C128 I Want to be the Village Head

"Bang!"

Wang Yuvgui, having heard the news, slammed his hand down on the coffee table with force.

He exclaimed in fury, "This is absolutely infuriating! It's terrifying! How could a mere Village Secretary embezzle such a massive amount of public funds?"

Fong Chao was equally astonished.

It was 1990, a time when wheat cost a mere two cents per jin, and pork was only slightly more