Zhao Wei said nothing, but wrote a hunting agreement in front of everyone.
These people are all rough and uncultured, completely illiterate, and can only recognize a few words.
Er Laizi and his gang naturally stood on Zhao Wei's side. When they saw this, they immediately cheered him on happily.
"Hahaha... this is real strength. Look at what our Brother Wei did. He did it so beautifully!"
"Jianjun, if you don't want to be a bitch, you'd better fulfill your oath immediately!"
"Yes, hurry up, don't embarrass your Wang family!"
…
Wang Jianjun's face looked very ugly. He had not expected that Zhao Wei, a despised guy, actually had such a trick up his sleeve. For a moment, he was trapped there, unable to get off the face, as if he was being roasted by fire.
Just when he was panicking and thinking about running away, he saw the old village chief suddenly stand up.
"Heh... who knows if what he wrote was some kind of gibberish to fool people!"
After these words were spoken, the crowd stopped shouting, because they were not sure what was written on the piece of paper, and they were not very confident.
Seeing that the situation had stabilized, the old village chief said quickly, "Zhao Wei, our Jianjun was just joking with you. You all grew up in the same village, so don't act on impulse. When the village party secretary comes, I'll ask him to draft a new one for you."
In fact, as the village chief, he would receive official documents from his superiors every now and then, so he could read a few words.
He was a little surprised by Zhao Wei's ability. He had never heard of him being able to read and punctuate before.
But that’s all. Under his nose, Zhao Wei has no chance of suppressing his son.
Wang Jianjun got his father's support, and his back straightened up instantly. He said pretentiously: "Haha... I don't want to hang out with you poor guys. I have more important things to do."
Having said that, he was about to leave with a huge sum of money.
No one dared to stop him, but Zhao Wei was not afraid.
"What? Are you feeling guilty and want to run away?"
"Whether this agreement is valid or not, we will be able to verify its authenticity when the village party secretary comes."
The village party secretary is a poor and lower-middle peasant with a good family background. He is a decent person and has high prestige and strong appeal in the village.
The people of Yushutun are relatively honest and harmonious, and a large part of the credit goes to this man.
The old village chief grinned with his big yellow teeth and smiled silently.
The village party secretary went to another commune to attend a meeting early in the morning, so it would be strange if he could come.
Erlaizi's people quickly passed the news back, and everyone looked at Zhao Wei in confusion.
"Or... forget it. We won't go into the mountains with you. Just pretend we never mentioned it."
"This is such an ugly thing. We have offended the village chief's family. Who knows how much trouble we will have to endure in the future."
"Besides, the arm can't twist the thigh, so if we take a step back, the world will be broader!"
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Despite everyone's advice, Zhao Wei's stubborn temper flared up.
If everyone fears power and chooses to keep quiet, then what justice is there in this world?
This was not something he was taught in his past life creed.
This Yushutun does not belong to the Wang family, so he will not buy into it.
"Village Chief, I won't bother you with this matter. I've invited someone else to come and testify for us. It will be the same."
Humph, it's just a few steps away. The village party secretary didn't come for a long time, so he had already anticipated that something might happen, so he directly found a companion and went to invite the head of the commune.
This man's ex-wife's family is from their village. They came to visit relatives yesterday. They live next door to the village chief's house, just a few steps away.
As soon as you mention Cao Cao, he appears. His efficiency is amazing.
The president of Xiangyang Commune was a middle-aged man in his forties. He walked briskly and his loud voice arrived before he even arrived.
"Hahahaha... What are you all doing here so early in the morning?"
Before Zhao Wei and the others could say anything, the old village chief had already hurriedly pushed them aside and rushed over shouting and yelling.
After the two of them exchanged greetings enthusiastically, he pulled them directly home and signaled to his son to clear the house quickly and not let any outsiders disturb their conversation.
The president raised his eyebrows, and before he could figure out why he was called here, he was dragged into the house.
The old village chief's idea was just to get through this difficult time; what happens in the future will have nothing to do with his stupid son.
But Zhao Wei was not so easy to deal with. He shouted directly: "Boss, I have an agreement here. We all know that you are a cultured person. We all want you to help be a witness."
It was not the first time that the president served as a witness. He had helped deal with cases such as couples fighting, dividing the family property, breaking off relations, getting married, borrowing money...all kinds of things. As long as it was something that everyone needed and was reasonable, he would help deal with it.
So, he brushed away the old village chief's hand, walked forward with a smile and took the agreement.
"Let me see what you want me to witness."
The old village chief pursed his lips, knowing that there was no way to stop it. He glared at Zhao Wei with arrows in his eyes, then looked at his son helplessly.
With so many people watching, this son's reputation is likely to be ruined. In fact, he, the village chief, has long been in name only. It is the old calendar and the villagers' habit that allow him to still have a seat.
The current person in charge of their village was the team leader of the production team. He died of illness some time ago, and the position is temporarily vacant.
As the top leader, the president manages many captains of different sizes and has great power.
The old village chief himself is already useless, but he still hopes that his son can become the team leader in the future, and even go a step further and directly take over the position of president if there is a chance.
So, how could he be allowed to bear such a reputation?
Then he rolled his eyes and winked at his son.
Before the president even started to look at the contents of the agreement, the old village chief put his fingers in his mouth, then rolled his eyes and fell limply to the ground, with a lot of corn porridge he had just eaten still flowing out of his mouth.
His son suddenly realized what had happened and immediately lay on the old village chief, wailing.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
"You don't want to die..."
His mournful look frightened everyone. Just when they didn't know what to do, Zhao Wei had already rushed up with a silver needle in his hand, shouting anxiously.
"Village Chief, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"
However, he made secret movements with his hand and inserted a needle into the opponent's Neiguan acupoint.
If the needle is used improperly in this area, symptoms such as pain, swelling, and bruises will occur.
It might even make them jump in surprise.
As expected.
The old village chief looked like he was dying the last second.
The next second, he let out a scream and jumped three feet high, three times more energetic than the wild dogs in the village.
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