A million per household is no small sum.
Although the villagers earn some money through small businesses, making a million is not an easy task.
Now, with a ready-made moneybag sending them money, if they can't squeeze money out, they've lived their lives in vain!
Watching the villagers surround Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian again, the village chief's face darkened.
Just now, the village chief realized that Lu Zechuan was not a pushover.
If everyone continues to entangle with Lu Zechuan, they might end up bringing trouble upon themselves.
"That's enough!" the village chief reprimanded, turning to Lu Zechuan again with a guilty look on his face, "Mr. Lu, you're right, I'll have someone check the surveillance right away."
The village chief spoke as he sent a skinny young man beside him to check the village's surveillance.
Lu Zechuan wasn't panicked, calmly sitting at the hostel's entrance, waiting for the matter to resolve.
