Era: Starting with the struggle to refuse being taken advantage of

Chapter 110 Public Notice
Just as Wang Fucheng frowned, thinking that Long Yongde wouldn't even give him this much face, he heard Long Yongde slowly say:
“That area is all wasteland that nobody wants, and they only approved such a small area for Wang Chengpeng’s family. They are really at a disadvantage.”

"Why not round it up to 240 square meters? That would be fair and reasonable."

This rounding-off solution was exactly what Wang Fucheng wanted, and he immediately beamed with joy, saying:

“Secretary Long is right. It was wrong of us to approve the unwanted wasteland for Cheng Peng. If we don’t give him some compensation in terms of area, he will be at a great disadvantage.”

"Cheng Peng, I'll approve a 240-square-meter house for you to build. What do you think?"

He couldn't directly approve too much land for Wang Chengpeng, but by having Long Yongde say it, he could conveniently back down.

I thought that getting 200 square meters would be the limit, but I didn't expect there to be an unexpected surprise.

Wang Chengpeng immediately agreed, saying, "Okay, 240 square meters."

"Thank you for your concern, Captain and Secretary. You are truly good cadres who care about the villagers."

Seeing that Wang Chengpeng agreed, Wang Fucheng smiled and said, "Okay, it's settled then."

"Secretary, go and draft an agreement to grant the land to Cheng Peng."

"Really, why would a family abandon the land in the center of the village and run off to build a house in such a remote place?"

Faced with Wang Fucheng's swift and decisive approach, Wang Chengpeng shook his head and refused:
"Uncle, I appreciate your kindness, but it's best to handle this matter officially."

"Follow the procedure, and sign the agreement after the notice has been posted on the village bulletin board."

In that era, the approval process for homestead land was not as strict as it would be in later years; some places would publicize the approvals, while others would not.

Judging from Wang Fucheng's words, it seems he intends to handle it internally.

After all, the village bulletin board at that time was not a place that no one would visit in later generations; almost everyone would go to see it, and the notices were genuine.

However, Wang Chengpeng's idea was completely different from his. He preferred that the land approved in the end be smaller, so that things could be handled more securely.
He has no time to waste on such trivial matters that don't affect the overall situation.

Seeing the determination in Wang Chengpeng's eyes, Wang Fucheng smiled after a moment's thought and said:
"Cheng Peng, don't you trust your uncle's judgment?"

“If I say it can be approved, it definitely will be approved.”

"But you're not in a hurry for these few days. Okay, let's follow the procedure and have a seven-day public announcement period."

"Seven days from now, just come and sign the agreement right on time, and I'll take care of everything else."

The land for the homestead was approved so easily that Wang Chengpeng was in a great mood.

Especially since his secretary had secretly helped him, Wang Chengpeng felt he had to show his appreciation.

Otherwise, if they encounter a similar situation again, they might not be willing to do such a favor again.

And so, just as Wang Chengpeng was leaving, a dark brown five-yuan bill just happened to fall in front of Long Yongde.

It's only five yuan. If you can guarantee that you'll get an extra forty square meters of land for your home, it's a huge profit no matter how you look at it.

Wang Chengpeng moved swiftly and found an opportunity when no one was watching, completing the operation without anyone noticing.

By the time Long Yongde realized what was happening and tried to return the money, he only saw Wang Chengpeng nod slightly to him before riding away on his bicycle.
The meaning behind this is self-evident.

Looking at the five yuan in front of him, Long Yongde was torn, unsure whether he should accept the money or not.

If it were just a few cents, he might not hesitate so much, but five dollars is a bit too much.

He had only said a few words in support of Wang Chengpeng at a crucial moment. Just as Long Yongde was hesitating, Wang Fucheng happened to walk up to him and say:
"Hey, Secretary Long, why are you just staring at your money like that?"

"Keep it safe, or someone will pick it up and you'll have nowhere to cry."

Whether intentionally or accidentally, Wang Chengpeng's actions fooled everyone present, but were seen by Wang Fucheng.

It was precisely because he noticed the hesitation in Long Yongde's eyes that Wang Fucheng decided to go with the flow and instantly bring Long Yongde to his side.

Village committee director Song Zhiyuan has recently been making some underhanded moves against me. Although I am confident of victory, it would be good to win over some more village officials.

What's more, this time the deal doesn't even require me to spend any money; it's practically a freebie.

After hesitating for a moment, Long Yongde accepted the money.

It wasn't that he wanted to side with Wang Fucheng; it was just that the five yuan was too tempting. He could buy a lot of meat with that money.

If he really intended to return it, he probably would have spoken up before Wang Chengpeng left.

His silence speaks volumes about his attitude.

Long Yongde carefully put the money into his pocket, thinking that since he had already accepted the money, he should do it properly.

He immediately put aside other matters at hand and quickly wrote an announcement.

After stamping the document, he rushed to the bulletin board to post the approval notice for the homestead.

It has to be said that the village's bulletin board is a place that attracts a lot of attention. It has only been posted for a short time, but it has already attracted countless people to look at it.

Upon seeing the contents of the public notice, Chu Yangming, who was standing at the very front, immediately exclaimed in surprise:
"Two hundred and forty square meters? Such a large plot of land, how is that possible?"

Hearing Chu Yangming's exclamation, those around him became interested and immediately asked:
"Xiao Chu, tell me quickly what this notice says?"

"A 240-square-meter plot of land for building a house? Who in our village could possibly get such a large plot of land from that stingy old man, Wang Fucheng?"

In this era, education was not widespread, and there was still a large number of illiterate people, including Lü Minghui.

He could barely manage to write his own name, but understanding the notice was rather difficult.

Chu Yangming did not refuse and immediately read the notice aloud in front of everyone.

In fact, he also wanted to share this shocking news with more people.

As expected, as soon as Chu Yangming finished reading the notice, someone immediately expressed their dissatisfaction, saying:

"I think Wang Fucheng has gone senile. How could he approve such a large plot of land for a family of four?"

"Back then, I begged and pleaded with everyone, and our family of five only got approval for an 80-square-meter apartment. This is blatant discrimination."

Chu Yangming, on the other hand, was a little more sensible and knew that the notices placed here were basically public notices and there couldn't be anything too fishy about them.

After a moment's thought, he finally saw the key information in the notice and said:

“Everyone, please look at the location of the homestead. This location is the most remote corner of the village.”

"That area is all wasteland. Even if you give it away, people will complain that it's too difficult to cultivate. No wonder Captain Wang is so generous and approved 240 square meters in one go."

(End of this chapter)