Superpower Small Farmer Chapter 1705 1662: Gave Everyone a Lesson

Zhu Erpeng, a high school graduate, is cultured, unlike ordinary folks who can be sowhat rude. As the manager of the Vegetable Base, he has interacted with many people from the upper echelons of society over the past decade, learning their etiquette. Additionally, he is extrely grateful to Wang Xiaoqiang for giving him an opportunity to flourish. So, upon seeing Wang Xiaoqiang, he bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

Zhu Erpeng's gesture made Wang Xiaoqiang a bit uncomfortable, so he nodded and said, "Zhu Erpeng, I'm not the chairman anymore. There's no need for this when we et in the future."

Before Zhu Erpeng could respond, there was the roar of an engine, and a black Maserati sports car raced to a stop nearby. Two people stepped out—it was Little Bao and the village secretary, Liu Xueli,

The two had just negotiated the contract for Little Farr Food Products Co., Ltd. to lease village land, signed the contract, and had dinner in the county town before returning. Seeing the crowd gathered, Liu Xueli sternly asked, "What's going on here with so many people gathered late at night?"

Little Bao was also puzzled. As they looked around, they were pleasantly surprised to see Wang Xiaoqiang. Little Bao quickly ran over to Wang Xiaoqiang and said with boundless joy, "Dad, you've returned."

Upon seeing his son, who was now a head taller than himself, almost around one ter eighty, no longer the young, naïve kid he once was—now handso, spirited, mature, and stable—Wang Xiaoqiang felt a burst of joy and patted his shoulder, turning his gaze to Liu Xueli.

Though Liu Xueli, the village secretary, was natural with Little Bao, the status difference made him tense when facing Wang Xiaoqiang,

This nervousness stemd from the disparity in status and identity—other villagers might not feel this way upon seeing Wang Xiaoqiang, but as the village secretary, he's sowhat a village official and keeps up with major dostic and international affairs, thus understanding society more deeply. He had a better grasp of Wang Xiaoqiang's imnse influence, and because of this awareness, he was respectful.

"Chairman, you've returned." The village secretary in his fifties spoke with great reverence, like a subordinate eting a superior.

Looking at this man whom once called him 'Uncle,' Wang Xiaoqiang also felt uneasy about receiving such deference, quickly saying, "Uncle Liu, don't call that. I stopped being chairman long ago. Calling this makes feel uncomfortable. Just call Little Qiang."

Secretary Liu still couldn't relax; although he changed the title, he respectfully said, "Little Qiang, really, if not for you, Sanmiao Village wouldn't be what it is today…"

"Secretary Liu, if you think Little Qiang has contributed to our village, then address today's issue—such a grand chairman being wrongly accused as a thief, what's going on? Our village ethos and resident quality need proper managent." Xia Sanwa glared at Liu Xueli and said.

Liu Xueli was dumbfounded by this statent, then scanned the people and sternly asked, "Who is so unrefined?"

"Who dares, stand out," Little Bao thundered, instantly silencing the crowd.

Young and impulsive, Little Bao is generally polite to villagers; however, upon hearing his father was wrongly accused as a thief, he was imdiately furious. He could bear injustice himself, but his father should not.

Seeing the issue unresolved, Zhao Erlu broke out in a cold sweat again, hung his head low, and said, "Secretary, it was , my ignorant wife; I'll surely teach her a lesson when I get back…"

Wang Xiaoqiang felt guilty for the mistake he committed causing others to be punished.

So, he glanced at Xia Sanwa, Little Bao, Liu Xueli, and finally fixated on Zhao Erlu, earnestly saying, "Actually, this matter is my fault; I indeed took Erlu's clothes…"

With this statent, everyone was taken aback, then whispered among themselves. Frankly, observant people could see it was indeed Wang Xiaoqiang who took Zhao Erlu's clothes. However, Zhao Erlu's wife was naive and didn't recognize Wang Xiaoqiang, resulting in misunderstanding. Initially, this wasn't a big deal, and being kept vague was the plan. After all, Wang Xiaoqiang's status, how could he admit fault?

