Chapter 55 Moral Blackmail of Yi Zhonghai

Chapter 55 Moral Blackmail of Yi Zhonghai (First Update)
Now it was Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu's turn to be anxious.

Just as the ear room in the front yard was about to become the property of the Jia family, unexpectedly, Yi Zhonghai backed out at the last minute.

How can this be done?

Jia Zhang had already regarded the ear room in the front yard as the private property of the Jia family. How could she possibly watch the cooked duck slip away from her mouth?

He immediately shouted to Yi Zhonghai.

"Lao Yi..."

"When did we say we didn't want to rent a house anymore..."

"You promised the Jia family to ask Wang Dong to borrow the house."

"You changed the house from being a loan to being a rented one, and my Jia family didn't say anything, so why don't you even rent it now..."

"what do you mean……"

"Are you kidding our Jia family?"

After saying that, he sat down on the ground and cried out loudly like a funeral: "Old Jia..."

"Why did you leave so early..."

"Leaving us, an orphan and a widow, to suffer in the yard..."

"Now even your brother Yi Zhonghai is bullying us..."

"Come up quickly and take him away..."

"Isn't it just signing a guarantee for us? If you don't want to do it, then don't do it..."

"Fortunately, he promised you to take good care of us orphans and widows..."

It seemed that Jia Zhang was getting more and more outrageous, even talking about things that happened a long time ago.

Yi Zhonghai's face was immediately filled with anger, and his eyes turned red.

Afraid that Jia Zhang would speak without restraint and say everything that should and should not be said, he immediately scolded her with an angry expression.

"Shut up……"

"Sister-in-law of the Jia family, if you keep on being such a scoundrel, be careful or I'll call the street officials to sue you for spreading feudal superstition in the courtyard!"

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Jia Dongxu and said seriously: "Dongxu..."

"Take care of your mother and tell her to shut up..."

"Since I said I won't rent a house, then there must be a reason for not renting a house... I'll explain the reason to you later!"

The reason why Jia Zhang could act like a rogue in the yard again and again was inseparable from Yi Zhonghai's favoritism and care.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was really angry, Jia Zhang was afraid that he would no longer care about the Jia family, so she quickly shut up and stood aside.

Wang Dong didn't have time to watch Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family perform a double act, so he interrupted decisively: "Dear neighbors..."

"Everyone just saw it!"

"I am willing to rent the house to the Jia family, but the eldest uncle is unwilling to guarantee the Jia family..."

"It's not that I'm selfish and don't want to rent a house..."

"Since Master Yi and the Jia family are no longer renting a house... then there should be nothing left for me to do... or I can go home right away... It's really cold standing outside for so long!"

Seeing Wang Dong turning around and about to leave, the old man hurriedly called out, "Wang Dong..."

"Don't leave so soon..."

"There's something else that concerns you tonight!"

Seeing Wang Dong return to his position, Yi Zhonghai perked up and said, "Everyone knows that Wang Dong replaced Old Chen from the front yard and went to the steel mill..."

“But I don’t know what Wang Dong does in the steel mill!”

"I just got the news today..."

"Wang Dong worked as a ninth-level chef in the kitchen of a steel rolling mill. He was not only in charge of the factory's small kitchen, but was also promoted by the factory leaders to be the canteen team leader..."

"This is a great thing in our hospital!"

"I just wanted Wang Dong to treat the residents in the courtyard to a meal and celebrate together!"

“Wang Dong…”

"This is a great opportunity to build neighborhood ties, you can't refuse!"

Wang Dong immediately showed a mocking expression that was neither a smile nor a smile on his face.

It seems that Yi Zhonghai has made up his mind to make himself bleed and suffer a loss today, otherwise he will not let him go easily.

But Wang Dong is not a soft persimmon that can be bullied by anyone.

If he agreed to Yi Zhonghai, everyone in the courtyard would be grateful to Yi Zhonghai. After all, without Yi Zhonghai's proposal, no one would be able to have this meal.

As for myself, who contributed both money and effort, I didn't get much thanks from people.

Thinking of this, Wang Dong once again witnessed Yi Zhonghai's despicable means of using other people's money to increase his own reputation.

Facing Yi Zhonghai's "sincere" gaze, he asked back: "Uncle..."

"I want to ask..."

"Does it mean that everyone in the courtyard who joins the work and gets promoted must treat their neighbors to a meal?"

Yi Zhonghai was afraid that Wang Dong would set a trap for him again, so he thought for five seconds before speaking...

“Wang Dong…”

"you misunderstood……"

"There is no such rule in the courtyard..."

"I'm just suggesting it... After all, this is a good opportunity to deepen your relationship with your neighbors..."

“It’s also an opportunity to let the neighbors in the yard add some extra food and have a good meal!”

"You are a level nine chef in the steel mill, so your food must be delicious!"

"After everyone has tried it, they can also help you promote it!"

"When we have a banquet in the future, we can invite you to do it!"

Yi Zhonghai is worthy of being the moral master in the courtyard.

As he spoke, he tied up everyone in the yard together with him.

He knew too well the little thoughts of these people in the hospital.

As long as they don't suffer any loss and their interests are not affected, we will take advantage of them whenever possible.

If Wang Dong really invites everyone to the hospital, everyone can have a free meal, so why not?

So everyone looked at Wang Dong with anticipation.

Wang Dong did not disappoint them and said directly: "Maybe you don't know!"

"Although I worked in the kitchen of a steel mill..."

"He is also the canteen supervisor, responsible for the steel mill kitchen..."

"But all my wages added up to only thirty-seven dollars and fifty cents, only one-third of what an old man gets!"

Hearing this...

Everyone in the courtyard showed a disappointed expression, thinking that Wang Dong was crying poor and didn't want to treat everyone...

Wang Dong took in everyone's reactions and continued, "But..."

"For the unity of our courtyard, and for everyone to have a good meal..."

"I can't be too stingy..."

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up, fearing that Wang Dong would go back on his word, he immediately replied: "Wang Dong is indeed the descendant of a martyr... He is indeed a generous man..."

"Let's applaud Dongzi together!"

Wang Dong did not refuse the applause. He put his hands together, signaling everyone to stop and continue speaking later.

"But I have a suggestion..."

"The eldest uncle is a moral role model in our courtyard and a role model for us young people to learn from..."

"The second uncle is a seventh-level forger in the steel mill. He is also a role model for us young people..."

"Since you are a role model, you must take the lead..."

"Since the purpose of the dinner is to unite the courtyard and let everyone have a good meal, the first and second uncles must treat first, and then it will be our turn."

"The uncle is a grade eight fitter in a steel mill, earning 100 yuan a month, with almost no burden... It's definitely no problem to hire him for seven or eight meals..."

"Although Second Master is a seventh-level forger in the steel mill, he has a large family and a heavy burden, so one or two meals is enough..."

"The uncle often told us that Brother Jia is the representative of the young people in the hospital..."

"Since you are a representative, you must set an example..."

"He is a fourth-level fitter in the steel mill, and he is the apprentice of an old man. It shouldn't be too much to treat him to two or three meals!"

"What do you think of my proposal?"

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