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

Chapter 170 Unyielding and Fearless
Did the gossip spill over into our own family?

Wang Chengpeng frowned slightly, completely baffled as to what Song Zhiyuan was up to.

Although he had doubts, Song Zhiyuan was still the village head, so Wang Tieshan didn't refuse and stood up, saying:

"I'm here. I wonder what Director Song wants with me?"

Everyone was sitting, but Wang Tieshan, who was standing up, stood out conspicuously. Song Zhiyuan spotted him immediately, along with Wang Chengpeng sitting next to him.

A flicker of vengeful pleasure crossed Song Zhiyuan's mind, but on the surface, he maintained his hypocritical facade of serving the country and its people, saying:
"Comrade Wang Tieshan, don't be nervous. I just want to ask you something."

“When we signed the joint statement last time, your son Wang Chengpeng said he needed to go home to ask for your opinion, which is why he didn’t sign it.”

"I just don't know what your opinion is right now. Are you going to sign this or not?"

The petition had already been sent to the commune. The reason Song Zhiyuan asked that question was, of course, to retaliate against Wang Chengpeng's family and embarrass them in front of the whole village.

If Wang Tieshan then said he agreed to sign, he would be seen as a clown who went back on his word and would be ridiculed by his fellow villagers.

As for refusing to sign?

Song Zhiyuan had never considered this possibility. Wang Tieshan wasn't stupid; did he not know that he would control Wangjia Village in the future?

Anyone who dares to offend me will be made to pay dearly.

Of course, even if Wang Tieshan admitted defeat, Song Zhiyuan had no intention of letting him go.
The scenes of being angrily scolded by Wang Chengpeng and Li Min still make him furious whenever he thinks about them.
How could they possibly let Wang Chengpeng's family off the hook just because Wang Tieshan showed weakness?
Song Zhiyuan had even come up with a plan, starting with Wang Chengpeng's homestead, which was clearly exceeding the permitted area.

Even if it has been publicly announced and even if the person involved has stamped the document, it is not impossible to reverse the situation.

After he brings down Wang Fucheng, Wangjia Village will be his personal fiefdom.

If I were to later characterize this matter as Wang Fucheng accepting bribes from Wang Chengpeng and illegally approving a large area of ​​residential land, then at least half of the houses that have been built would have to be demolished.

Thinking this, Song Zhiyuan looked at Wang Chengpeng with a smug expression, thinking to himself, "This is what happens when you offend me."

With a slight frown, Wang Chengpeng looked at Song Zhiyuan on the stage, who seemed like a clown, and was furious.

It's fine if he targets himself, but if he dares to target his own family, Wang Chengpeng wouldn't mind showing Song Zhiyuan how many eyes Master Ma has.

If Wang Fucheng fails to completely eliminate Song Zhiyuan today, Wang Chengpeng wouldn't mind giving him a more intense workout.

Anyone who dares to offend me will be made to never recover.

Wang Chengpeng gently tugged at his father's hand and whispered:
"Father, feel free to speak your mind. Song Zhiyuan won't dare to do anything to you."

"No matter what you say, I will support you."

After giving Wang Chengpeng a reassuring look and pulling his hand, Wang Tieshan spoke:
"How can you not tell good from bad?"

“My son is giving you face and trying to help you save face, but you don’t appreciate it and insist on asking so relentlessly.”

"Okay, I'll just tell you what my family means directly."

"I think Captain Wang is a good person, and the production plan he made is excellent. Apart from unavoidable natural disasters, he has never let the people of Wangjia Village go hungry."

"So I think there must be a reason why Captain Wang led everyone to plant sugar beets this time. Let's just wait for Captain Wang to say it next."

"As for you, the bad guy who took advantage of Captain Wang's absence to organize a petition in the village, causing panic among the whole village, none of my family can support you."

"If I had been there that day, I would never have signed this document."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

However, before Song Zhiyuan could erupt, he heard applause coming from afar.

Staring menacingly in the direction from which the applause came, Song Zhiyuan saw Wang Fucheng walking out unhurriedly.

In fact, Wang Fucheng had arrived long ago.

When it comes to meetings, those who truly value them rarely show up on time.

However, he shared the same thought as Wang Chengpeng. When they saw Song Zhiyuan on stage, they both felt a sense of absurdity, as if they were watching a clown perform, so they did not directly try to stop him.

