Chapter 573

As long as he provoked it a little, he could also make Jia Dongxu hate Wan Ping'an and make the neighbors fear Wan Ping'an.

A good thing that killed many birds with one stone!

"Ping'an, do you have a way?"

"If you have a way, catch the Pallas's cat!"

Comrade Song was very anxious.

Even if it was Jia Zhangshi's fault, there couldn't be a loss of life, otherwise it would be very difficult to explain.

As long as there was no loss of life, everything was easy to handle.

If there was a loss of life, everything would be difficult to handle. Like this kind of accidental death, the police would definitely intervene to investigate and give the common people an explanation.

Wan Ping'an nodded.

Seeing the opportunity, he rushed up and grabbed the Pallas's cat by the back of its neck.

The Pallas's cat became obedient instantly.

This was a characteristic of felines—not just felines, but many wild animals would become obedient when grabbed by the fur on the back of their necks.

Of course.

The premise was being able to grab it.

If you couldn't grab it, that was delivering food, sending free takeout to the wild animal.

"Ouch, it hurts me to death!"

The Pallas's cat was grabbed away.

Jia Zhangshi finally caught her breath.

Boom!

Quite a few people laughed.

Jia Zhangshi looked too miserable.

Her face, neck, hands—every place without clothing protection—were scratched by the Pallas's cat, one line after another.

Her jacket was also scratched with many holes and would definitely need many patches.

Her hair had also been pulled out quite a bit.

Even Comrade Song couldn't help but laugh, then tried his best to hold it in, his face turning red.

"Wuwuwu, Comrade Song, you must make the decision for me."

"Wan Ping'an's Pallas's cat hurt me like this. He must pay for it. I want to be hospitalized, I want to be treated, Wan Ping'an must be responsible to the end."

"In addition, compensate me with one hundred yuan."

Jia Zhangshi started acting like a rascal.

The crowd was speechless; Jia Zhangshi brought it on herself, how could she let Wan Ping'an pay?

But everyone knew that Jia Zhangshi was very difficult to deal with. Whoever provoked her, she could block their door and curse for three days and three nights without leaving.

No one would stand up to accuse Jia Zhangshi.

They would only discuss her in private!

"Jia Zhangshi, shut up. What were you doing just now?"

"Why did you snatch the Pallas's cat?"

Comrade Song was very angry.

"The Pallas's cat attacked me several times, scratching me, my son, and the First Elder."

"Of course I want compensation. Now that the Pallas's cat is Wan Ping'an's, and it hurt us before, as the owner, he must be responsible to the end."

Jia Zhangshi's anger flared up whenever she thought of the Pallas's cat.

She had been tossed too miserably by the Pallas's cat.

She had to vent this anger.

"Jia Zhangshi, do you still want any face?"

"Why did the Pallas's cat attack you? Do you think I don't know?"

"It was you who went to provoke the Pallas's cat first, and later you brought your son and the First Elder to anger the Pallas's cat, so it chased you to the Sihe Academy to take revenge."

"You brought a serious safety hazard to the Sihe Academy. It's good enough that I didn't punish you; you still have the face to ask for compensation?"

Comrade Song was very angry.

This area of the Red Star Sihe Academy was his responsibility.

As long as something big happened, he would definitely be criticized, affecting his promotion and his future. How could he not have an opinion on Jia Zhangshi?

"I..."

Jia Zhangshi was still unwilling.

"It seems you haven't realized your mistake yet."

"I represent the subdistrict office in punishing you. You have two choices: one is to sweep the courtyard for a week, and the other is to be a volunteer propagandist."

Comrade Song didn't intend to let Jia Zhangshi off.

"I want to be a volunteer propagandist!"

Jia Zhangshi made her choice without even thinking.

The Red Star Sihe Academy wasn't small, with large open spaces in the front, middle, and back courtyards. Sweeping it once was also quite a tiring job.

Being a propagandist was different.

She had seen propagandists; it was nothing more than gathering everyone together, talking about this and that, and sticking a few propaganda posters on the wall, and that was it.

A very easy job.

Much easier than sweeping the courtyard.

Maybe she could even mix in some food and drink.

Wan Ping'an smiled coldly. Comrade Song decided to punish Jia Zhangshi; could the two choices of punishment he gave her be simple?

Jia Zhangshi chose to be a volunteer propagandist, she definitely jumped into a pit!

Wan Ping'an was one hundred percent sure!