The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 112 - 112 111 Poverty Alleviation

112: Chapter 111: Poverty Alleviation 112: Chapter 111: Poverty Alleviation “Mayor Xie, let me finish what I’m saying first.” Liu Hun said to Xie Heguo, “Mayor Xie, didn’t we agree before that if the per capita income of Wanbao Village reached fifty thousand yuan, we would remove Wanbao Village’s poverty label?

I even set a military pledge for this!”

“Director Lin, is this true?” Xie Heguo turned his head to ask Lin Fugui beside him.

Of course, he remembered that this was indeed the case, but he just didn’t want to pay attention to Liu Hun.

He wanted to show Liu Hun who the real authority was, emphasizing the respect deserved by putting the “Lord” in its proper place.

Lin Fugui couldn’t figure out what was on Xie Heguo’s mind, scratched the itch on his face, and whispered, “Is this…

true or…

not true…”

“Ahem…

this matter is possible…” Xie Heguo glanced at the oblivious subordinate and replied in a low voice.

Lin Fugui got the affirmative signal, raised his voice, and said, “Yes!

This is true!”

Xie Heguo nodded but still ignored Liu Hun, continuing to ask Lin Fugui, “Is it true or false that there was a military pledge?”

“Yes!

This is also true!” Lin Fugui nodded quickly, finally catching the drift.

“Go get me the military pledge; I want to take a look.” Xie Heguo said to Lin Fugui.

Soon, Lin Fugui brought the military pledge that Liu Hun had signed and stamped with his thumbprint.

Xie Heguo took one look, and his face immediately turned from clear to cloudy.

After pondering for a while, it suddenly cleared up again.

In a quirky tone, he asked Lin Fugui, “Director Lin, what level has the per capita income of Wanbao Village reached?”

“I don’t know!

Not clear!

Not sure!

According to previous statistics, the per capita annual income should have been over two thousand!

Far below the standard for leaving a poverty-stricken village.” Lin Fugui interjected.

He understood clearly that if it were according to the previous poverty alleviation standards, achieving fifty thousand yuan per capita annual income in Wanbao Village would make Xie Heguo agree.

However, the problem was that the poverty alleviation fund had increased, and of course, Xie Heguo would prefer to take the bigger share.

“No way!

Director Lin, Mayor Xie!

These are statistics from several years ago!

We recently held a tea exhibition in Wanbao Village, sold excellent tea leaves, and now hitting fifty thousand is not a problem at all.” Liu Hun immediately stood up to prove, seeing the two singing a duet in front of him, trying to trap Wanbao Village.

He couldn’t sit still.

Xie Heguo still ignored Liu Hun, merely tapping the coffee table with his fingers, and Lin Fugui jumped up at the “clap clap” sound like a dog and began pointing at Liu Hun, “Is it your turn to speak?

Who allowed you to open your mouth?

This is data obtained through professional statistics by our township government!

It is an important basis for guiding the government’s coordinated arrangements!

You say it’s incorrect?

You say fifty thousand, and it’s fifty thousand?

I might even say five million!”

“Speaking!

We must seek truth from facts; calling out empty slogans is unacceptable.

Since we have professional statistics, let’s go with this.

If certain comrades have objections, bring out something persuasive, and we can follow their lead.

It’s not impossible.” Xie Heguo smugly said in officialdom, even the two remaining hair strands on his head swaying with pride.

“Knock-knock-knock!

Mayor!” Ren Peiling stood at the doorway, holding documents and knocking on the open door.

“Director Ren, if there’s any work-related matter, we can talk in my office later.

Right now, I’m handling the work arrangements for Wanbao Village with Director Lin.” Xie Heguo said to Ren Peiling, intending to get a piece of Wanbao Village’s poverty alleviation funds.

Ren Peiling still dressed in her work attire, but her makeup seemed heavier than before, like a bright green jade set against a fair complexion, beautiful yet not gaudy, charming yet not enchanting, just right.

“Mayor, this matter is also related to Wanbao Village.” Ren Peiling said to Xie Heguo.

Hearing this, Xie Heguo waved her in.

As soon as she sat down, Ren Peiling opened the documents she held and said, “Mayor, this is the per capita net income for all towns and villages under Ping’an Town jurisdiction, compiled by our rural office for this season.”

Both Xie Heguo and Lin Fugui were taken aback, instantly realizing that something was wrong.

Before they could stop Ren Peiling, she had already spoken, “Wanbao Village ranks first with a per capita net income of fifty-three thousand yuan, far surpassing other towns and villages.

I guess it would be higher than many counties and cities.”

This timely rain from Ren Peiling cooled down the heated hearts of Xie Heguo and Lin Fugui, and before they could react, Ren Peiling added, “Mayor, I remember Liu Hun previously set a military pledge.

Shouldn’t we be thinking of removing Wanbao Village’s poverty label?”

This additional comment was like a hailstorm in the dead of winter, hitting Xie Heguo so hard that his face of fat shuddered, slamming the table in frustration as he got up and moved toward the door.

