Dressed as a peasant girl, full of happiness

Sister Wang, the cloth saleswoman, is now in a dilemma. She looks at this and that, not knowing what to do.

“What are you doing?

At this moment, a strong male voice came.

Someone whispered, "Manager Huang is here, Manager Huang is here."

Wei Yuchen looked and saw that people consciously made way for him. A fat, white man with a greasy face and eyes that were either open or closed walked over.

"Uncle∽∽"

When the salesman Xiao Liu saw them, he hurried over and greeted them, calling them "Uncle" in a delicate voice, and then pointed at Wei Yuchen and complained: "These two customers can't afford the clothes, but they are still making trouble and forcing me to take the clothes down."

The fat, greasy man took his niece's hand and patted it soothingly, then turned around and asked Wei Yuchen angrily: "How dare you act wildly in my territory? Are you really that bold?"

But when he forced himself to open his tiny eyes and saw Wei Yuchen's appearance, the anger on his face was instantly replaced by a smile: "Little girl, you and my niece had a quarrel? What happened? Can you tell me about it?"

Geng Changshuo was furious when he saw his lecherous look. He pulled Wei Yuchen behind him and asked, "Your territory? Who are you? How dare you form a gang here and seize the mountain? Is this how your superiors taught you?"

Geng Changshuo had figured out that the uncle and nephew regarded the supply and marketing cooperative as a copycat where they could do whatever they wanted and boss around.

Normally, he would not care about such things, but today, he could not tolerate his wife being wronged.

He was a little rascal who had been scheming against his uncles since he was twelve years old. After he joined the army and received training in the army, his temper became more restrained. But if they wanted to make him suffer, they had to see if they deserved it!

Some people are like this. If you treat them nicely, they will lose their sense of direction.

After Geng Changshuo reprimanded the manager, he turned to everyone and said loudly: "The cadres trained by our country and our people are to be public servants of the people and to serve the people, not to do evil and abuse their power. How can someone who treats our people's supply and marketing cooperative as his own territory at every turn? This is imperialist dictatorship, capitalism, and bureaucratic style. Such a person is not worthy of being the manager of a supply and marketing cooperative at all!"

The people around who were watching the fun, as well as some vendors, had long been fed up with the arrogance of the supply and marketing cooperative manager and his niece, Xiao Liu. After hearing what Geng Changshuo said, they all joined the crowd and echoed him:

"That's right, that's right. Being an official is so great. You bully us ordinary people all day long."

At this time, other people who heard the noise also gathered around.

Seeing more and more people gathering around, even the salespeople from the supply and marketing cooperative gathered around, the manager began to feel nervous.

If he had known that these two people were so difficult to deal with, he would not have let his niece do whatever she wanted. If this matter got out of hand, he would probably be in big trouble.

Seeing that everyone was so excited and afraid of unrest, Geng Changshuo quickly pulled Wei Yuchen to his side and whispered:

"Go secretly to the Revolutionary Committee and find Director Zhang. Tell him about the situation here and tell him that I asked him to come here quickly."

Director Zhang is his comrade-in-arms who came with him to carry out the mission.

After hearing this, Wei Yuchen quietly walked around the counter, blended into the crowd, found an opportunity to walk out of the supply and marketing cooperative, and quickly walked to the Revolutionary Committee across the street.

Geng Changshuo stepped forward and said to everyone: "These officials are clearly eating the food that we ordinary people have worked so hard to grow and enjoying the fruits of our labor, but they want to show off in front of us ordinary people. Where do you think their consciences are?"

At this time, Xiao Liu, who had a messy hair, didn't know the seriousness of the situation, and shouted:

"You country bumpkin, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? You rely on your little cleverness to show off your power in this small piece of land of the supply and marketing cooperative. Look at what you can do! You even dare to challenge Manager Huang. You are really a birthday star who is too old to hang himself."

Manager Huang saw Wei Yuchen sneaking out of the crowd. Although he didn't know what she was going to do, he felt a little uneasy.

He wiped the non-existent sweat from his head and stopped his niece, saying, "Xiao Liu, it's over, it's over. Don't be unreasonable and hold on to others. Go back to the counter."

"Uncle∽∽" Xiao Liu didn't know the seriousness of the matter and acted coquettishly, not wanting it to end like that.