Zhao Youzhi's entire face turned green when he heard Zhao Jianguo's words.
Now that his son had already gone to jail, if he couldn't keep his position as the village head, then his days in Sanjia Village would be over.
Fortunately, at this moment, Zhang Xiaomeng opened his mouth:
"I'm not interested in being the village head."
"Alright then,"
Zhao Jianguo nodded before turning his gaze toward Zhao Youzhi:
"Old man, from now on behave yourself in front of Mr. Zhang."
"Otherwise, I can remove you from your village head position within minutes."
"Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely behave myself."
"Director Zhao, Mr. Zhang, I was wrong, I won't be arrogant again."
"From now on, I assure you I will treat Mr. Zhang with the utmost respect and will never trouble you again."
At these words, Zhao Youzhi let out a long sigh of relief and apologized profusely to both Zhang Xiaomeng and Zhao Jianguo.
Zhang Xiaomeng waved his hand at him with a look of disdain.