No one anticipated Wang Xiaoqiang would willingly confess.

Everyone stared curiously and confusedly at Wang Xiaoqiang, eager to understand the situation.

Why would a billionaire steal a ragged piece of clothing?

"This matter caused quite an injustice to Erlu and his wife. I hereby apologize for…" Before Wang Xiaoqiang could finish with "apologize," Zhao Erlu fell to his knees with a thud,

Frightened to tears, Zhao Erlu sobbed, "Chairman, I was wrong, please don't say that, I'm truly at fault… it's entirely my fault, I failed to discipline my wife and caused you grievance. I'll go back and deal with that troubleso woman now…"

As he spoke, he got up from the ground intending to go ho and teach his wife a lesson, but Wang Xiaoqiang called out, "Erlu, co back."

Erlu imdiately halted obediently.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Erlu, this issue really isn't your wife's fault…"

As Wang Xiaoqiang spoke, Zhao Erlu beca increasingly apprehensive, "Chairman, please don't say that. This is my wife's fault, and I share responsibility…"

"This matter isn't anyone's fault, nor was I at fault." Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Erlu, listen to , this is a misunderstanding."

Upon hearing this, everyone froze, then wide-eyed, listened closely, curious about the misunderstanding.

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Actually, today's incident was intentional,"

The crowd was again startled, believing it a misunderstanding; however, Wang Xiaoqiang claid it was intentional—why would he deliberately steal clothes?

"Here's the situation, in fact, I returned yesterday and secretly gathered so insight from people in the company. The feedback indicated there are individuals who've made mistakes without courage to admit, and even so engaging in corruption internally, abusing power for personal gain, unwilling to confess. The company, showing leniency, didn't pursue, allowing them to continue unscathed… I've already identified these individuals."

As Wang Xiaoqiang spoke to this point, everyone was shocked, hearts racing, afraid to breathe heavily,

since everyone present either works in Wang Xiaoqiang's company or has relatives employed there. Now that Wang Xiaoqiang discovered problems, if a family mber is involved, it could be troubleso,

Working at Little Farr Company involves light work, proximity to ho, and excellent salary and benefits. Honestly, Wang Xiaoqiang's company is a blessing—many outsiders vie for positions, but it prioritizes hiring local villagers and those nearby. Losing such quality jobs over mistakes would surely lead to regret.

While everyone was intimidated, Wang Xiaoqiang continued, "Everyone belongs to one village, neighboring kin. I don't wish to dismiss anyone for minor mistakes, but I can't allow such malignant growth in my company to persist."

At this juncture, Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze sharply turned to Hongi, who had been hiding behind others. Startled by his stare, Hongi trembled involuntarily, breaking into cold sweat.

Now, she fully believed Wang Xiaoqiang was indeed the founder of Little Farr Food Products Co., Ltd., forr chairman; though no longer in the role, his authority and fa endure. He commands significant respect, his word nearly law.

At this mont, fear engulfed not just nanny Hongi, but most present. Zhao Erlu nearly kneeled again, while Zhu Erpeng felt tense. Despite their innocence, the possibility of framing remained.

"I can only use this thod to show everyone that mistakes require voluntary admission, truthful error disclosure, and that acknowledging and correcting errors is virtuous, right?"

"Ah, so that's what it is, Chairman was giving everyone a lesson."

"Excellent, so thoughtful, Chairman expounded for everyone's growth, imparting lessons through action. Truly admirable."

"Applause~~~"

So cheered, others clapped, yet none doubted Wang Xiaoqiang's words.

All instantly realized the truth; indeed, such a grand figure as Wang Xiaoqiang wouldn't steal clothes; he did so to teach a lesson—errors require acknowledgnt followed by rectification. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian)