Chapter 131: Rebuke the Deaf Old Lady, Yi Zhonghai is angered into a faint!

Regarding whether or not to impeach Yi Zhonghai, everyone wrote their thoughts on paper.

Why not use the simplest show of hands?

Fear of offending people and suffering retaliation from Yi Zhonghai.

Only by adopting a secret ballot method could the residents of the courtyard dare to express their true thoughts.

Even if they truly opposed Yi Zhonghai, they wouldn't be discovered.

On the table, the opinions of the crowd were piled up.

"Now that the ballots are collected, the two uncles, it's up to you two to announce the results."

Looking at the indifferent Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong, Chen Tian sneered.

These two old, cunning things—not a single one of them dared to step forward to check.

They both wanted to drag Yi Zhonghai down, yet neither was willing to be the villain.

"Um, Old Liu, you're the Second Uncle. Now that Old Yi can't show his face, it's up to you."

Yan Bugui's brain turned fast, and he threw the hot potato to Liu Haizhong a step ahead.

"I... this, Old Yan,..."

Liu Haizhong was so anxious he couldn't speak.

In his heart, he was cursing Yan Bugui incessantly.

This was trying to make him offend Yi Zhonghai.

"Hurry up, Second Uncle, everyone is waiting to go to work."

"Can you do it or not? Dilly-dallying over a task, how did you become Second Uncle?"

Xu Damao urged impatiently.

He had written a big "disagree," opposing Yi Zhonghai continuing as First Uncle.

He was just waiting for the results to be announced so Yi Zhonghai could be stripped of his position.

This old thing, in collusion with Seeing Sha Zhu, had bullied him more than once.

Xu Damao couldn't wait to smear Yi Zhonghai's reputation.

Provoked by Xu Damao, the whole courtyard became anxious.

Everyone was urging impatiently, all wanting to know the result.

Yi Zhonghai had recently exposed his hypocritical and selfish true face, and many people were dissatisfied with him.

Liu Haizhong steeled his heart; this was a task he had to do.

This was a good opportunity to establish his prestige.

"Um, Old Yi, don't take it the wrong way."

"This is the will of the masses; I have to respect everyone, don't I?"

Liu Haizhong looked at Yi Zhonghai with some embarrassment and began to tally the results.

He was still somewhat afraid of Yi Zhonghai.

For all these years at the factory, Yi Zhonghai was a Level 8 fitter, and he, Liu Haizhong, was a Level 7 fitter.

In the Sihe Academy, Yi Zhonghai was the First Uncle, and he was the Second Uncle.

As for cultural level.

Yi Zhonghai had a junior high education, while Liu Haizhong only had a second-grade elementary education—he had only studied for a year or two.

For many years, the two lived in the same courtyard, and Liu Haizhong had been thoroughly crushed by Yi Zhonghai in every aspect.

Even in terms of popularity, the Yi Zhonghai of the past was far better than Liu Haizhong.

It was only the various scandals exposed recently that caused Yi Zhonghai's reputation to plummet, and even Seeing Sha Zhu, who had the best relationship with him, had become like fire and water.

Deep in his heart, Liu Haizhong had always deeply feared Yi Zhonghai and had never stopped wanting to replace him.

Now that the day had truly arrived, Liu Haizhong's hands were trembling; he was both excited and afraid.

He flipped open the first one: "Agree to impeach Yi Zhonghai."

The second one: "Agree to impeach."

The third...

Liu Haizhong's eyes were burning as he continued to tally.

So far, he hadn't seen a single slip of paper refusing to impeach Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai's face was livid, staring fixedly at Liu Haizhong's hands.

He saw every single slip of paper.

With every one he saw, Yi Zhonghai's face became even uglier.

As Liu Haizhong flipped through them one by one, Yi Zhonghai's expression became terrifyingly gloomy.

Everyone in the courtyard had written that they agreed to impeach Yi Zhonghai!

Yi Zhonghai clenched his fists in anger, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

Having been a managing uncle of the Sihe Academy for over a decade, Yi Zhonghai had never felt such shame as he did today.

At the steel mill, he was one of the few Level 8 fitters; even the factory director had to give him face.

Among the workers, there was no one who didn't respect him.

Upright, enthusiastic, selfless, respecting the old and loving the young—these were his consistent labels.

The perfect persona he had spent over a decade building had completely collapsed in just one week.

Even his position as the First Uncle of the Sihe Academy, which he had held for over a decade, had been stripped away.

He had become a street rat that everyone shouted to beat.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't believe it; why was everyone filled with malice toward him? Not a single person stood up to speak for him.

Seeing Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu—people who had received so much of his kindness over the years—had all chosen to betray him at this moment.

Yi Zhonghai's heart was filled with anger, unwillingness, regret, confusion...

"Ahem."

Liu Haizhong cleared his throat.

"Everyone, pay attention. The results are in."

Liu Haizhong tried hard to hide his ecstasy, doing his best to keep his tone steady.

This time, Yi Zhonghai was truly finished!

Everyone looked at Liu Haizhong with nervous expressions.

After all, for so many years, Yi Zhonghai's prestige in the courtyard had been too high; he had almost covered the sky with one hand.

This was the first time everyone had voted to discuss whether or not to impeach Yi Zhonghai.

If it weren't for Chen Tian's special status, they wouldn't have dared to do this.

"After the vote, the full courtyard meeting unanimously agrees to impeach Yi Zhonghai from his position as First Uncle!"

"Passed by unanimous vote!"

Liu Haizhong couldn't suppress his smugness; the look he gave Yi Zhonghai was filled with mockery.

"Bang!"

Yi Zhonghai slammed the table hard, trembling with rage.

"Fine! This is the voice of the masses!" ===== CHAPTER 132 =====