Chapter 215

"Old Cai, I have a task for you."

"Yi Zhonghai from our courtyard is a big landlord and big capitalist who wants to restore old ideas; I want to help him publicize it; you find people, the more the better."

Ping'an wanted to continue dealing with Yi Zhonghai.

Helping him publicize it would surely make him very uncomfortable, and it might even affect Yi Zhonghai's job—demotion, transfer, or even dismissal!

"I'll go right now!"

"I guarantee I'll complete the task!"

Cai Quanwu answered very crisply.

After taking two steps, he turned back.

"Ping'an, do you think we can use golden rice as a reward?"

"Now, many people want golden rice; if you give them half a catty each, I guarantee they will do their best to publicize Yi Zhonghai for you."

Cai Quanwu made a request.

Wan Ping'an nodded.

Isn't it just half a catty of rice per person?

Even if he found a hundred people to publicize it, it would only be fifty catties of golden rice.

"Wait, find as many people as possible, the more the better, at least a hundred."

"It's best to find a few workers from the steel mill and let them spread the news in the factory; I want to see how the factory will punish Yi Zhonghai?"

A cold light flashed in Wan Ping'an's eyes.

"No problem, I guarantee that within three days, everyone in the steel mill will know that Yi Zhonghai is a big landlord and big capitalist who wants to restore old ideas!"

Cai Quanwu patted his chest and guaranteed.

Ping'an was very satisfied.

He turned his head.

Looking at Qin Huairu not far away.

She was patrolling Wan Ping'an's six acres of land with the big black dog.

A feast for the eyes!

In the afternoon.

Yi Zhonghai got off work and went home.

"Look, is that Yi Zhonghai in front?"

"It's him, the sixth-level fitter from the steel mill; everyone said he had a bright future and might become an eighth-level fitter, but now it seems his future is dim!"

"I really don't know what he's thinking, actually wanting to restore big landlord and big capitalist ideas; does he want to be a capitalist?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, be careful he hears you."

"So what if he hears?"

When Yi Zhonghai went home, he always felt something was wrong.

Soon he found out.

On the road.

There were always people pointing at him.

The distance was far, and the voices were very low, so he couldn't hear clearly, but sometimes he could hear one or two words, like "landlord" and "capitalist."

Yi Zhonghai went home with a belly full of depression.

"Dear, you, you..."

Yi Dama stammered.

"What's wrong with me?"

"If you have something to say, say it; what are you afraid of?"

Yi Zhonghai was a bit impatient.

On the road, he was already very annoyed by everyone pointing at him.

Back home, Yi Dama was stammering again, which made him even more annoyed.

"People inside and outside the courtyard are all spreading rumors, saying you are a big landlord and big capitalist who wants to restore old ideas, and also saying you are a black sheep!"

Yi Dama said it all in one breath.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned black instantly.

Isn't this rumor-mongering?

When did he ever want to restore big landlord and big capitalist ideas?

It was definitely rumor-mongering!

At the same time.

The Yan family.

Yan Fugui also just got off work and came back.

"Dear, many people are discussing that Yi Zhonghai is a big landlord and big capitalist who wants to restore old ideas; should we draw a line with him?"

Yan Dama asked Yan Fugui for instructions.

"Someone wants to ruin Yi Zhonghai!"

Yan Fugui understood as soon as he heard it.

He believed it when people said Yi Zhonghai wanted to restore patriarchal rule!

Yi Zhonghai was doing exactly that; he wanted to turn the Sihe Academy into his own domain.

But Yan Fugui absolutely didn't believe that he wanted to restore big landlord and big capitalist ideas; Yi Zhonghai didn't have that ability, let alone that kind of thought!

"Draw a line, we must draw a line!"

"I guess it was Wan Ping'an who did it; he wants to ruin Yi Zhonghai; if we don't draw a line with Yi Zhonghai, I'm afraid he'll ruin us too."

Yan Fugui was the smartest of the three managing elders.

It's just that he lacked courage and didn't have anyone supporting him behind the scenes.

Otherwise.

The position of the First Elder would definitely be his.

"Sigh, Wan Ping'an is brave and resourceful; such a person is the hardest to deal with and the one you must not offend!"

"You should be careful when you speak in the future; never speak ill of Wan Ping'an to outsiders."

"Otherwise, once he retaliates, no one can protect you."

Yan Fugui's expression was very serious.

Yan Dama nodded.

The Yan children also nodded.

A night of insomnia for Yi Zhonghai passed.

The next morning.

Yi Zhonghai went to work with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

At work, he always felt something was wrong, and there were always people pointing at him.

"Little Liu, let's go to the restroom together."

Yi Zhonghai decided to find someone to ask.

The two left the workshop together.

On the way to the restroom, Yi Zhonghai gave Little Liu a yuan and finally learned the truth.

People were saying he was a big landlord and big capitalist who wanted to restore old ideas; it had spread throughout the workshop, and except for himself, everyone else knew.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned white instantly.

Oh no!

Something big is going to happen!

As soon as he returned to the workshop, he was called to the office by the workshop director.

"Master Yi, I called you here to talk to you on behalf of the factory leaders; you must answer the questions seriously and be responsible for what you say!"

The workshop director's expression was serious.

"I will answer truthfully!"

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

"There is a rumor in the factory that you are a big landlord and big capitalist who wants to restore old ideas, forbidding Wan Ping'an from farming and wanting to divide his personal fruits of labor."