My Terrible Life in Those Years

If I hadn't had the iron spade with me, Chengzai probably would have flipped the table.

Corning had not anticipated this situation at all.

Wan Ning's delicate, slightly trembling eyes glanced at my note and then at Cheng Zai.

"Did you do it?"

His tone was somewhat downcast and trembling.

You could tell she was a little excited.

They grew up together, from the same village. Although he seemed a bit frivolous and had the potential to be a spoiled brat, doing something like this was going too far.

How could Chengzi possibly admit to this?

"He pulled out a note and accused me of it. Is that evidence? Who knows if he wrote the note himself to frame me?"

I asked curiously, "Why would I, a temporary worker, falsely accuse you for no reason?"

His face turned green: "Aren't you just a toad lusting after a swan? A temporary worker, trying to use Wan Ning to quickly establish yourself in Huacheng? Do you think I don't understand what you people are thinking? Finding a local, especially Wan Ning who's a villager, would save you at least twenty years of hard work, right? Yesterday, because Kang Ning called me over, you thought the plan might fail, so you came up with this underhanded scheme, didn't you? You're truly treacherous!"

As he spoke, his tone grew increasingly harsh, causing Kang Ning to frown and Wan Ning's face to turn both red and pale.

I was completely shocked. This thought process, this amazing operation he was talking about, is something that I could never come up with, let alone anyone today. It's unlikely that anyone could think of such a thing, or think so meticulously and far ahead.

I was both annoyed and amused.

"Young Master Cheng, since that's the case, why don't we just call the police? Look at this note, whose handwriting is it? Is it yours, or the person behind you, or perhaps this person?"

I held the iron shovel in one hand and pointed at him with the other, then at the two behind him.

The man on the left clearly had a sudden change in expression; his lips twitched, and he seemed about to speak, but he held back.

I almost knew in my heart that the note must have been written by this person. As for who stole it, I doubted it was them.

With Cheng Shao's limited intelligence, this is probably the only step he could come up with. At most, he would find someone to write it for him and then find someone to steal it.

I didn't waste any more words with him, as it's hard to explain. As soon as I mentioned calling the police, Cheng Shao's expression turned ugly.

He glanced back at his two followers, and the three of them exchanged glances, looking somewhat eager to try.

I gripped the iron shovel tightly; if they made the first move, I wouldn't hold back.

I was robbed of 200 yuan and humiliated with a note. I've already suffered a great loss both mentally and financially. Do you want me to suffer a physical loss as well?

I kept my eyes fixed on the guy who might have written the note. If they really went to fight, I would only keep an eye on this one. I didn't believe that if they really fought and he got hurt, he would actually dare to call the police!

If you really want to, I'll tell you the whole story from beginning to end.

Let's see who ends up unlucky.

There's a saying I've always believed: the tough fear the stubborn, and the stubborn fear the reckless. Since you want to play the stubborn card with me, I'm not afraid to go all out. I'm barefoot, why should I be afraid of someone wearing shoes!

After I said those words, Wan Ning immediately stood up and stood between us.

I've really offended him this time. There are more of them, and Kang Ning definitely won't help me. The fact that he's remaining neutral is only because of Wan Ning.

She's the only one who can help me.

She turned to Chengzai: "Did you really do this?"

She's still asking this question.

She really is a simple, naive, and somewhat stubborn girl!

The guy who might have written the note had already picked up a folding stool with one hand, ready to make his move.

That weapon is quite formidable; it can both attack and defend, and it has a large area of ​​effect, so it's not fatal. It's effective in various situations, whether it's one-on-one, one-on-many, many-on-one, or many-on-many.

I remained unmoved, still gripping the iron shovel tightly. I had already lifted my entire body off the stool, stood up, and stared intently at him.

With Wan Ning in the middle, I can't make the first move rashly.

Just then, Uncle Ye came in from outside with a pair of red-hot iron tongs.

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and as he walked in, he lit it with pliers—his signature move!

It's a bit like the way Chow Yun-fat lights a cigarette with a banknote!

"Jiang boy, what's up?" His voice was low and hoarse, and he was exhaling smoke, but his face was turned towards Chengzi and the other two.

It's obvious he's here to support me.

I raised my voice: "Uncle Ye, I just confronted them about what happened, but unfortunately, some people dare to do it but dare not admit it, which puts me in a very difficult position!"

What's so difficult about it? I'm not that stubborn.

Uncle Ye inwardly scoffed, but the kid started trembling when he saw his powerful backer approaching.

He despised it in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud.

His attitude was very clear; he was on my side.

Chengzai seemed somewhat wary of Uncle Ye. He gave a wink to his two henchmen, and the two folding stools silently returned to their original positions.

"Uncle Ye, it's nothing, we were just joking around. We're leaving now!"

I sneered, "What? Giving up? If you really are, don't try to find excuses to cause trouble for the boss and Wan Ning anymore. Otherwise, I'll expose all your little schemes and tricks, layer by layer!"

I know exactly how to deal with this kind of person. It's best to teach him a lesson once and for all. Otherwise, with his spoiled brat mentality, he'll keep popping up to mess with me from time to time.

Moreover, with Wan Ning around, that pig won't let me off so easily.

The reason we're leaving today is only because of Uncle Ye.

But I can't let him go so easily.

The current seating arrangement is as follows: the two henchmen are at the very back, Chengzai is in front of them, Wan Ning and I are in the middle, Kang Ning is behind them, and Uncle Ye is smoking by the door!

When Chengzai and his two henchmen saw Uncle Ye step in, some of them wanted to back down and leave for the time being. As for me, I wanted to show them my power and completely dismantle their desire to seduce Wan Ning, so they wouldn't leave.

Chengzai's face immediately turned red.

"You, you temporary worker, are you trying to be rude? Believe me or not, I'll get you..."

Uncle Ye's pliers and my shovel were raised at the same time, interrupting the rest of his sentence.

The two lackeys were somewhat at a loss, probably because they had never encountered any tough opponents before, especially not two of them!

I waved the small note: "Let's not talk about this now. As for who did it, I think you, and all of you, know the answer in your hearts."

I paused for a moment, glanced at Wan Ning whose face looked somewhat pale, and felt a strange pang of pain in my heart.

There was also the cold-faced boss on the other side. It was supposed to be his show, but no one treated him like the main character, which made him feel a little disheartened.

"Also, boss, Wan Ning, today I'll let you see the true face of this Young Master Cheng, so that some people won't use a baseless accusation as a pretext to harass you all day long over this trivial matter!"