Sister-in-law comes for treatment

Qian Qinglian was somewhat skeptical. How could reporting Wang Tiezhu be so easy?

In her eyes, Wang Tiezhu had done a great service to Shuijing Village!

The wages for picking tomatoes are much higher than elsewhere. Even teenagers and elderly people with canes in the village are paid in full if they come to lend a hand, without deducting a single penny.

These days, who would turn down someone who gives them money? The villagers are genuinely grateful to Wang Tiezhu, so why would they report him?

She frowned, grabbed Wang Qingshan's hand tightly, her fingertips gripping his, and said in a teasing yet urgent tone, "Don't rush, don't rush, tell me exactly how it was done first. If it's done, your sister-in-law will make you feel good all at once!"

Wang Qingshan hurriedly pulled his hand back, while his other hand tried to slip inside Qian Qinglian's clothes, but she held it down firmly.

His heart was pounding like a cat's claws; he knew that if he didn't speak frankly, this good thing wouldn't be his turn. So he could only hold Qian Qinglian's soft body and lower his voice to say:

“At first, they didn’t believe that Wang Tiezhu had embezzled, but I told them that if each household sold their mountain land to businessmen who were developing Jiulong Mountain, they could earn at least 200,000 yuan!”

He paused, deliberately emphasizing his words, a smug glint in his eyes: "But what about now? Wang Tiezhu hasn't given a single penny, which means each family has lost 200,000 yuan for nothing! With that figured out, how could they not be anxious?"

The idea was originally Qian Qinglian's, but she was unsure of herself. She leaned closer to Wang Qingshan, her voice trembling, "Then...then they believed it?"

Wang Qingshan chuckled and his hand restlessly caressed her waist: "You have no idea how short-sighted these people are!"

No matter how good the future may be, nothing beats having real money in your hands.

I just said a few words to stir things up, saying that they'd been fooled by Wang Tiezhu, and they immediately exploded, feeling they'd been ripped off. Some have already promised to call and report me first thing tomorrow morning!

Qian Qinglian was still uneasy and pressed, "How big of a fuss do they plan to make? Can they bring Wang Tiezhu down in one fell swoop?"

Wang Qingshan's hand went directly into Qian Qinglian's clothes, his tone confident and arrogant: "You can rest assured!"

This whole show was specially staged for Wang Tiezhu; the goal was to bring down his travel company!

Not only were there reports, but some people also regretted signing the contract and planned to tear it up and sell the land to another tourism company—Wang Tiezhu has no chance of making a comeback this time! He's finished!

Upon hearing this, Qian Qinglian trembled with excitement. She tore open her collar and said in a passionate and urgent voice, "Qingshan! You're so capable! Your sister-in-law will reward you right now, give you a proper reward!"

Wang Qingshan was so frightened that he quickly covered her mouth, his voice extremely low, sweat beading on his forehead: "Keep your voice down! This is the side of the street! Even though there are trees blocking the light and the streetlights don't reach us, if you shout, won't everyone passing by hear you?"

Qian Qinglian pried his hand away, pouted, and said in a soft, flirtatious tone, "I just can't help it, I just want to make a sound when I'm happy, what should I do?"

Wang Qingshan was so anxious that his heart was pounding and his whole body was burning up. He urged, "Then...then find a towel to bite on! Quick!"

Qian Qinglian playfully slapped him, her tone reproachful: "Are you stupid? Where would you find a towel on the street?"

Wang Qingshan was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks. His eyes swept across the room and he immediately had an idea: "Then...then take off your socks and stuff them in your mouth! Hurry up, I really can't wait!"

Qian Qinglian exploded, slapping his face, both angry and amused: "You little rascal! All you do is humiliate your sister-in-law! Your socks are so smelly, I can't stand them!"

Wang Qingshan paused for a moment, then grinned mischievously and reached out to pull at her skirt: "Not stockings? That's easy, just tuck them into your underwear! Hurry up, stop dawdling, I'll help you, wearing a skirt is so convenient!"

The streets were pitch black, with only a dim yellow light shining from the stage in the center of the village, and the faint sound of dogs barking could be heard from afar.

Occasionally, villagers returning home late would pass by, walk up to the shade of the tree, and vaguely hear strange noises coming from inside. They would stop in confusion, squint and peek inside, but couldn't see anything clearly. They could only mutter "What's that noise?" before hurrying on.

Before we knew it, dawn had broken.

A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves rustled incessantly. Under the tree, a pink lace ball of fabric was blown around by the wind and rolled back and forth on the roadside, standing out conspicuously.

Grandpa Peng was passing by during his morning exercise when he caught a glimpse of the bundle of cloth. He frowned instinctively, but didn't bother to examine it closely. He hurried toward Wang Tiezhu's house—he was preoccupied with something and extremely anxious.

When they arrived at the gate of Wang Tiezhu's courtyard, they immediately saw Wang Tiezhu chopping firewood in the yard. Grandpa Peng immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice trembling, "Tiezhu! Something's happened! Something terrible has happened! Someone called to report you!"

The axe in Wang Tiezhu's hand fell to the ground with a clatter. He looked completely bewildered, his brows furrowed in a frown: "Report me? Report me for what?"

Grandpa Peng, drenched in sweat and his chest heaving, approached him, lowered his voice, and said urgently, "I'm reporting you... I'm reporting you for embezzlement!"

"Embezzlement?" Wang Tiezhu's eyes widened in disbelief. "I'm neither a civil servant nor an employee of any company. I just run my own small company. What money could I possibly embezzle?"

He didn't take it to heart at all, bent down to pick up the axe, and went to chop wood again: "Uncle, don't listen to people's nonsense, what could I possibly embezzle?"

Seeing that Wang Tiezhu still didn't take it seriously, Grandpa Peng was so anxious that he stomped his feet and grabbed his arm: "I didn't spread rumors! They said you embezzled money from the tourism company!"

"A travel agency?"

Wang Tiezhu paused in his hand movements, his eyes darkening as if he had figured it out: "You mean the Jiulong Mountain Tourism Company that I run?"

That's my own company. I've only been investing money in it so far, and I haven't made a single penny yet. How can you say it's embezzlement?

Grandpa Peng's face turned pale, and his voice was trembling with tears: "They don't care about that! They say the 50 million you invested was the company's money."

The company is jointly owned by you and the entire village, and 25 million of that money belongs to the whole village! They're saying you... they're saying you embezzled that 25 million!

They've already called to report it, and the investigation team should be here soon!