Chapter 58: Scolding the Deaf Old Lady, Yi Yi Zhonghai is angered into fainting!

Regarding whether or not to remove Yi Yi Zhonghai from office, everyone wrote their decision on paper.

Why not use the simplest show of hands?

Because they are afraid of offending people and suffering retaliation from Yi Yi Zhonghai.

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

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

On the table, everyone's opinions are 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 Yan Bugui and Liu Liu Haizhong, Chen Tian sneers.

These two old, cunning, and slippery things—not a single one of them went to check.

They both want to drag Yi Yi Zhonghai down, but neither is willing to be the villain.

"That, Old Liu, you are the Second Uncle, and now that Old Yi cannot come forward, you should do it."

Yan Yan Bugui's brain turns fast, and he throws the hot potato to Liu Liu Haizhong ahead of time.

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

Liu Liu Haizhong is so anxious he can't speak.

In his heart, he is cursing Yan Yan Bugui non-stop.

This is trying to make him offend Yi 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 even become the Second Uncle?"

Xu Xu Damao urges impatiently.

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

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

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

Xu Xu Damao is eager to smear Yi Yi Zhonghai's reputation.

Being provoked by Xu Xu Damao like this, the whole courtyard gets anxious.

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

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

Liu Liu Haizhong steels his heart; this is a task he must do.

This is a good opportunity to establish his authority.

"That, Old Yi, don't take it to heart."

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

Liu Liu Haizhong looks at Yi Yi Zhonghai with some embarrassment and begins to tally the results.

He is still somewhat afraid of Yi Yi Zhonghai.

For so many years in the factory, Yi Yi Zhonghai was a Level 8 fitter, and he, Liu Liu Haizhong, was a Level 7 fitter.

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

In terms of education level.

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

For many years, the two lived in the same courtyard, and Liu Liu Haizhong was comprehensively crushed by Yi Yi Zhonghai.

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

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

Deep down, Liu Liu Haizhong has always deeply feared Yi Yi Zhonghai and has never stopped wanting to take his place.

Now that the day has truly arrived, Liu Liu Haizhong's hands are trembling; he is both excited and afraid.

He flips open the first one: "Agree to remove Yi Yi Zhonghai."

The second one: "Agree to remove."

The third...

Liu Liu Haizhong's eyes are burning, and he continues to tally.

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

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

He has seen every single slip of paper.

With every one he sees, Yi Yi Zhonghai's face becomes even uglier.

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

Everyone in the courtyard wrote that they agree to remove Yi Yi Zhonghai!

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

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

At the rolling mill, he is one of the few Level 8 fitters, and even the factory director has to give him face.

Among the workers, there is no one who does not respect him.

Upright, enthusiastic, selfless, respecting the old and loving the young—these have always been his labels.

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

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

He has become a street rat that everyone shouts to beat.

Yi Yi Zhonghai cannot believe why everyone is so full of malice toward him, and why not a single person stood up to speak for him.

Sha Zhu, Qin Qin Huairu—people who have received countless favors from him over the years—have all chosen to betray him at this moment.

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

"Ahem."

Liu Liu Haizhong clears his throat.

"Everyone, pay attention, the tally results are out."

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

This time, Yi Yi Zhonghai is truly finished!

Everyone looks at Liu Liu Haizhong with tension.

After all, for so many years, Yi Yi Zhonghai's prestige in the courtyard was too high; he almost held absolute power.

This is the first time everyone has voted to discuss whether to remove Yi 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 remove Yi Yi Zhonghai from the position of First Uncle!"

"Passed by a unanimous vote!"

Liu Liu Haizhong, unable to suppress his smugness, looks at Yi Yi Zhonghai with eyes full of mockery.

"Bang!"

Yi Yi Zhonghai slams the table hard, shaking with anger.

"Good! This is the voice of the masses!"