After hanging up the phone, Qiao Qiao was very angry.
For so many years, she has always been the one threatening others. How could anyone threaten her?
snort!
You are dead!
She cursed at the director's mobile number.
After returning to Qingshan Village in a rage, he saw that the director, who had been so arrogant on the phone before, had messy hair, clothes and luggage thrown all over the floor, and was actually kicked out.
“???”
No, you're already in such a miserable state, how can you let me hit you hard?
When she got closer, she could hear some villagers cursing in secret.
"Bah! What a thing! He even wants Xiao Qiao to pay him back. I don't think he knows how powerful we are!"
"That's right, with us here, none of these bastards will be able to take a dime out of Taoist nun Xiao Qiao's pocket!"
Xiao Qiao: “…”
Xiao Qiao thought again of the one million yuan he was forced to donate before.
I really want to say: Thank you!
She continued walking forward, and the villagers of Qingshan Village stopped cursing and started making faces at her.
Xiao Qiao didn't understand what was going on, so he continued walking forward and heard the old village chief and the director confronting each other.
"How could you treat your leader like this?"
"Although we are in the cultural field, according to rank, I am also your leader!"
"Besides, aren't we filming this show for ourselves? Isn't it to develop the economy of our Qingshan Province and to promote your Qingshan Village?"
"Now the government is advocating for a strong development of the tourism industry. As long as the program is well done, are you still worried that no one will come?"
"If people come, there will be an economy..."
The director spoke passionately.
The old village chief coughed and nodded in agreement. The way he dealt with the director was exactly the same as when he dealt with Qiao Qiao.
"Yes, yes, yes, Leader, you are far-sighted and everything you say is correct."
"But, Leader, the Great Leader has said that we are essentially servants of the people and cannot take even a single needle or thread from them. Look, if we want to continue living in this house, don't we need the consent of the people?"
The camera was still on, so the director certainly didn't dare to say no.
His face was ashen and he was speechless.
The first person in the crowd, the old village chief's old brother and the owner of the house where the director lived before, snorted coldly, as if he had nothing to do with the old village chief and did not give the old village chief any face at all.
"Don't look at me, I don't agree!"
"Even if I agree, my old hen won't agree!"
As he spoke, the old man looked at the director as if he were a pervert, holding the hen that had been brutally raped before.
"vomit--"
The director couldn't help but vomit when he thought of what happened before. His face turned even uglier and he screamed like a duck, "Change to another place, change to another place. This one has chickens, I won't stay there even if they ask me to!"
The old village chief nodded good-naturedly, and just as he was about to ask other people, the villagers standing in front of him dispersed. When they came back, everyone was holding a chicken in their hands.
director:"……"
Qiao Qiao: “…”
Qiao Qiao covered her stomach and almost laughed to death.
The old village chief also glared at everyone secretly, signaling them to restrain themselves.
"Look at this?"
But when he turned around, he still looked hesitant and very embarrassed.
The director's face looked like a color palette, and he was so angry that he was about to die.
The flattering photographer, who had been one step behind in his last attempt to flatter the director, saw an opportunity and quickly offered advice, "Director, you don't like chickens, isn't this a difficult thing to do?"
"Let's find a family and buy all their chickens and kill them. Then there won't be any chickens left where we live, right?"
"Good idea. We'll still have chicken to eat then."
The editor next to him didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he interrupted with a cold look on his face.
As soon as the director heard the words "eat chicken", he couldn't help but start retching again.
But in the end, he agreed to the flattering photographer's suggestion, pointed randomly, and found the house of a villager with chicks.
The chickens in this shop are small, and you can tell there are only a few of them.
It’s him!
After pointing at the person, the director felt a little proud.
He glanced at the assistant director.
The assistant director's mouth twitched, and he understood instantly. He took out some red bills from his pocket and handed them to the person.
"whispering sound."
But the villager was very impatient. He looked at the chicken in his arms, then looked at Qiao Qiao, raised his head, and gave the staff of the program team a cold look.
“Not for sale!”
director:"……"
The director's face became even uglier.
The old village chief quickly stepped out to smooth things over, "Oh, how can I put this to you?"
"The great leader also said that Party leaders must follow the will of the masses and must not do anything that goes against the will of the masses!"
director:"……"
The director really wanted to turn around and leave.
He won't stay in this shabby place anymore!
But big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp. He is domineering among the program staff, and when he goes to the province, his treatment may not be as good as Xiaolin in the group.
It’s not even his turn to flatter!
"Change someone!"
He pointed to Mass Three.
The third person looked at the chicken in his arms and at Qiao Qiao. He was not as cool as the second person before him. Instead, he began to wipe away his tears, "This chicken is not an ordinary chicken to me."
"It grew up with me, and I can't leave it."
"So I also..."
He wanted to say he wouldn't sell it either, but Qiao Qiao suddenly rushed to his side and shouted for him, "So, Director, you have to pay more!"
“???”
Everyone looked at Qiao Qiao in confusion.
Qiao Qiao immediately started whispering in everyone's ears, until everyone's eyes turned red. They nodded and began to loudly help the crowd and shouted three times, "Yes, we need to pay more!"
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