But things are different now. Song Zhiyuan has gone so far as to target Wang Chengpeng's father, so there's no way Wang Fucheng can continue to just sit backstage and watch the show.

Otherwise, if Wang Chengpeng felt that he was not doing anything, not only would he cause him trouble later, but he would also stop giving him advice, and then he would really be in tears.

It was because of this trip that Wang Fucheng was able to truly appreciate Wang Chengpeng's abilities.

The two methods that seemed feasible to me were utterly insignificant compared to the method Wang Chengpeng described.

This trip not only brought him 1,500 yuan in production funds, but also earned him a favor from Secretary Liu, a party official in the commune.

Finally, without lifting a finger, he directly delivered the fatal blow to Song Zhiyuan, ensuring that the latter could never recover.

This achievement was something Wang Fucheng would never have dared to dream of before, yet Wang Chengpeng accomplished it with just a few words, which was simply astonishing.

Wang Fucheng had a premonition that the construction and development of the sugar factory would not be smooth sailing, and if problems were to arise, he would inevitably have to consult Wang Chengpeng.

Since that's the case, there's no need for me to offend Wang Chengpeng, my true benefactor, just to achieve the best program effect.

It was precisely for this reason that, when Wang Tieshan was about to be criticized by the crowd after his speech, Wang Fucheng immediately stepped forward from behind the scenes, applauding and supporting Wang Tieshan's actions.

Amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, Wang Fucheng stepped forward and asked curiously:

"Director Song, I don't seem to remember inviting you to this meeting today."

"It's fine if you want to be this uninvited guest, but please don't stand on the stage. There's no place for you here."

Song Zhiyuan glanced at Wang Fucheng with displeasure and said, "It seems I have overstepped my bounds."

"This hasn't even started yet. I just noticed the atmosphere was a bit off, so I'm trying to calm the villagers down."

Looking at Wang Zhong standing behind Wang Fucheng, and the militiamen in uniform in the meeting room, Song Zhiyuan suppressed the urge to rush up and punch Wang Fucheng, and spoke to him in a gentle and kind manner.

At the same time, he was thinking to himself that once he came to power, he must kick Wang Zhong out as soon as possible and take control of this militia force himself.

Now that the pretense of civility had been broken, Wang Fucheng naturally wouldn't give Song Zhiyuan any pleasantries, and immediately said in a deep voice:

"Since Director Song knows he has overstepped his bounds, why is he still standing here, unwilling to step down?"

Without waiting for Song Zhiyuan to leave, Wang Fucheng shook his head and said to himself:
"Sigh, I really misjudged people. I actually entrusted such an important village matter to you, you ungrateful wretch." "You managed to produce a joint petition in such a short time. Director Song, you're really something."

"Now things are really bad. Wangjia Village has become a laughing stock in the entire commune, and the villagers are in a state of panic."

"If this is what you wanted to achieve, Director Song, then congratulations, you've succeeded."

Having said that, Wang Fucheng, without waiting for Song Zhiyuan's explanation, gave the order:

"Wang Zhong, take this Director Song who's causing trouble at the meeting aside. He has absolutely no sense of discipline."

"It's almost time, so we can start preparing for the meeting now."

Under Song Zhiyuan's incredulous gaze, Wang Zhong didn't hesitate. He rushed over and, as if arresting a criminal, directly tied Song Zhiyuan's hands behind his back.

How could Song Zhiyuan, trapped in such a humiliating position, possibly let it go? He immediately shouted loudly:

"Wang Fucheng, Wang Zhong, do you two father and son think you can turn the world upside down? How dare you treat me like that."

"Help! Someone, come quick and save me! I'm going to complain to the commune! I'm going to complain to the commune!"

With a frown, Wang Zhong, who hated noisy prisoners the most, looked around and immediately picked up a rag and stuffed it into Song Zhiyuan's mouth, instantly making the world quiet.

The sudden turn of events stunned everyone, especially Wang Zhong's ruthless actions, which some found unbelievable.

How could he dare to do that?
Intimidated by the surrounding militiamen, these people dared not speak out in anger, nor did they dare to make the slightest move.

Some of the more astute individuals secretly left, and judging from the direction they went, they were probably planning to report the matter to the commune.

This person was none other than Song Weimin, Song Zhiyuan's lackey.

