Rebirth 1978, Wife, I won't go back to the city

One of the villagers was so angry that he stamped his feet and cursed, "Li Jingshen, that bastard, is so fucking wicked! He went back on his word and treated us like monkeys!"

Another villager chimed in, complaining, "That's right! We put so much effort into getting this heavy thing here, and now we have to carry it back exactly as it was. It's really exhausting!"

For a time, everyone was complaining and their anger towards Li Jingshen was beyond words.

At this time, Jiang Youlu opened his mouth wide, as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

His originally fair face was now as red as pig liver, with veins bulging on his forehead, making him look extremely scary.

It was just such a thing, but it turned out to be so full of twists and turns!

At first, everything developed in the direction he had envisioned, but at the critical moment, the situation got completely out of control, and the final result was completely different from what he had said.

Thinking back to the bold words he had spoken before, Jiang Youlu felt his cheeks burning, as if he had been slapped hard several times.

Yan Zhongliang, standing aside, was also speechless. After his eyes spun around a few times, he once again forced himself to flatter Jiang Youlu: "Director Jiang, look, after all this trouble, Li Jingshen's reputation in the village has been completely ruined! In comparison, we didn't suffer any losses at all, so it wasn't all in vain!"

However, Jiang Youlu didn't even bother to pay attention to Yan Zhongliang's deliberately flattering words.

He turned around angrily and shouted at the group of villagers who had just approached him, "Li Jingshen refused to return your money, so are you just going to run back like this?"

Hearing Jiang Youlu's question, one of the villagers replied helplessly, "What if I don't come back? Are we really going to fight him to the death?"

Another villager immediately chimed in, "That's right. Besides, Li Jingshen has already made it very clear. If anyone dares to break into his factory and cause trouble, he will immediately call the police and have them arrest and put them in jail."

"Otherwise, Director Jiang, why don't you take the lead and charge forward yourself? We will definitely follow you obediently anyway."

After saying this, the villager did not forget to wink at Jiang Youlu, as if he was waiting for a good show.

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, which instantly left Jiang Youlu stunned and speechless.

He opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, wanting to retort but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't utter a word.

Looking at the piles of feed in front of him, which were originally taken away by the villagers and were now returned intact, Jiang Youlu felt sad and helpless.

He sighed deeply, thinking of what Yan Zhongliang had said before, and thought to himself, even if he lost this batch of feed, at least he had ruined Li Jingshen's reputation in the village through this incident, so it could be considered a gain.

The village square was bustling with activity at this time, with villagers lining up in long queues, holding bags of feed and waiting to be weighed and returned.

While complaining, they put the feed on the scale. After confirming the weight, they couldn't wait to ask the staff for the note they had written when they bought the feed on credit.

After receiving the notes, the villagers tore them into pieces without hesitation, as if the notes were a huge stone in their hearts that could finally be lifted.

Then they turned and left, muttering ugly words and cursing.

The workers responsible for weighing and loading were extremely busy, their clothes soaked with sweat.

Faced with the villagers who came to return the feed continuously, they did not dare to slack off at all and mechanically repeated the actions of weighing, recording and carrying.

When the feed was taken away from the last villager, several workers collapsed to the ground as if relieved, and they didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

At the same time, in the office of Jingshen Feed Factory, Wei Pingzheng said with a smug smile on his face: "Haha, this time Jiang Youlu and Yan Zhongliang will probably be so angry that they vomit blood!"

"Yeah, it's their own fault for vomiting blood. Who told them to do bad things on a daily basis?"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and for a moment the office was filled with cheerful laughter.

Li Jingshen's face was calm. After making a nonchalant comment, he immediately said to the person beside him, "Zhao Fei, immediately find a few reliable brothers and invite the directors of the pig farms that we have cooperated with before."

"Tell them I have an extremely important and urgent matter to discuss with them tonight. Please ensure they arrive on time. Also, prepare some delicious pork dishes and invite them to enjoy them."

Zhao Fei nodded without hesitation, then turned around and walked out of the office quickly.

Li Jingshen thought for a moment, then shouted loudly towards the door: "Dabao!"

After a while, a sturdy, dark-skinned young man hurried in and asked respectfully, "Brother Jingshen, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Li Jingshen looked at him and asked directly: "Dabao, can you catch mice?"

Dabao grinned and answered confidently: "Of course, Brother Jingshen, this is not difficult for me!"

Li Jingshen nodded with satisfaction and instructed, "In that case, go catch two mice now. Remember, they must be lively and energetic. I have special uses for them tonight."

"Okay! Brother Jingshen, you can rest assured. I will take care of this little thing!" Dabao patted his broad chest vigorously, his face full of confidence.

At this moment, Jiang Xue, who had been standing nearby and listening quietly, couldn't help but interrupt out of curiosity and asked, "What do you want the live rat for?"

Li Jingshen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and deliberately kept the secret: "Hey, Xiaoxue, don't worry, you will naturally know by tonight."

At the same time, in front of the wide road, five brand-new tractors were lined up and moving forward in an orderly manner.

At the end of the team was Yan Zhongliang riding a shabby motorcycle with Jiang Youlu sitting on the back seat.

The two of them followed the convoy unsteadily, and the speed seemed a bit slow.