Pleasure Helping Spirit System

"Zhixin, after you do this, those people in Shanggang Village will definitely make a fuss." The female voice sighed.

The short-haired girl snorted coldly: "Then make a fuss, if you can't survive, they will stop."

The female voice said: "Zhixin, you are like this..."

"Sister Lan, needless to say, I understand the law, so I will not break the law knowingly, I will use conventional means to seek justice, and I will not make it difficult for you."

The female voice was speechless.

Even if it was a conventional method, it would be fatal!

It's just that she knows the whole story, and she can't say any words of persuasion. A person who has done good deeds all his life and returned to his hometown for decades, was pissed to death, and his ancestral graves were dug up. As a child, he did not do crazy things. It is already very restrained.

After hanging up the phone, the short-haired woman drove away, dialed several numbers and gave many orders at the same time.

In the next two days, Jinhe City became lively.

The news spread that Zhou Zhiqiang's mother's grave was dug up and then died of anger. There was an immediate uproar, which aroused countless discussions, and the news spread even on the Internet.

Afterwards, Zhou Zhiqiang's daughter, Zhou Zhixin, sent people to cut off the road leading to the outside of Shanggang Village. Many places were damaged and vehicles could not move.

In particular, a bridge connecting Shanggang Village to the outside was directly blown up. In this way, if Shanggang village wants to go out, it can only pass through the laid-off village more than ten miles away, which is a long detour, which suddenly becomes extremely inconvenient.

In the end, most of the dozens of villas that Zhou Zhiqiang spent a lot of money on were destroyed.

When this kind of incident happened, Shanggang Village was in a state of turmoil. They went directly to the village and demanded justice.

But at this time, Zhou Zhixin gave an answer. What she did was to fulfill her father's unfinished dream and create a better living environment for her father and fellow villagers. Therefore, Zhou Zhixin will spend more money to rebuild roads and bridges. But it will take some time, so let the villagers of Shanggang Village be calm.

As soon as this answer came out, Shanggang Village almost exploded.

If Zhou Zhiqiang hadn't died, then they still had some confidence. After all, Zhou Zhiqiang had been doing this for decades.

But Zhou Zhiqiang's daughter?

How is this possible, she has never done anything for Shanggang Village.

Especially now, Zhou Zhiqiang's death is very aggrieved, and the outside world is almost condemning Shanggang Village.

Under such circumstances, instead of seeking justice for her father, Zhou Zhixin repayed his grievances with virtue, hehe, who would believe it? This is obviously revenge, and they just don't want to make things easier for Shanggang Village.

Originally, Shanggang Village wanted to rely on the government to death, and wanted to force Zhou Zhixin to restore the roads and bridges in Shanggang Village.

But at this time, another blow came to Shanggang Village.

The employees of Shanggang Village who work in the Zhou family's company, no matter what position they are in, have been notified and are ready to go to training. After training, they will be promoted in rank and salary, but the training must be qualified.

Damn, even the most stupid person knows that this training must be tricky. If you go there, you will never pass it in this life.

Others who don't work in the Zhou family's company, except for those who are far away, and those who are close, have been treated more or less severely.

It can be said that after these two consecutive waves of blows, more than half of the entire Shanggang Village has been destroyed. Unless you have savings in your hands, you will leave your hometown and start anew in a different place, otherwise the days to come will be sad.

But it is not so easy to leave their hometown. The whole Shanggang Village suddenly became gloomy. Many people reacted after being beaten, and began to regret it in their hearts.

But things have already happened, who can regret medicine.

What scares the villagers of Shanggang Village the most is that Zhou Zhixin's work is impeccable and impeccable. The people of Jinhe City did not sympathize with them, and even expressed their condemnation on the Internet.

It is in the same line with Shanggang Village, and Xiagang Village, who has been jealous of Shanggang Village's good luck for decades, even made a mockery, saying that the village name can be exchanged, and Shanggang Village is the place that perfectly fits the name of Laigang Village.

Under such circumstances, no one noticed that Wu Feng was the one who suffered the most.

Being entangled by Zhou Zhiqiang and affected by resentment, Wu Feng almost collapsed.

In a trance, he fell from upstairs and was seriously injured.

But after he was sent to the hospital, because he had no money, the hospital refused to operate on him, so he could only wait for death slowly.

In this situation, it is rare for the people of Jinhe to praise the hospital.

At night, Jinhe City, the roadside of a remote street.

Chen Hao pulled over and looked over with an interesting expression on his face.

Under the yin and yang eyes, Chen Hao saw a person sitting on the side of the alley, looking up at the sky.

Under the street lamp, this person has no shadow, it is a ghost.

Chen Hao observed for a while, got out of the car and walked over.

When he came in front of this ghost, Chen Hao could see clearly.

A very young guy, but not very good-looking.

Chen Hao's approach made the young ghost look over, but after a glance, it looked up at the sky again, lost in its own thoughts.

But soon, it looked at Chen Hao again, because Chen Hao walked up to it and didn't leave.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Hello."

Young ghost: "..."

Chen Hao continued: "Young man, why did you die at such a young age? How did you die?"

Young ghost: "..."

Chen Hao said: "Don't you want to talk? Then I'm leaving."

The young ghost came to his senses and hurriedly said, "Can you see me?"

Chen Hao smiled and said, "I can see it, is there a problem?"

"You, you are..." The young ghost was a little excited.

Chen Haodao: "It doesn't matter what I am, the important thing is that I saw you, I can help you, do you have any regrets, do you want me to help?"

The young ghost shook his head and said, "No."

Chen Hao: "..."

The young ghost continued: "But can you chat with me? I haven't talked to anyone for more than a year, so boring."

Chen Hao was speechless.

Died at such a young age with no regrets? Then why don't you reincarnate?

Chen Hao asked curiously: "You really have no regrets? Then how did you die?"

The young ghost said: "I used the Internet for several days in an Internet cafe, and died suddenly."

Chen Hao: "Then why don't you reincarnate after you die?"

The young ghost said: "I don't want to go, it's too tiring to be a human being, so feel free to be a ghost."

The corner of Chen Hao's mouth twitched.

Hearing this, why do you want to smoke it.

If you are an old man who has been tortured by life, it is understandable to say so, but look at you, you are only a little older, and it is too tiring to be a human being!

Seeing that Chen Hao didn't seem to believe it, the young ghost said: "Really, I didn't lie to you. My family is complicated. My parents divorced very early, and no one cares about me. My grandfather also passed away a few years ago. I also read books." If I don’t go in, I don’t want to work part-time, so I wander around all day, steal electric cars for a living, and go to Internet cafes when I have money, but I become addicted to eating chicken and died suddenly.”

Chen Hao was speechless.

This experience, it seems that Mr. Xiong is very similar, it is a bit self-defeating.

But Mr. Xiong regretted it after he died. This guy doesn't regret it after he dies, and he doesn't want to be a human being! Zhenbai blinded the opportunity he had competed with hundreds of millions of tadpoles back then.