Sweet Military Marriage: The Seventies Rugged Man Dotes on His Little Spicy Wife

Born of humble origins, with a wicked stepmother, a cheating husband, and her company stolen, Xu Zhaodi fought alone for most of her life. Just as she finally managed to divorce the scumbag and rec...

Chapter 240: Hit the Snake at its Weak Point

Li Wei and the driver got out of the car, followed by three more people.

The five of them were all wearing black and navy blue Zhongshan suits, with shiny leather shoes on their feet. It was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary people.

Zhang Qiang slowly straightened up.

"Zhi, you are..."

Li Wei was holding a briefcase in his hand. He took two steps forward and said, "Hello, Zhi, we are from the county committee and the township, and we came to your Chenjia Village to handle some matters.

Is your village party secretary here? "

Zhang Qiang thought about what Chen Jianguo said when he came to the Gongqi Brigade the day before yesterday, and wondered if Chen Jianguo really went into the city yesterday?

Is it because Xu Daqiang owes money?

Zhang Qiang thought of this, smiled politely, and said quickly: "Hello, our branch secretary has been busy these days.

Several colleagues followed me into the house first. It was warm inside, with a stove.

Come on, come on, come inside and I'll pour you some hot water."

Li Wei saw that the young man in front of him was good-looking and well-mannered, so he looked at him for a while.

"What's your name? Who are you in the Public Security Brigade?"

Zhang Qiang smiled and said, "Hello, everyone. My name is Zhang Qiang, and I am the captain of the first team of Chenjia Village Public Security Team."

Zhang Qiang?

Is this the person recommended by the monitor?

It looks pretty good.

Zhang Qiang walked in front and welcomed the few people into the house.

As you enter the room, there is a table and two chairs. It is a bit crowded for five people to stand in the room.

Zhang Qiang took a long bench from the corner and wiped the dust off it with his sleeve.

"Please take a seat, my friends. This is the condition of our village. Please don't despise it."

Li Wei said: "No, the public security teams in every village are almost the same."

Zhang Qiang took an enamel pot and poured hot water for several people and placed it in front of them, while he stood aside.

Li Wei said: "Zhang Qiang, right?

We came here because we heard some things about your village. I would like to ask, what kind of person is Xu Daqiang, the party secretary of your village?

I heard that he owes money to many families in your village, why don't you pay it back?"

Zhang Qiang glanced at a few people and pretended to be embarrassed.

Zhang Qiang said: "Leaders, how about I go to the quarry and call Secretary Xu back for you? This is indeed true, but as for the reason, I really don't know.

How about I call Secretary Xu and all the people in the village who are owed money over here, and you can ask them?"

Zhang Qiang knew that he had to hit the snake at its most vulnerable part.

If I just call Xu Daqiang here, and rely on Xu Daqiang's words, I will definitely be forced to do nothing.

So, it’s best to call both parties over.

Li Wei also understood what Zhang Qiang meant and said, "Well, then you should call the villagers first so that we can get to know the situation."

Zhang Qiang was quite emotional. Chen Jianguo had already built the bridge to this extent. If he didn't cooperate, all of Er'er and his gang would have come here in vain.

The party secretary Murakami must be replaced.

People like Xu Daqiang, who can't even read or write, can't tell good from bad, and have done great harm to others.

Zhang Qiang said: "Hey, I'll call someone right now.

Leaders, please sit down and warm yourself by the fire. I will call for help right away."

Zhang Qiang originally wanted to use a loudspeaker to call for help, but then he remembered that Xu Daqiang had been deliberately harassing Chen Baoguo these past two days. If he heard the noise and rushed back early, then these people in the county wouldn't be able to hear what they were supposed to hear.

After giving his instructions, Zhang Qiang strode towards the village.

He ran so fast that he fell on the road, but he immediately got up as if nothing had happened, and without even bothering to brush off the snow on his body, he continued running forward.

Zhang Qiang called several debt collectors in the village and asked one of them to call the others.

These people were all able to speak. They followed behind Zhang Qiang, with their hands in their sleeves, their necks shrunk and their faces displeased.

"Captain Zhang, why are you calling our Public Security Brigade so early in the morning?

That bastard Xu Daqiang won’t pay us back.”

"That's right. I just wanted to have a warm bed. I look forward to winter all year so I can rest and have a good rest. But before I could even finish my sweet dream, you woke me up."

Zhang Qiang was speechless and was too lazy to argue with them.

Indeed, the only time of the year when we can take a break is in winter.

"Someone from the county committee has come. They know that Xu Daqiang owes you money, so they must be here to investigate.

Whether you can get your money back is up to you.”

When these people heard this, their faces suddenly became nervous.

“Is this true or false?”

"It must be true."

“Hey, I thought there was no hope of getting this money back, but it looks like there is still hope of getting it back.

Go, go, go, go faster, I want to tell the truth and tell you all the shameless things Xu Daqiang did. "

These people suddenly became interested and walked faster than Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang said: "Whether you want to get your money back this time is up to you."

These people said, "Thank you, Captain. I'll treat you to a cigarette when you get back."

Zhang Qiang said, "That's not necessary. At the beginning of the new year, just stop wasting time and go to work in the fields."

The alley was filled with the sounds of these people talking and laughing.

Soon, these people arrived at the public brigade.

The house was small to begin with and couldn't accommodate so many people at once, so Zhang Qiang asked them to enter in pairs.

As soon as these people came in, they started talking about these bad things.

"Leader, you don't know, Xu Daqiang is a piece of shit. When he asked us to borrow money, he treated us like a grandson. After he lent us the money, he never paid it back.

Later we became grandchildren, and we begged them for money, saying everything we could to get them to pay us back, but they just wouldn't.

Guess what people say, is it easy for me to be your party secretary? Isn’t it reasonable for me to charge you some hard work fee?

They simply didn’t return it.”

"Yes, yes, that's right. Do you think it's easy for us rural people to save 70 or 80 yuan a year?

You don’t know what kind of despicable things they are capable of.”

“That’s right, everyone in the village can testify to this.

This book is really useless. He only thinks about his family all day long.

Having a pair of eyes makes him like a blind man, and many young people in the village have to work in the quarry in the middle of winter.

People in other villages have taken a break, but people in our village are still working like slaves.”

“That’s right…”

This group of people were very resentful. As soon as Li Wei entered the room, he didn't even need to ask any questions. They just started talking a lot, one after another, with saliva flying everywhere.

Zhang Qiang was listening at the door and couldn't help but pick his ears.

These should be enough for Xu Daqiang to bear.

A few more people came later and said the same things.

The more Li Wei listened, the gloomier his expression became.

The emperor is far away and the mountains are high. I never thought that a small party secretary could cover the sky with one hand.

Fortunately they came today.

After these people finished speaking, Li Wei asked them to write a certification document each. Everyone who came was illiterate. Those who knew their own names were considered literati, and only a few could write their names.

Finally, after everyone's consent, Zhang Qiang wrote one for them. Everyone signed their names on it. Those who couldn't write their names had Zhang Qiang sign on their behalf, and finally they pressed their own red fingerprints.