Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Chapter 423 What's Your Level?

"Why? Just because you are a worker in a steel rolling mill, a coworker of Dongxu, and you live in the same yard, you should donate more!" Jia Zhang said arrogantly to Liu Haizhong.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, it's a favor for us all to donate, and it's our duty not to donate. Do you want to force us to donate? What? Do you want to be a warlord?" He Daqing looked at Jia Zhang who was standing there arrogantly, and couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

He Daqing's words had pushed Jia Zhang into a corner. What time was it now? How dare she do this? If Jia Zhang dared to agree, she would be dragged out into the streets and paraded through the streets tomorrow, and she might even be shot!

"Chef He, stop slandering me! When did I say that we have to force donations? I just said that our Dongxu is pitiful and Liu Haizhong should help him more. How can you force donations? How can you be called a warlord? Be careful or I will sue you for defamation!" Jia Zhang said forcefully, looking a little fierce but weak.

"Haha, who knows? Since you dare to say such things, what's the difference between you and those warlords in the old society!" He Daqing said to Jia Zhang with disdain.

"Okay, Old He, stop nitpicking! We all know that Jia Zhang didn't mean that. She's just an old lady who hasn't even seen what a warlord looks like. How could she know what a big warlord looks like? She's just too worried that the Jia family won't be able to survive after Dongxu was injured." Yi Zhonghai winked at Jia Zhang wildly and quickly excused her.

"Yes, you guys are bullying an old woman like me! Our salary at Dongxu will be reduced so much in the future, and there is a baby to be born at home, how are we going to support this big family?" Jia Zhang's brain had obviously taken over the upper hand again. Seeing Yi Zhonghai's look, she immediately followed suit, sat on the ground and started crying.

"The Jia family is indeed a little sad. Jia Dongxu's injury is not going to heal in a short time. I heard that the factory only reimburses his medical expenses during this period and gives him a living allowance of ten yuan every month." A neighbor who worked in the same workshop with Jia Dongxu whispered to the person next to him.

"Are you stupid? What's the matter? Do you want to donate money to the Jia family?" The person next to him was obviously much smarter and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

At this time, the man also reacted and realized that his words would easily allow Jia Zhangshi to find loopholes, so he made even more excessive demands for donations to the Jia family.

Fortunately, he spoke softly and only two or three people around him could hear him, including Zhao Cheng, the sixth brother.

Zhao Cheng had been there for a while, but he didn't say anything, nor did he stand up to look. He just sat on the railing of the corridor, listening to the show inside without making a sound.

Yi Zhonghai, Jia Zhangshi and others looked around for several times but no one noticed his presence. It can be said that Lao Liu's spirit was fully demonstrated.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, no matter how difficult your family is, I can only give you ten dollars. This is all I have. Just tell me whether you want it or not." Liu Haizhong held ten dollars in his hand and just looked at Jia Zhang.

"Why don't you want it? Hurry up and give it to me!" Jia Zhang then showed everyone how a flexible fat man could quickly change from a lying position to a running state.

Liu Hai was the one who had the most say in this matter, because he had just clearly seen Jia Zhang rolling around and throwing a tantrum, but in the blink of an eye, a black shadow flashed by, and the ten yuan in his hand disappeared, and he didn't even react at all.

"I'm telling you, Liu Haizhong, we have to agree that this ten dollars is just an initial donation. If my family can't eat in the future, you have to continue to help! As the only two senior workers in our hospital, you shouldn't help disabled workers like Dongxu in our family?" Jia Zhang looked at Liu Haizhong, her small eyes shining.

Liu Haizhong wanted to say something else, but was caught by his wife, who shook her head and told him to stop talking and be careful not to give Jia Zhangshi an excuse.

Liu Haizhong also knew that what he said might be exploited by Jia Zhangshi, so he shut up tactfully and leaned back, obviously not wanting to say anything more!

Yi Zhonghai gave Jia Zhang a wink, and Jia Zhang understood what he meant and immediately turned to look at Yan Fugui who had been standing in the crowd watching the fun.

Everyone followed Jia Zhang's gaze and looked at Yan Fugui who was watching the show leisurely.

"Old Yan, you are a teacher! You are the leader of the front yard! Why don't you express your opinion?" Yi Zhonghai said to Yan Fugui with a smile.

Yan Fugui was originally daydreaming. He was enjoying the show. As he watched how Jia Zhang dealt with Liu Haizhong, he was also reviewing in his mind how he would respond if he encountered such a challenge from Jia Zhang.

Suddenly, I felt that the scene had become quiet. I came to my senses and looked around blankly, and suddenly found that I had become the focus of the entire scene.

"Why are you all looking at me? Aren't we talking about Lao Liu's problem?" Yan Fugui asked a little confused.

"Teacher Yan, Jia Zhang is asking you, as the leader of our front yard, Old Liu has said ten yuan, you can't offer less than Old Liu, right?" Yi Zhonghai saw Yan Fugui who had just come back from distraction, and quickly spoke for Jia Zhang.

"I've become a street sweeper at school, and my salary is only 15 yuan a month. I have to support a whole family. Where can I get the money to donate to Jia Zhang?" Yan Fugui did not use illegal things to confront Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang right away.

On the one hand, he knew Zhao Cheng was watching a play outside, and since Zhao Cheng had finally returned to the compound, he had to let him watch the play properly. On the other hand, it was just a small amount of money, and most of the neighbors hadn't seen the ugly faces of Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai yet. How could Yan Fugui spoil the fun now?

"Old Yan, stop crying poor here. Don't think we don't know your family's situation. You were a small business owner before, and you must have saved a lot. Even when the disaster was the worst, your family didn't complain about not having enough food. What's wrong with donating some money to my Dongxu now? My Dongxu is always filial to you, Old Yan. Every time my Dongxu goes out to work, he always calls you Teacher Yan? Or Uncle Yan? You can't just stand by and watch him die, can you?" Jia Zhang knew Yan Fugui's thoughts too well, and she had already thought of a way to deal with Yan Fugui.

Moreover, Yan Fugui did respond according to Jia Zhang's prediction. So what Jia Zhang said made Yan Fugui not know how to respond for a moment.

"My family is indeed not well off now. How about I donate five dollars first? How about it?" Yan Fugui took out the five dollars he had prepared long ago and gestured to Jia Zhangshi.