The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 255 - 255 254 Various Patterns

255: Chapter 254 Various Patterns 255: Chapter 254 Various Patterns Liu Hun and Ren Peiling quickly made it to Anchang County and got in touch with the media, and it really wasn’t a hard task, easier than chewing on vegetable roots, because back when they were planting tea, media from the county had already said they wanted to do a special interview with Wanbao Village.

Unexpectedly, Liu Hun took the initiative to show up on their doorstep, and with Ren Peiling giving her full recommendation as Mayor, along with the professional assessment report provided by Xiao Yanzhu’s team, when all these factors converged, it was like a plate of Sichuan cuisine—greasy, salty, and full of flavor, just the aroma alone was enough to spread throughout Anchang County for everyone to know.

“Slam!” Li Tianyang slammed the newspaper heavily on the desk, pointed at Secretary Zhou’s face, and demanded, “Who allowed this report?!

Who exactly allowed it?!”

Secretary Zhou scratched his face with his finger and said sheepishly, “Li…

Secretary Li, I’ve already called all the county’s newspapers and television stations, and they have all retracted the news.”

“A closing-the-barn-door-after-the-horse-has-bolted move, totally useless!

Now everyone knows Wanbao Village has a mine, and that mining it means environmental destruction and ecological pollution.

Look at the words used here!

Even ‘sterilization and extinction’ are thrown around!” Li Tianyang roared at Secretary Zhou, loosened his tie, almost blowing up in anger to the point of bursting a blood vessel.

“Secretary Li, what…

what do we do about this now?” Secretary Zhou asked Li Tianyang cautiously, fearing that even a single wrong word could set off an explosion.

Li Tianyang looked fierce, like a starving wild dog ready to bite, and said to Secretary Zhou, “I simply don’t believe that monkey Liu Hun can escape from the palm of my hand.

The mine in Wanbao Village belongs to our County Government, and I will start mining it today.

Who dares to tell me ‘no’?!

While this hasn’t blown up yet, I’m giving you two days to have Liu Yue flatten Wanbao Village!”

“Yes, yes, yes!

I’ll tell Liu Yue to take care of it right away!” Secretary Zhou said and was about to leave the office when he was stopped by Li Tianyang.

“Wait!

Tell Liu Yue not to screw this up for me!

And if he wants a piece of the fat meat that is Wanbao Village’s mineral resources, then he must shoulder the responsibility.

If he dares to draw the fire to me, I’ll make sure he can’t handle the consequences!

Go and do it!” Li Tianyang waved Secretary Zhou away.

Secretary Zhou quickly nodded and left the office.

As soon as he was out of the County Party Secretary’s office, he called Liu Yue and relayed Li Tianyang’s instructions to him in detail.

The map of the mine in Wanbao Village had been given to him by Dong Peng, who also recommended a mining company guy named Liu Yue to him, and without much thought, he could guess that this Liu Yue was probably Dong Peng’s relative.

After all, why would they let outsiders benefit?

Liu Yue had been staying in Taiping Town all this time, and it really wasn’t to experience the difficult life but to conduct a thorough investigation on several villages and Liu Hun himself.

The most common response he got was that Liu Hun was a capable man, and some even said he was a godlike figure.

As for these evaluations from farmers who hadn’t read two pages of a book, he never took them seriously.

After hanging up with Secretary Zhou, Liu Yue scoffed with disdain, as if looking at a pile of dung, and then dialed a phone number.

“Liu Yue, how’s the progress with the matter?” A somewhat deep voice came from the other end of the phone, clearly not Yang Guang’s bootlicker, Dong Peng.

It was—Qiao Guangbi!

“Mr.

Qiao, rest assured about the work I do.

Li Tianyang wants it done in two days to flatten Wanbao Village, what do you think we should do?” Liu Yue’s tone while talking to the person on the other end of the phone was respectful, a complete 180 from his attitude towards Secretary Zhou.

Qiao Guangbi sneered coldly on the phone and then said, “Li Tianyang wants you to do it, so just do it.

If things go south, he’ll be the one to take the fall.

If all goes well, we sit back and reap the benefits!”

“But…” Liu Yue conveyed his worries to Qiao Guangbi, “Li Tianyang’s secretary made it very clear that I cannot implicate him.

If we anger Li Tianyang, we’ll end up having one more enemy on our hands.”

Qiao Guangbi smacked his lips, then told Liu Yue, “Just go ahead with it.

If you mess up, I’m sure Liu Huyi will seize the opportunity to exploit the situation.

By then, Li Tianyang won’t be able to handle Liu Hun, much less pay attention to you.

The media debacle in the county town was stirred up by Liu Hun.

He’s not an easy one to deal with; be careful not to get bitten when poking the turtle.

Or you might have to chop off a finger!”

“I understand!” Liu Yue replied, then hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone aside, he sneered, “Liu Hun?

He’s nothing but a fart; even if he were Guan Yu himself, I’d still flatten him!”

The next day at the entrance of Wanbao Village was packed with all kinds of pots, pans, and basins.

