Chapter 81 I Don’t Believe I Can’t Control You



In fact, Park Chengrui and Xu Cuihua didn't need to do anything. The supply and marketing cooperative in the village didn't sell cloth, and all the remaining cloth was distributed to the educated youth.

The educated youth took the initiative to move all the cloth onto the truck, leaving behind a pile of bills and money.

Zhang Hongcheng also forced Park Chengrui and Xia Juan to count the money and tickets together, and then issued a receipt to Xia Juan before jumping on the truck and driving away.

......

"Softie!"

Park Sung-rui was kicked down by his father-in-law, which scared Park Sung-rui's wife so much that she screamed in fear.

Tong Quanliang's face was dark and he was furious.

He had promised these cloths to many families in the clan. It concerned his prestige and voice, so he really couldn't calm down.

"What the hell are those cloth coupons?! Tell me!"

"Dad, those cloth coupons are real! I've looked carefully, and our family's cloth coupons are still there, exactly the same!"

Tong Quanliang walked around the room several times. He knew that although his son-in-law liked to take advantage of others, he would never dare to cause such a big trouble.

Where did so many cloth coupons come from?

The new accountant Tong Quanshan kept his head down and remained silent until his brother suddenly grabbed him by the collar.

"Second brother, you're responsible for printing the tickets..., tell me!"

Tong Quanshan stammered, "I only printed a little over twenty copies... Someone must have secretly printed more..."

"ND, I told you to find a regular unit to print it, but who did you find?"

"Brother, didn't you say you'd ask someone to go to the workshop privately to help print it? Otherwise, if we go through the formal channels, our tickets will be recorded on file, and a receipt will be issued."

Tong Quanliang was filled with hatred, but he did not suspect the educated youth and Zhang Hongcheng. He just thought that he was being tricked by someone he knew.

"Dad, what should we do with the votes in the villagers' hands?"

"Don't worry! Make them return them immediately. If that Zhang guy finds out, it'll be a disaster! There were only forty-three tickets in total, and they found nearly a hundred. Is it going to be you or me?"

"Brother, we can't just let this go!"

"Forget it? Haha, go tell Lao Fan that this spring, not a single grain of wheat seed in the warehouse can be given to the educated youth!"

"What if the higher-ups ask?"

"Ask? Hahaha, then let Lao Fan give them those old grains. A bunch of city kids, do they know what seeds and grain are?!"

"I just don't believe I can't control a little guy like you?!"

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