Time flies and night falls in the blink of an eye, but the barbecue stalls are still busy tonight.
The news of the zombie being unearthed during the day had spread like wildfire, and almost all the townspeople knew about it.
Fortunately, the town was used to the strangeness of the place, and everyone was no longer surprised. They were even proud that Zhao Youliang had dealt with the giant zombie so easily.
After all, the more powerful he is, the safer the town will be.
Therefore, when they saw Zhao Youliang arrive, they all stood up to greet him warmly and invited him to sit down and have a drink together.
Seeing this, Zhao Youliang responded enthusiastically while secretly smiling bitterly: It seems tonight will be another bloody battle...
Just as they were pondering this, Chen Wei and Director Zhou walked over together, and the residents eating barbecue naturally exchanged pleasantries again.
Chen Wei, a generous man, laughed heartily and said, "There are so many of us, I won't drink at each table; it's easy to get drunk."
"Alright, I'll down three glasses and toast everyone!"
After saying that, he opened a bottle of beer, and without pouring it into a glass, he gulped it down.
Then, amidst everyone's cheers, he pulled Zhao Youliang to find an empty seat.
Zhao Youliang smiled and said, "Brother Chen, Brother Zhou, did you come to see me for something?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Wei jokingly retorted, "What? Can't I ask you to have a drink if there's nothing wrong?"
Zhao Youliang scratched his head awkwardly: "Brother Chen, you're kidding me. You know that's not what I meant."
"What I mean is, now that you're the town mayor, isn't it inappropriate for you to be drinking in public like this?"
“The town mayor has never done this before.”
Chen Wei patted Zhao Youliang on the shoulder and poured him a beer.
"What are you talking about, quantum? They are them, and I am me!"
"What, does being a town mayor mean you have to put on airs? That's exhausting!"
"Great men have long taught us: Come from the working people, go back to the working people!!"
Zhao Youliang was deeply impressed by Chen Wei's magnanimity. He was about to say something when Chen Wei's phone rang, interrupting him.
Chen Wei didn't try to avoid the question and answered directly: "Hello, this is Chen Wei, who is this?!"
A moment later, Chen Wei hung up the phone, his face full of anger.
"I've noticed that some people are just bored and all they do is spout nonsense all day long!"
As Zhao Youliang poured Chen Wei a glass of wine, he asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Brother Chen? Why are you so angry?"
"Don't be angry, it's your own body."
"Some people are just asking for trouble!" Through Chen Wei's account, Zhao Youliang and Director Zhou understood what had happened.
It turns out that the coffin was unearthed today, and someone must have told the county government about it.
The phone call I just received was from the county government, questioning Chen Wei about why he burned cultural relics without authorization.
He was told to come to the county office tomorrow to explain in person, and that the person who burned the cultural relics, Zhao Youliang, should be "detained" and await further processing.
After finishing his speech, Chen Wei slammed his fist on the table in anger: "Isn't this just making trouble out of nothing, utter nonsense?!"
After listening to Chen Wei's explanation, Zhao Youliang was completely dumbfounded.
He was, after all, just an unlucky teenager who didn't understand the intricacies of the system.
After pondering for a moment, Director Zhou sneered and said, "Brother Chen, you've offended someone. Someone up above is deliberately setting you up!"
"You offended someone?" Chen Wei was taken aback. "I just came up here, I don't even know everyone yet, who could I have offended?!"
Director Zhou looked at the man with disdain, his contempt for someone deliberately causing trouble: "Brother Chen, the problem lies with you coming up here; you're blocking everyone else's way!"
"Or rather, it's blocking the path of the pre-selected mayor!"
Chen Wei wasn't stupid; upon hearing this, he immediately realized, "Damn, aren't these bastards bullying us a bit?!"
"I agreed to become the town mayor because I want to do something for my fellow villagers. After all, everyone has suffered too much these past few years."
"What's wrong? This isn't working either?"
"When I go to the county tomorrow, I have to have a serious talk with them! What the hell is going on?!"
Compared to Chen Wei's straightforwardness, Director Zhou was much more cautious.
He immediately stood up and spoke loudly to the people drinking.
"Neighbors, I need to ask you all for help with this!"
After hearing Director Zhou recount the events, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
"What kind of cultural relic is this? Zhigang already said it was someone who died in their hospital just a few days ago!"
"What? He just died and he's already an artifact? Did they have someone artificially age the dead man?!"
"Bullshit!"
"Old Zhou, you tell us how we can help Brother Chen with this! Tell us, and we'll definitely do as you say!"
Upon hearing this, Director Zhou downed his drink in one gulp.
Only then were the people at the construction site today asked to sign and put their fingerprints one by one to prove that what was dug up was a new coffin, not some antique or cultural relic.
The people eating barbecue responded enthusiastically and even helped contact other people present to come and sign the papers.
After a flurry of activity, it was nearly midnight.
The crowd gradually dispersed, and even Chen Wei and Director Zhou went back to rest, leaving only Zhao Youliang, Liao Zhiyuan, and Sister Yingchun.
After yesterday's miraculous event of writing out "Buddhist scriptures," Sister-in-law Yingchun, this beautiful widow, possessed an even more sacred beauty, and her charm surpassed that of before.
Her swaying hips and twisting waist made her even more alluring, captivating Zhao Youliang, a eunuch destined to have no offspring, who stared at her with rapt attention.
Seeing this, Sister-in-law Yingchun blushed and scolded with a smile, "Silly boy, what are you looking at!"
"Look again, their eyeballs are practically popping out!!"
Zhao Youliang blushed with embarrassment after being "questioned" and quickly turned his head away, pretending to be busy.
When Sister Yingchun saw his "shy" appearance, she couldn't help but laugh heartily.
As he laughed, he secretly regretted it: Had he gone too far? He shouldn't have dampened their confidence...
Upon realizing this, Sister Yingchun quickly changed the subject: "Quantum, do you think the signature we just made will be useful? Will it help Brother Zhou?"
To reiterate, Zhao Youliang is just an ordinary teenager, so he has no idea about such matters.
Fortunately, Liao Zhiyuan came to the rescue in time: "Sister, don't worry. Even if the signature doesn't work, I can just make a phone call to the organization."
Zhao Youliang didn't react for a moment upon hearing this, so he asked stupidly.
"Xiao Liao, if making a phone call was effective, why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Everyone's been busy for ages..."
Liao Zhiyuan smiled mysteriously upon hearing this: "If we just call and solve the problem, then we won't know who's targeting Brother Chen Wei behind the scenes."
"Why not take this opportunity to find that guy and solve the problem once and for all, hehe!"
"I see..." Zhao Youliang immediately realized, "Xiao Liao, is our organization that powerful? Can it even manage local affairs?"
"That's none of your business!" Liao Zhiyuan slowly shook his head: "But I know our former municipal party secretary, Grandpa Zhao Aiguo."
"The one whom the common people call Zhao Qingtian!"
“He used to live in the courtyard and watched the teacher and the young general grow up.”
"Oh, by the way, his son's name is Zhao Fei, and he's now one of the most famous antique appraisal experts in our province!"
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