CHAPTER 49: WHERE’S MY PRIDE?

As soon as Gu Yuan said this—

All eyes in the village committee were on the man being asked to step aside.

Dong Sheng: ???

What, what did this woman say? She wants to sit here and orders him to get up??!

At this moment, Feng Fan looked at Dong Sheng, and all the young men also looked at Dong Sheng.

These looks made Dong Sheng furious: "Why are you looking at me?"

After saying this, he stood up and walked aggressively towards Gu Yuan, glaring at her: "Where do you get the nerve to talk to me like this?"

He was a street boss after all.

Wherever he went, people had to call him Mr. Dong.

And now, in this impoverished countryside, he was being bossed around by a woman?

Where could he, Mr. Dong, show his face?

The village chief, seeing the thug rushing towards Yanyan, hurriedly blocked in front of her, using his most unconvincing voice to say the toughest words: "Yanyan is just a girl, what’s wrong with her sitting on a chair? There isn’t just one chair in this village committee! Can’t you sit on another chair?"

Dong Sheng: ??

He turned his head to look at Feng Fan.

Feng Fan, being a scholar, neither fought nor argued, and he tried to calm Dong Sheng down: "It’s okay, it’s okay, ladies first. Let’s just change chairs and get to business."

On hearing Feng Fan’s attitude, Dong Sheng’s anger surged, and he was visibly upset: "There are so many chairs here, yet she insists on sitting in mine. She’s clearly challenging my authority!"

Dong Sheng’s fierce face gave off a sense of ruthlessness, and if you cut out his photo and stuck it on the wall, no one would believe he hadn’t killed someone.

But actually, Dong Sheng was just a thug. Besides collecting protection fees and intimidating, he didn’t dare commit murder or arson.

While the villagers avoided him, Gu Yuan calmly walked over and sat down in the chair Dong Sheng had just vacated. She crossed her legs, placing a hand above her knee.

Sitting upright.

Dong Sheng hadn’t noticed yet, but Feng Fan, the young men, and the villagers all saw it with their own eyes.

Even Feng Fan, who was used to rough waters, couldn’t help but give Gu Yuan a thumbs up in his heart. Without the leverage of wealth, she could still assert herself to the fullest.

This was probably what they said about losing the person but not the momentum.

But no matter how much momentum was built, the agency rights still needed to be reclaimed.

Dong Sheng, who hadn’t realized his chair had been taken, clearly stated: "I won’t allow it today; if you’re unhappy, you, woman, will have to suck it up."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Gu Yuan’s voice came from behind: "Then you can suck it up yourself."

Dong Sheng spun around.

He saw the woman who had just bossily spoken was now seated securely in his chair. Legs crossed casually, hands resting above her knees, exuding confidence.

"Hey, you—" Dong Sheng glared, ready to step forward.

Feng Fan pulled Dong Sheng back, speaking in a low voice: "You’re here to do a job, don’t mess up my business. Once I secure the agency rights, it has to be reported. If they refuse to cooperate, you can show off your power afterward."

Listening to Feng Fan, Dong Sheng finally calmed down.

Lastly, in a condescending tone, he said to the woman sitting in his chair: "Given that you’re a woman, I won’t fuss with a woman who’s all hair and no brains."

The village chief approached Gu Yuan and softly said, "Yanyan, it seems we can’t partner with this new agency. They’re acting like bandits; if we don’t agree to cooperate, the orchard might really suffer."