Chapter 709

At the Liu family.

"That old dog Yi Zhonghai, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have to write a self-criticism, and I wouldn't have been criticized by Wang Zhuren. I will absolutely not spare him!"

Liu Haizhong was very annoyed.

"Sigh, he has the Deaf Old Lady backing him, what can we do to him!"

The Second Elder's wife sighed.

When Wang Zhuren came, the Deaf Old Lady went directly to Wang Zhuren to plead for him.

Otherwise.

The punishment for Yi Zhonghai would not have been just a simple notification.

"An old woman who won't die, how many more years can she live?"

Liu Haizhong slammed his fist hard on the table.

He hated Yi Zhonghai, and he hated the Deaf Old Lady even more; during his struggle with Yi Zhonghai, the Deaf Old Lady always appeared at critical moments.

Many times, he was almost about to win.

As soon as the Deaf Old Lady appeared and favored Yi Zhonghai, he would lose completely.

At the Yan family.

"It's Jia Zhangshi again, and Yi Zhonghai again. That bastard Yi Zhonghai, he can't be the First Elder anymore, and he still implicates me in writing a self-criticism."

Yan Fugui was equally annoyed.

Fortunately, this time it was just writing a self-criticism, not being a negative example, and it wouldn't be notified to the school, so it wouldn't affect his career.

"Wife, you stay at home and keep a closer eye on Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai."

"As long as they do something bad, go report them. They won't let me live a good life, so I won't let them have a good life either."

Yan Fugui began to hate Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi.

The next morning.

Wan Ping'an went to the six-acre plot.

Not long after leaving the Sihe Academy, he was stopped by a middle-aged man.

"Can we talk on the side?"

The middle-aged man looked Wan Ping'an up and down.

"Sure, what is it?"

Wan Ping'an became vigilant.

"I have news about Chen Xueru, very important news. I want fifty yuan."

The man looked at Wan Ping'an.

"Why do you think I would give you money?"

Wan Ping'an was stunned.

"I'm just trying. If you don't give the money, just pretend I never came."

The man turned to leave.

"Wait, I'll give you the money, but you must guarantee that this news is worth fifty yuan."

Wan Ping'an called the man back.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely worth it!"

"Fan Jinyou is looking for us to stage a 'hero saves the beauty' tomorrow."

The man leaned close to Wan Ping'an, lowered his voice, and kept looking left and right, afraid of being overheard.

Hero saves the beauty?

... Seeking flowers...

Wan Ping'an was stunned.

Fan Jinyou had been eyeing Chen Xueru, planning to get both the money and the girl.

But Chen Xueru didn't like Fan Jinyou; no matter how he tried to curry favor, she kept her distance and even explicitly told him that they were impossible.

Fan Jinyou was not reconciled.

If the 'hero saves the beauty' succeeded and was acted out well, Chen Xueru might really be moved by his bravery and agree to his pursuit.

"Here, fifty yuan."

"This is one hundred. I want you to help me do something."

Wan Ping'an took out another one hundred yuan.

"What do you want me to do?"