"A hundred per household?" Tang Huai was startled, the sweetness of the cake instantly vanished.
Her eyes darkened, and she scoffed with sarcasm, "You're really opening your mouth wide like a lion—robbing us blind?"
Chen Fuhua also thought they were robbing them and said indignantly, "They are just robbing us!"
"Such a bunch of idiots," Tang Huai said disdainfully. "I could give thirty each household at most. If the government steps in and lets other coal bosses bid for it, they might not even get thirty."
Shuanglong Village, nearly a thousand households—if every household got a hundred, how much money would that be?
"I negotiated with them as you suggested. It was nearly settled, but someone started a commotion, saying a hundred per household, and then everyone refused to sign."
Not only did they refuse to sign, but they also drove Chen Fuhua out of Shuanglong Village—such a bunch of troublemakers!
"No room for negotiation?"