Shocked by Wang Fucheng's behavior, everyone realized that this slightly overweight middle-aged man was not someone to be trifled with.

If Wang Fucheng were truly a good person, he probably wouldn't be in his current position.

For a moment, everyone present fell silent, not daring to utter a sound.

Especially those who had previously spoken ill of Wang Fucheng were now questioning whether they had acted correctly or not, and wondering if it was too late for them, these opportunists, to side with Wang Fucheng.

Seeing that everyone had been intimidated by him, Wang Fucheng's attitude improved considerably.

Seeing Wang Tieshan still standing there, somewhat bewildered, Wang Fucheng smiled and said:
"Comrade Wang Tieshan, why are you still standing? Sit down quickly."

“I think what you just said is absolutely right. Some people are just clueless and only know how to do things behind my back to sow discord among the masses when I’m not around.”

After Wang Tieshan sat down, Wang Fucheng slowly began to speak:
"Regarding today's production plan, the large-scale planting of sugar beets, I know everyone has some doubts."

"It's also my fault for not explaining in time, which gave some scoundrels an opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

"It's just that this matter was kept secret before, and it wasn't appropriate to make it public, so I didn't make it public."

"But things are different now; this matter has been approved by the commune."
Furthermore, a large amount of production funds were allocated to the village, and it was time to fully explain why Wangjia Village wanted to grow sugar beets.

After saying that, Wang Fucheng took out a slip of paper from his pocket and started reading it aloud.

The approval document simply means that it approved the allocation of 1,500 yuan in production funds to the Dapeng Sugar Factory, which was about to be built in Wangjia Village.

However, this simple approval slip left everyone at the meeting completely bewildered.

Dapeng Sugar Factory? What's that? Does our Wangjia Village have such a thing?
And that 1,500 yuan—that's real production capital; who wouldn't be envious?

Finally, one of the braver villagers stood up and asked the question that had been on everyone's mind:
"Captain Wang, I understand the meaning of this approval slip, but I just don't understand why this approval slip exists in the first place."

"Dapeng Sugar Factory?"

"Could it be that my eyesight is bad, and I didn't even know that this thing existed in the village?"

Faced with the villagers' questions, Wang Fucheng was extremely patient and explained, saying:

“Our village does not have a Dapeng Sugar Factory yet, but we will be able to build one soon.”

"Aren't people curious about why we grow sugar beets?"

"It's very simple, beets are the main raw material for sugar production."

"The so-called Dapeng Sugar Factory is a processing plant that turns sugar beets into white sugar. In other words, our Wangjia Village will soon have its own village-run enterprise."

As soon as Wang Fucheng finished speaking, the crowd below erupted in a frenzy, like boiling water.

Compared to the previous misfortune of Wangjia Village potentially going hungry because of planting sugar beets, what Wang Fucheng was talking about was an extremely good thing.

That's a village-run enterprise; if it really takes off, the entire Wangjia Village will be able to get a share of the profits.

However, some astute individuals noticed something amiss, and Chu Yangming even asked directly:
“Village-run enterprises sound good, but building them from scratch is definitely not a simple matter.”

"Moreover, using beets to make sugar sounds rather unreliable."

This time, Wang Fucheng didn't choose to patiently explain; instead, he simply took the approval slip and walked around the meeting room for a long time.

Nothing is more convincing than the commune's approval; this approval slip is more effective than a thousand words.

Just as he approached Wang Chengpeng, Wang Fucheng gave him a very subtle nod, as if to say hello.

Wang Chengpeng nodded slightly in response to Wang Fucheng's greeting, and the two completed their exchange in that simple manner.

After displaying the approval slip once more, Wang Fucheng stood on the stage again and said:

There are many things in this world that you don't know, and it is precisely because most people don't know them that business opportunities exist.

“I may lie to you, but the commune will not lie to you, and the real money allocated by the commune will not lie to you.”

"This is the truth, a truth that is absolutely true."

At this point, Wang Fucheng sighed helplessly and said:
"I never imagined that all I wanted to do was lead everyone to a better life, but instead I was betrayed by my own people."

"When I came back and saw that petition, I felt like the sky had fallen."

"I even started to doubt myself. Was what I did right? If I had just followed last year's production plan, there wouldn't have been any problems or so much trouble."

(End of this chapter)