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

Chapter 111 Area Increases
Upon hearing that the land approved by Wang Fucheng was actually a wasteland, the surrounding people immediately fell silent.

Apart from a few stubborn people who insist on using area as an argument, most people have already accepted this situation.

However, these stubborn people are only good at being stubborn; asking them to confront Wang Fucheng is basically impossible.

Some people even thought Wang Chengpeng's family was foolish, ignoring so many good plots of land in the village and choosing a useless wasteland instead.

That is why the announcement went largely unnoticed.

Once the seven-day public notice period is over, this plot of land will belong to the Wang family, the Wang of Wang Tieshan!
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That afternoon, Song Zhiyuan, the village committee director, was busy in his office as usual.

However, before he could finish his work, he saw Zhou Guoping rushing over, holding a brand new announcement in his hand.

Zhou Guoping placed the announcement on the table and said, as if seeking praise, "Director, please take a look at this announcement."

"Didn't you always want to find something to use against Wang Fucheng? This is the perfect piece of evidence."

"Wang Fucheng really has a lot of nerve to approve a 240-square-meter plot of land for a family of four!"

Song Zhiyuan didn't believe Wang Fucheng would be so foolish. If he really intended to do something illegal, he would never issue such a high-profile announcement.

I picked up the announcement and read it carefully, and sure enough, I found something wrong.

Although this plot of land is large, it has no value whatsoever. In fact, it's unusable without spending some money to tidy it up.

Although Wang Fucheng approved a slightly larger area for the land, as long as it was within the rules, everyone just turned a blind eye.

Even though he did nothing wrong, it's fine to use this incident to annoy the other party.

With that thought in mind, Song Zhiyuan picked up the notice and headed towards Wang Fucheng's office.

As if he had anticipated Song Zhiyuan's arrival, Wang Fucheng narrowed his eyes, like a smiling tiger, and said:

"Oh, isn't this Director Song from our village? What brings you here?"

Song Zhiyuan frowned and said very seriously, "Wang Fucheng, don't be laughing and joking in the office during work hours."

"Explain what's going on with this announcement."

After saying that, Song Zhiyuan slammed the announcement on Wang Fucheng's desk and waited for his explanation.

With a stern face, Wang Fucheng's expression gradually became serious, and he said:

"Explain? What explanation do I need? This is just a reasonable allocation of residential land."

"If you have any objections, then we can exchange your homestead for this place."

"Twice the area, I'm sure you'd be very happy with that."

Song Zhiyuan's homestead could not possibly be in some remote corner, but rather in the center of the village, in a good location with the most fertile soil.

Wang Fucheng immediately rendered him speechless. How could he possibly exchange his homestead in the center of the village for this godforsaken place?

Even if the area were doubled, it wouldn't be possible!
Seeing that Song Zhiyuan had nothing to say, Wang Fucheng pressed his advantage:

"I've given you the explanation you wanted. Now, do you need to give me an explanation?"

"Song Zhiyuan, you have some nerve to tear down the notices posted in the village for no reason."

"Could it be that you, Director Song, have become so lawless in Wangjia Village that you can tear down notices posted in the village at will?"

"If you have any questions about this notice, feel free to ask me, and I will explain it to you."

“But you must give me an explanation for your behavior of disregarding village authority and arbitrarily tearing down notices posted in the village.”

Faced with Wang Fucheng's aggressive questioning, Song Zhiyuan immediately backed down. As the village head, no one dared to criticize his arbitrary behavior, and for a moment he didn't even realize that there was anything wrong with his actions.

Now that Wang Fucheng has caught them red-handed, if they don't explain themselves properly, they'll really be in deep trouble.

Just when Song Zhiyuan was in a difficult situation, a voice seemed to be his savior, rescuing him.

It was Secretary Long Yongde who, seeing that the two high-ranking leaders were about to fight, had no choice but to step in and smooth things over, saying:
“I think Captain Wang, you may have misunderstood Director Song’s meaning. He must have felt that the number of homesteads was incorrect and that a new one needed to be posted, which is why he tore it down.”

"Director Song, just name your price, and I'll rewrite the notice, post it again, and you can stamp it. Wouldn't that solve the problem?"

As soon as he said those words, Long Yongde felt much more at ease.

That five yuan was the reward he deserved!

His suggestion not only resolved the dispute between the two leaders, but also helped Wang Chengpeng secure a larger plot of land for his homestead—a brilliant strategy that killed many birds with one stone.

Wang Fucheng glanced at Long Yongde in surprise, not expecting the other party to have such a quick wit.

This is such a trivial matter that it's not enough to constitute leverage against him; even if he had it, he couldn't do anything to Song Zhiyuan.
It would be more practical to turn this minor weakness into tangible benefits.

Thinking of this, Wang Fucheng gave Song Zhiyuan a stern look without being angry and said, "Director Song, so that's what you meant?"

"Then it seems I misunderstood you. What do you think is the appropriate size for this residential land plot?"

Giving Long Yongde a grateful look, Song Zhiyuan thought to himself that this matter had finally passed without serious danger.

Dealing with Wang Fucheng, that old fox, requires some caution, especially now that there are signs of a complete breakdown in relations. It's even more important to pay attention to details that we might not normally notice.

Thinking this, Song Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Captain Wang is right, that area is indeed wasteland, a useless wasteland."

"In fact, it was the other party who suffered a loss by granting the wasteland to them."

"How about this, we'll approve a plot of land for a house of 280 square meters, to make it an auspicious number."

Looking at the forty square meters of additional land he had been given for his house, Wang Fucheng was not entirely satisfied and said:

"Since you've already approved 280 square meters, why not just approve 300 square meters to make it a round number?"

Wang Fucheng always wanted to be one step ahead of me in everything, even competing with me for the size of a homestead.

But since he knew he had done something wrong, Song Zhiyuan could only reluctantly agree, saying:
"Okay, let's round it up to 300 square meters."

"Secretary Long, after you finish writing the announcement, bring it to me to get it stamped before posting it out."

"What kind of nonsense is it to post a notice like this without the village head's stamp?"

As he spoke, Song Zhiyuan walked back to his office on his own.

Since it's not his anyway, using it to get rid of today's matter isn't a loss at all.

He admits defeat this time, but he will get his revenge sooner or later if given the chance.

As for the role Wang Chengpeng played in this matter, Song Zhiyuan didn't care at all.

In his eyes, Wang Chengpeng could not possibly have any connection with Wang Fucheng; he was merely a lucky guy who happened to pick up some benefits in the gaps of the power struggles among the big shots.

He knew Wang Fucheng was a ruthless man who would devour people without spitting out the bones; if he wanted Wang Fucheng to do him a favor, he would have to offer him an enormous benefit.

However, Song Zhiyuan was unaware that Wang Chengpeng had indeed given Wang Fucheng enormous benefits, which was why Wang Fucheng was so protective of him.

In this way, without Wang Chengpeng's knowledge, the area of ​​his family's homestead increased by another 50%, which is quite a miraculous thing.

(End of this chapter)