As the village secretary, Lai Changqing determined the nature of this contract. He said it was flawless, which meant that the document Jiang Xiaobai held was legally binding. Now, Nanwan Lake should belong to Jiang Xiaobai, and how he chose to deal with Nanwan Lake was nobody else's business.
Lai Changqing wasn't doing this to help Jiang Xiaobai, though—that wasn't his aim. His goal was to use Jiang Xiaobai to strike at Liu Changhe. For a long time, he, as the village secretary, had been overshadowed by Liu Changhe, the village chief. He had long wanted to suppress Liu Changhe but had never found the opportunity. Now that the opportunity had presented itself, he would not let it slip away.
"Lai Changqing, you old wily dog, what the hell does this have to do with you?"
Ma Cuihua, who had come forward with a broom to cheer on the men, jumped out, pointing the broom at Lai Changqing's face and cursing loudly.
