth and sneer.

"Village Chief Li, you are in such a hurry to come to me, is there something wrong?"

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