Chapter 35 Love from the Villagers
The village of Nanbian was in complete chaos. Early in the morning, a group of reporters entered the village.
The village, which had just been rained on, was bathed in a clear blue sky. The trees were lush, and sunlight peeked out from the sky. The whole village looked as if it had been thoroughly cleaned, and it was unbelievably clean.
The only drawback is the red mud road. After it rains, the red mud sticks to your feet when you step on it, and it gets thicker and thicker as you walk, and you can't kick it off.
The village chief was an old man who had gotten up early in the morning, his hair disheveled, and was squatting at his doorstep drinking porridge.
Upon hearing from the villagers that reporters had come to interview them about yesterday's events, they realized...
Before the old man had even finished his porridge, he turned around, grabbed a comb, wet it a little, and used it to press down his unruly hair. Then he rummaged through the large wooden cabinet and pulled out a suit he had worn in his youth in the 1980s, and pretended to put on a tie.
It looks both sophisticated and outdated. "Hello everyone, hello everyone!"
"village head!"
"village head……"
The reporters, trudging through the red mud path, were clearly used to walking on red carpets; their ordeal was quite a challenge, and they were especially excited to see the village chief!
"Village chief, is it true? Is it true? You really refused the Zhou family's tempting offer to build the road?"
"Village chief, what exactly happened?"
"May I ask you a question, village chief?"
The village chief had never seen so many people interviewing him in his entire life; they were arguing so fiercely they looked like they were about to fight.
At that moment, the village chief was moved to tears, covering his face, "I have never seen so many people interview me in my entire life."
He was lying in bed, feeling a little regretful, thinking he should have agreed to build that road. But seeing so many people coming to interview him because of his story, he felt glad he hadn't agreed.
"Everyone, don't panic, don't panic!"
The village chief composed himself, pursed his lips to hold back his tears, and said, "Everyone, don't rush, one at a time, take your time."
He pulled a tissue from his pocket and wiped away his tears.
"Village chief, why are you crying? Are you feeling too wronged, village chief?"
"No, I'm very happy to see everyone." The village chief stood ramrod straight, as if afraid he wouldn't look good on camera. "Thank you everyone, thank you..."
"Sorry to keep you all waiting." The village chief stopped in front of a camera and waved. "Hello everyone, hello everyone, hello! I'm the village chief of Nanbian Village! My surname is Wei, you can just call me Village Chief Wei!"
"Your presence is an honor to our village... Please, have a seat!"
The village chief's wife was seeing so many reporters for the first time. The flashes from the cameras were so bright that her eyes were blurry, and she was stunned. "I, I'll go get everyone some water!"
The villagers and reporters huddled together, and the reporters took pictures of whatever they could see.
Haicheng has many villages, some close to each other, some far away. Some are developing very well, while others are lagging behind.
Nanbian Village is the kind of small village that drags Haicheng down.
"Village chief, we've come to ask you about the incident of the Zhou family's daughter assaulting someone."
Did the Zhou family's daughter really injure that old lady surnamed Zhang?
"How could it be fake? He's in the hospital, about to have heart bypass surgery in the next couple of days. He's perfectly healthy..." The village chief couldn't help but defend the villagers when he brought up the matter.
The village chief's wife reminded him, "No, it was originally planned to attack the wife of the expeditionary force!"
"Yes, they originally came to our village to find wives of soldiers on expeditions."
"The wife of the expeditionary family, who is this...?"
The media were all talking at once, with cameras and microphones everywhere. The village chief didn't know who to answer, so he shouted, "It's that little girl who caused trouble's older brother! Her older brother wanted to pursue the wife of Yuanzheng from our village, but he couldn't win her over, so his sister came to vent her anger!"
The reporters were all astonished. What kind of person could be so captivating to Zhou Hengzhi, the heir of the Zhou family, and so deeply in love with him?
"Village chief, the woman from the expedition family you mentioned, is she...?"
"She's educated, a college student from our village, and very beautiful. I bet after she went to the city, she caught the eye of a rich young man who tried to take her by force. When that failed, he sent people to humiliate her."
When Zhou Hengzhi saw this scene during the live broadcast, he grabbed his tablet and smashed it to pieces on the table.
Ah Huan was also on tenterhooks.
Zhou Hengzhi's face darkened. "I'm asking you, have you done any public relations?"
"In progress."
"I need efficiency."
Ah Huan said, "You know very well that what the public sees is what they want to see. They want to see the Zhou family bullying the weak, and they are willing to believe these negative things."
Therefore, public relations is just for show. At this point, what kind of public relations can save the current deadlock? This deadlock is bound to cause losses to the Zhou family.
I refuse to believe it.
Zhou Hengzhi gritted his teeth. He could build a storefront on a house and then abandon it, taking the money to invest in other industries. So many people made a fuss, but nothing came of it.
Now, in a small village with a bunch of troublemakers, can they really trip him up?
Even though he couldn't find his sister, he still lost every penny of the money. Compared to the money he used to repair the road in the southern village, the impending losses were far greater than anything else.
Ah Huan: "Believe it or not, this is how things will turn out."
"Where is Yun Jiang?"
Ah Huan glanced at Yun Jiang, who was already standing at the door, trembling. Ever since Zhou Jin was officially detained yesterday, Yun Jiang hadn't slept well, and she had developed dark circles under her eyes.
When I woke up and found things had developed to this point, I had no idea how to face it.
Ah Huan said, "Mr. Zhou, Miss went there on her own. You'd better not take your anger out on unrelated people. Otherwise, the media..."
"Media? Media? Where would I get media from my office?"
Ah Huan was speechless. Zhou Hengzhi glanced at the figure standing at the door and a smile appeared in his eyes. "It's Yun Jiang. Come in."
Yun Jiang trembled with fear, "President Zhou..."
She lost her balance and knelt down. "I tried to persuade Mr. Zhou, but I couldn't."
"It's alright, I can't blame you for not handling things well." Zhou Hengzhi's smile was extremely cold, like a fierce ghost that had walked out of hell. "You can leave the Zhou family, and I won't make things difficult for you."
Yun Jiang's lips trembled, "President Zhou..."
"Get out of here, do you want to die?"
Ah Huan quickly gave Yun Jiang a look, and Yun Jiang scrambled out of the room.
The village chief explained the matter clearly to the media, and the reporters sensed a major news story, their faces beaming with joy.
The villagers all came to help. As soon as they heard that the reporter had arrived, some brought cucumbers, and the shopkeeper also brought free candy and melon seeds. The villagers asked the reporter, "If you don't have any girls to eat with, how about an egg? I'll boil an egg for you."
"No need, you're too kind."
"You came all this way so early in the morning, don't go hungry, it's not good to get stomach problems from hunger."
"Yes, they need to eat. No matter how hard young people work, they still need to eat."
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