"Fengzi, why are you here?"
Du Yongqiang was drinking his wine when he suddenly saw his nephew Du Qifeng enter the room. He put down his wine glass and stood up.
Speaking of his nephew, Du Yongqiang was both afraid and happy.
He was afraid because Du Qifeng had been in and out of prison more than ten times, and on some occasions, he had almost implicated himself.
He was happy because Du Qifeng had recently gotten close to a mysterious boss and he himself had benefited from it.
Therefore, seeing Du Qifeng arrive, Du Yongqiang couldn't even bother to drink his wine.
"Uncle, I came a bit suddenly, sorry to disturb your drinking."
While saying sorry, Du Qifeng's tone showed no hint of apology.
Then, Du Qifeng directly pulled out a stool and sat down. Two burly men in suits behind him immediately stepped forward, one offering a cigar, the other lighting it.
His nephew was becoming more and more impressive, with bodyguards following him wherever he went, putting on quite a show.
"No, no, Fengzi, what's the matter this time?"
The wine could wait, but if Du Qifeng came, it must be for a reason.
Du Yongqiang knew very well that although he had received a lot of benefits from his nephew, he had also done a lot of favors for him, and had even been cursed at by many villagers of Du Family Village.
"Uncle, it's like this, the matter of developing tourism and setting up a farmhouse needs to be accelerated. We have to finalize it in the next couple of days!"
Du Qifeng took a deep puff of his cigar and stated his purpose.
Truth be told, Du Qifeng didn't think cigars tasted that good.
But every time he met the boss he followed, he saw the other man sitting in a large executive chair, with his legs crossed, a cigar between his fingers, and smoke billowing around him. Du Qifeng would then fantasize about being in that position himself someday.
However, he only dared to imagine it in his mind because he was well aware of the boss's true identity – a powerful figure who could crush him with a single finger.
Therefore, Du Qifeng started smoking cigars, trying to make himself appear more sophisticated.
Du Qifeng came to see Du Yongqiang this time because the boss had called him, saying that the matter needed to be settled within three days.
The boss had given him three days, but Du Qifeng naturally wouldn't use all three days.
Because if he did, it would make him seem incompetent, and incompetent people were not worth the boss's investment, a fact Du Qifeng understood clearly.
That's why he told Du Yongqiang that it needed to be done within two days.
"Fengzi, isn't this a bit too rushed? Some villagers have strong opinions about moving graves, and I've been working hard to persuade them. If we rush it now, what if..."
"Uncle! You didn't have so many concerns when you took the money. In short, it must be done within two days!"
Du Yongqiang looked somewhat troubled, but Du Qifeng's face darkened, and he tilted his head to look at Du Yongqiang.
Then, without waiting for Du Yongqiang's reply, Du Qifeng added, "Uncle, I'll wait for you outside. Let's go now and try to convince a group of people today!"
Du Qifeng stood up from his chair and walked towards the door. Du Yongqiang wanted to say something, but looking at his nephew's retreating back, he could only sigh, quickly returned to the house to change his clothes, and followed him.
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"Du Yongqiang! You're not human. If you dare to level my father's grave today, I'll fight you to the death!"
A somewhat dull farmer pointed at Du Yongqiang and cursed him loudly.
Before Du Yongqiang could even speak, two dark figures shot out from behind him.
Bang bang, slap slap.
In less than a minute, the farmer was beaten to the ground, covered in blood.
Du Qifeng slowly walked up to him and squatted down. "If you don't sign the agreement, not only will I level your father's grave, but I'll also bury your whole family!"
His expression was ferocious, and his tone was filled with brutality.
The two thugs who had just beaten the farmer had already grabbed the farmer's wife and son, and were holding them in front of him like they were snatching chicks.
"Dad, I'm scared! Daddy, save me!"
The child cried loudly, terrified.
As for the child's mother, although she desperately tried to rush over to protect her son, the thugs behind her held her so tightly that she couldn't move at all.
"I... I'll sign, I'll sign."
Seeing his son and wife, and looking at the devil-like Du Qifeng beside him, the farmer shed tears of humiliation and choked out words against his will.
Du Qifeng patted his face. "That's more like it. If you had cooperated earlier, there wouldn't be so many problems. Uncle, have him sign the agreement."
Du Yongqiang looked somewhat unwilling, but he knew very well that he was already on a sinking ship. If he dared to go back on his word now, he would suffer even worse than the farmer.
He took out the agreement that had been prepared long ago and had the farmer sign and imprint his hand.
After everything was done, someone immediately threw several stacks of crisp banknotes at the farmer.
This money was explicitly stated by the boss to be given, as he didn't want to let a small amount of money disrupt his plans.
Otherwise, given Du Qifeng's personality, why would he be willing to give so much money to the people of Du Family Village?
However, Du Qifeng did one thing very well: he always completed whatever the boss instructed him to do, without any deviation.
Just like the money for signing the agreements, he didn't withhold a single cent or embezzle anything.
"Hurry up, next one."
He called out and Du Qifeng led the way to the car and left.
Many things are like this. The first time you do something, you might be scared, sympathetic, or feel reluctant.
But as you do it more often, you become accustomed to it.
Du Yongqiang was like this.
At first, when he saw the villagers of Du Family Village being forced to sign agreements by his nephew Du Qifeng through threats, inducements, and even beatings, he felt very guilty.
But in the end, he became numb. It didn't matter if one person was beaten, or two. Besides, Du Qifeng was the one doing these bad things, and it had nothing to do with Du Yongqiang.
He just helped them sign the agreements.
"Uncle, after working for most of the day, how many more families are there?"
Sitting in the back seat of the large Mercedes, Du Qifeng took out another cigar.
The bodyguard in the passenger seat, with keen observation, prepared a lighter.
Du Yongqiang flipped through the notebook in his hand, counting as he flipped.
"There are five more families."
Du Qifeng exhaled a puff of white smoke. "Which one is the largest?"
"The largest is Du Wenyong's family, and their property is right in the central area for the farmhouse," Du Yongqiang replied quickly.
With things having reached this point, he was no longer inclined to be merciful.
Du Qifeng nodded. "Alright, let's go to Du Wenyong's family. I hope this guy cooperates, otherwise, it will just waste my time."
"Ahu, tell the brothers that after we're done with this family, we're going back to the city to have some fun. We'll have a blast tonight and let the brothers enjoy themselves to the fullest."
The burly man named Ahu grinned. "Got it, I'll thank Brother Feng on behalf of the brothers first."
Then, the big man called Ahu used the walkie-talkie in his hand to relay Du Qifeng's words.