Lu Yong also successfully obtained the village account book.
I opened it and saw that there was no money left.
As expected.
After looking at each record in detail, the battle-hardened Lu Yong knew at a glance that the account book was fake.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the villagers in the commercial street also took their holidays early and have now returned home one after another.
Knowing that Huang Sheng was causing trouble for Mu Jin, everyone who was paying close attention to the situation immediately received Lu Yong's call and gathered in the center of the village.
When the village first had a common industry, people were uneasy about leaving the money with anyone.
The village elected an accountant to record the village's expenditures in detail.
"Mr. Zhang, could you please read the records in the account book to us?"
The villagers have to handle the accounting matters themselves, I am just adding fuel to the fire.
Mr. Zhang did not shirk his responsibility. He took the account book and read it to Mu Jin and the others through their homemade loudspeaker in the crowd.
The villagers are not all fools. The commercial street has been open for so long that they know how to do the math.
The accounts sounded normal at first, but became more and more wrong towards the end.
If the inn is not making money, it has been so since the second half of last year.
I used to earn a lot more than that.
Later, the village bathhouse spread the word about the benefits of hot spring water.
Although the profit is not much, it is not a loss either.
After all, there is no cost.
Besides, there is no construction in the village that requires money, so where does the village’s money go?
This concerns everyone, after all, it involves dividends at the end of each year.
There were still some who didn't understand the question, but after listening to other people's discussions, they finally understood.
The crowd began to make a commotion, clamoring for the accountant to give them an explanation.
The accountant couldn't stand the pressure and tremblingly took out another account book from his arms.
"This is the real account book. It has nothing to do with me. I was forced to do this."
The accountant worked diligently at the beginning.
Since Huang Sheng became the village chief, he used coercion and inducement to make false accounts.
He was also afraid that his crime would be exposed, so he secretly kept something for himself.
I didn't expect it to come in handy today.
As soon as the real account book came out, Zhang Xiucai realized the truth.
"Okay, I was wondering where the village's money went. It turns out it all went into the pockets of Mr. Huang and his lackeys."
"Change the village chief. We want to change the village chief."
“Give us back the money we stole.”
Rather than changing the village chief, the villagers would rather return the money that was stolen from them.
The villagers’ calls for repayment of the money are getting louder.
But everyone knew that Huang Sheng had a younger sister who was the county magistrate's concubine, so no one dared to make too much noise.
Huang Sheng was sure of this.
After everyone started to make a fuss, he calmed their anger with his sweet words.
Willing to compensate the villagers for their losses out of his own pocket.
Lu Yong, no matter how your village solves the problem, you have to complete the tasks assigned by your boss now.
When Mr. Huang took out the compensation money for the villagers, he snatched it away.
He first settled his own three hundred taels and explained to everyone.
The villagers expressed their understanding.
Huang Sheng didn't expect that Lu Yong and his men would dare to rob in front of the villagers.
He gritted his teeth and asked someone to get the money.
If I had known, I wouldn’t have gone to Mu Jin to make trouble.
Not only did the water not boil, but he also bled profusely.
Hibiscus, I'm not done with you.
Mu Jin looked at the things Lu Yong brought back, including banknotes, whole silver, and some small change, and smiled happily.
Three hundred taels is nothing to Mu Jin!
"Manager Lu, divide these three hundred taels equally and give everyone a holiday allowance. If there's not enough, we can withdraw it from the bank account."
"Yes, Boss."
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