Seeing Xie Heguo leave, leaving a mess in front of him, Lin Fugui didn’t know what to do and shouted after Xie Heguo, “Mayor, can the label of Wanbao Village be removed or not?”

Xie Heguo took a deep breath, internally cursing the relatives of Lin Fugui he knew, then coldly tossed out one word, “Remove!” and finally left the reception room.

Liu Hun finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Wanbao Village almost became a tool for Xie Heguo to siphon money.

Gratefully, he said to Ren Peiling, “Thank you, Director Ren.”

Ren Peiling smiled slightly, and the seductive mole at the corner of her eye charmingly followed suit.

She said, “No need to mention it.

Since Mayor agreed to remove the label, let’s draft a document for you to sign.”

Watching Ren Peiling and Liu Hun chatting happily, completely ignoring him, Lin Fugui felt quite uncomfortable.

With a twist of his crooked brain, a devious plot came to mind, and he left the reception room.

Barely two minutes after Lin Fugui left, the plump Huang Meili walked into the reception room carrying two cups of tea, placing them in front of Liu Hun and Ren Peiling, “Mayor instructed to make tea for the two of you.” Finished speaking, Huang Meili, resembling a jolly monk, stood by with a forced smile, watching the pair.

After his previous experiences, Liu Hun understood clearly, this was an apparent scheme; there must be some trick in this tea.

However, with Huang Meili invoking the mayor, was he to dump it or drink it?

If he dumped it, what if Xie Heguo used this matter against him and withdrew the label just to give him a hard time?

As Liu Hun pondered, Xie Heguo’s secretary, Fu Li, rushed in, wiping the sweat from her forehead, dropped the documents on the table with a “thud,” and said to Liu Hun and Ren Peiling, “You’re really good at causing trouble for me!

The document is filled, and I must report it immediately!” After speaking, she gulped the cup of tea on the coffee table as if she were watering a cow.

Huang Meili’s small, soybean-sized eyes widened like broad beans as she saw Fu Li drink the tainted tea, not knowing what to say or how to say it.

After gulping down the tea, Fu Li felt something in her throat, and strangely asked Liu Hun, “Is there something in this tea?

Why does it feel off?”

“Where…

where’s anything off, you go on!

I still have matters to attend to, so I’ll be off!” Huang Meili said as she tried to leave, but she was stopped by Liu Hun before she could take a step.

“Huang Meili!

You brewed this tea.

Tell Secretary Fu what exactly you added to it!” Liu Hun stopped Huang Meili.

He wanted to see a fight between these two tormentors.

Huang Meili panicked immediately, pointing at Liu Hun and shouting, “You…

eat shit, do you?

Spewing nonsense!

Who…

who put something in it?”

Liu Hun’s mouth curled into a smile, and he looked at Fu Li, asking, “Secretary Fu, with your understanding of Huang Meili.

If I really wronged her, would she use this tone to speak to me?

Wouldn’t she have already lunged at me as if mourning a dead father?

Also, try this cup brewed for Director Ren, it’s guaranteed not to give you the previous feeling.”

Fu Li, hearing Liu Hun’s words, felt it was true!

With Huang Meili’s personality of harping on about minor issues for a week, how could she let Liu Hun off easily, especially with such hesitations in her speech?

Thinking this, she picked up the tea in front of Ren Peiling, examined it, and drank the whole cup, finding none of the previous foreign sensation.

“Secretary Fu, I feel you should get a checkup, especially concerning hepatitis.” Liu Hun stoked the flames further.

Fu Li’s eyes widened, and she asked Liu Hun, “What do you mean by that?”

Liu Hun did not answer Fu Li, instead, he turned to smile at Huang Meili, “Huang Meili, you should know Second Brother Hou!”

Huang Meili, known for holding onto trivial matters but not daring to do anything substantial, suddenly found herself chilled by Liu Hun’s question, her knees trembling, panicking as she loudly blurted, “It was Lin Fugui who instructed me to do it!

The hepatitis concerning Second Brother Hou, he told me!

The phlegm in the cup was also collected by him from Second Brother Hou.

It has nothing to do with me!”

Hepatitis!

That’s all Fu Li remembered from what she heard, as if the deadly word was a lit match falling into a gasoline barrel with a “shh” sound.

She exploded entirely!

“Huang Meili!

You dog-born foul woman!

Targeting me, are you?

Hepatitis!

Hepatitis!

If I don’t beat you, you fat pig, to death, I won’t bear the surname Fu!” Fu Li, like a water buffalo startled by a tractor, charged at Huang Meili’s corpulent frame.

Huang Meili was hit hard, shouted in pain, grabbed Fu Li’s hair, and the two started to brawl.

The two women, who usually walked with their hips swaying in daylight like cats, instantly turned into wild dogs, using their claws and teeth, shouting while fighting, with occasional blood splatters adding excitement, proving far more interesting than staged acts on a theater stage.