A bunch of old men and women were seated at the village entrance, some cracking sunflower seeds, some sleeping, some bragging—essentially camping out, causing a blockage so complete that, never mind an excavator, not even an old hen could enter Wanbao Village.

“In the first month is the New Year ah~ Widow Wang come with me to the market ah~ Walking on the road, I needed to pee ah, hey yi ya yo…

Who’s making all that racket?” Old Lee was in the middle of singing a bawdy song with a group of old ladies when a rumbling roar began to sound in the background.

Zhang Ju slapped him on the back and said, “Stop pissing!

What are you pissing for, the excavator is already here!

Look behind you!”

A crowd of people quickly looked towards the entrance of the village, and indeed, a mighty procession of at least a hundred people and more than a dozen pieces of machinery were making their way towards Wanbao Village.

“Hey!

Those motherless bastards are really coming!

Our village just got this shiny new cement road fixed up, and I haven’t even had a few good turns on it!

It’s now all for these son of a guns to strut their stuff!” Old Li spat a thick loogie towards the direction of the newcomers, cursing away.

Wang Dajiao suddenly got fired up, like a screw finding its slot, shaking his head proudly, he said, “Today, you all better watch me; I’ll be here in full force.

If those bastards dare come over, I’ll just lie down on the ground like this!

If they dare touch me, then my great-grandchild is set, and I won’t have to worry about being cared for in my old age, plus Liu Hun’s two million!”

And truly, this bunch of old arms and legs who usually stirred up trouble for Qin Yue and Luo Xiangjun in the village were in the spotlight today.

Whether it was Old Li pulling down Zhang Ju’s underpants or Wang Dajiao taking two eggs from Wang the cripple, despite the income skyrocketing like a rocket, petty troubles like these were always emerging.

Today, they finally came in handy.

Boom!

Boom!

Excavators, tractors, and trucks rolled up to the entrance of Wanbao Village like a military parade, and Liu Yue hopped off a vehicle, sunglasses in hand and a briefcase tucked under his arm.

He hadn’t expected Wanbao Village’s cement road to be this well made, even better than some of the province roads fixed up with bribes and corruption.

Liu Yue, in his gleaming leather shoes, approached the group of villagers and asked, “Who’s the village chief here?

Bring him out to me!”

“Look at the nerve you have!

Acting all high and mighty!

With that coal briquette of a face, you want to see our village chief?

Dream on, don’t scare the village chief now!” Old Li waggled his head and sprayed a tirade at Liu Yue.

Fire shot up to Liu Yue’s head, in his life, it was the first time anyone had likened him to a lump of coal.

Brandishing his briefcase, he pointed at Old Li and demanded, “Clean up your mouth, I’m telling you!

Right now!

Bring out your village chief!”

“Who are you talking to?

Look at you, prancing about with your little gold chain and shiny bald head!

Don’t give me that crap!

The gold chain I use to tie up my donkey is thicker than the one around your neck!” Old Li not only showed no fear of Liu Yue but was also eager to provoke him even more, thinking, if Liu Yue dared to make a move, he’d hit the jackpot!

It was a classic case of the pen being no match for the gun; speechless and furious, Liu Yue pointed at Old Li and the others, saying, “I’m telling you clearly today, we are dispatched by the County Government to carry out official duties!

If you keep up this nonsense, you’re all going to jail!”

“Oh, dear mother of mine!

I’ve sat in a dung pit and I’ve sat on a toilet, but I have indeed never sat in a jail.

Please do me the favor and pack me off there fast!

I’m all old arms and legs, useless for anything; I’m a burden at home.

Please, I beg you, send me to jail, where food and lodging are provided.

With winter coming, I’ll just stay there!” Wang Dajiao, as slippery as a snake, seized the moment to press on.

Liu Yue had no idea that Liu Hun had promised two million in compensation.

These old men and women had become fearless, challenging as trying to bite a hedgehog without getting pricked.

Now Liu Yue’s nose hairs were even trembling with rage, finding himself faced with an impenetrable wall of old men and women, unable to argue or touch them, he had no choice but to retreat to his vehicle.

Then he called over his subordinates and said, “Er Maozi!

Go check the village next door and Qingshui Ditch, see what’s going on there.

There are many roads to the bank!

If we can’t get through Wanbao Village, bulldozing those other two villages works just the same!”

“Bro, it’s ‘all roads lead to Rome’, right?” Er Maozi couldn’t help but correct him.

“Whack!” Already filled with fury, Liu Yue slapped Er Maozi on the back of his head and retorted, “You don’t know jack!

Do you even know where Rome is?

What are we gonna do there?!

Don’t come at me with your smart talk; just get to work!”

Watching Er Maozi drive off on his motorcycle, Liu Yue furiously lit a cigarette and took several hard drags.

He truly couldn’t believe this nonsense; that Liu Hun, a mere countryside rube, could best him.

Less than half an hour later, Er Maozi returned on his motorcycle, and Liu Yue quickly asked him, “What’s the situation?!”

“Hey, bro, you really missed out by not going to look yourself.

That village ahead set up a stage!” Er Maozi responded with this to Liu Yue.

“Set up a stage?” Liu Yue was left perplexed by Er Maozi’s cryptic statement.