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The second is that although Yi Zhonghai made the proposal, he immediately donated ten yuan to the Jia family without giving everyone time to discuss it, and just settled the matter.

You know, ten yuan is not a small amount of money, it is half a month's salary for an ordinary worker. Shazhu is also donating five yuan. As long as no one takes the lead to make trouble, this will basically be a success.

After all, they are neighbors, who would directly oppose in front of the Jia family? Moreover, the Chinese have always valued face since ancient times, and humans also have a herd mentality, which is the herd effect in psychology.

The crowd below began to talk, but no one spoke. No one wanted to be the first to speak out. The second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Bugui looked at each other.

They didn't want to donate money, so they didn't say anything, which seemed to be a silent protest. However, Yi Zhonghai was not just a small trick. He had an extremely accurate grasp of people's hearts.

Since you guys are silent, I will start calling out names: "Second Uncle, Third Uncle, you two are also the uncles in charge of the courtyard, tell me what you think? Old Liu, you are the second uncle, you go first."

Yi Zhonghai knew that Liu Haizhong was obsessed with power, wanted to be the boss, and even wanted to overwhelm him in many things. Compared with Yan Bugui, who was a calculating person, Liu Haizhong was easier to deal with when it came to donations.

Liu Haizhong was extremely unwilling, but now that he had been put on the spot by Yi Zhonghai, he had no choice but to stand up and say something against his will:

"Old Yi is right. Our courtyard should promote the spirit of mutual help. So I agree to donate to the Jia family. I will donate... just 5 yuan."

Liu Haizhong took out three dollars while trembling, cursing Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu in his heart. He cursed Yi Zhonghai because he used moral blackmail to make you donate, but you had no choice but to donate. After all, they were all neighbors and there were so many people watching, you couldn't just say "I won't donate".

It's just like when friends give gifts in later generations. Originally everyone was prepared to give 500 yuan, but then a lunatic suddenly appears and says in front of the groom that everyone has such a good relationship, 500 yuan is too little, just give 1000 yuan. You can't say that since we don't have a good relationship, I'll just give 500 yuan.

Liu Haizhong scolded Sha Zhu because Sha Zhu raised the price. If it weren't for Sha Zhu's five dollars, no one would have said anything if he donated three or two dollars.

After all, three or two dollars is not a small amount. Most people can't even earn one dollar a day. Now Sha Zhu can only grit his teeth and donate 5 dollars. Doesn't Liu Haizhong have any face for donating two dollars?

Seeing Liu Haizhong donate 5 yuan, a smile appeared on Yi Zhonghai's lips. He knew that the matter was basically settled. He looked at Yan Bugui and Li Aiguo, thinking about who to look for next.

Logically, we should look for Yan Bugui, but Yan Bugui is a calculating person and he definitely won't donate much, at most one dollar, which will easily lower the amount of donation.

If Yan Bugui donated one dollar, the rest of the people would not be able to donate more than one dollar. If Yan Bugui donated 5 cents, the rest of the people would not donate more than 5 cents.

Yi Zhonghai had an extremely accurate grasp of people's hearts, and had taken all the unexpected events into account, including the back-up plan for dealing with Li Aiguo.

After thinking it over carefully, Yi Zhonghai decided to play it safe and let Yan Bugui donate first. After all, his weight was greater than that of Li Aiguo.

"Old Yan, you are the third uncle, please tell me your opinion. You have many children in your family, so you should donate less and set an example for others."

Although Yi Zhonghai asked Yan Bugui for his opinion, he directly asked him to donate money and also laid an ambush for others to donate money later.

The underlying meaning of his words is actually that your family, Yan Bugui, is in poor condition, so you can donate less, but since you are the third uncle, you cannot donate too little because so many people are watching.

At the same time, there is another meaning, which is to say to the people in the audience: you see, the situation of the third uncle's family is not good, but he has donated all the money, so you can't donate less than him.

Yan Bugui had no other choice. His back teeth were about to break. He dug into his pocket and took out two fifty-cent bills. He was about to take one back.

Yi Zhonghai said quickly, "Great! Uncle San donated one dollar. Well done, Old Yan, you are worthy of being an intellectual who teaches and educates people."

Yan Bugui was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His hands were shaking, but he had nothing to say. He could only grit his teeth and admit defeat. His heart was filled with blood. You know, his family eats pickles by the roots.

Originally, donating 5 cents was his maximum limit. Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth and took a piece of it. The pain made his face turn pale and blue. After taking a breath, he said:

"Everyone knows that our family is in financial difficulty, so I'll donate one dollar. A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor."

As he said this, he glared at Yi Zhonghai fiercely.

Yi Zhonghai pretended not to see it. He really didn't take Yan Bugui seriously. He turned around and looked at the people in the audience, wondering who to start with, and finally stopped at Li Aiguo.

"Li Aiguo, you are the richest person in our courtyard. How much are you going to donate?"

Yi Zhonghai also wanted to suppress Li Aiguo's recent arrogance, and even wanted Li Aiguo to raise the unit price of donations.

From beginning to end, Li Aiguo began to respect Yi Zhonghai more and more. After all, this was the first time Li Aiguo had seen Yi Zhonghai's skills and meticulousness.

One cannot help but sigh that no wonder his prestige in the courtyard is so high. He has always thought that it was the halo of an eighth-level worker, but now it seems that it is not entirely because of that, but rather the cleverness of Yi Zhonghai.

He connected one thing to another, breaking them down one by one, and understood everyone's mind completely, even predicting everyone's reaction.

Li Aiguo is not without ways to deal with it. He is now a child and has the halo of his ancestors' sacrifice. No one dares to confront him head-on. This is Li Aiguo's biggest advantage.

"Old Yi! My legs are weak too!!!"

Li Aiguo twisted his fingers like an orchid, with one hand on his waist, and hit Yi Zhonghai on the head.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if one could hear a pin drop, and then there was a burst of laughter. Everyone was almost laughing to the point of tears, and even the unhappiness of being forced to donate seemed to disappear in an instant.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned red with anger, and his brain was working rapidly, thinking about what to do now.

The main thing was that the people in the audience didn't know whether they were laughing genuinely or fake. In short, the scene was in chaos. Xu Damao was the most exaggerated. He was laughing so hard that he fell backwards, as if it was really a huge joke.

Li Aiguo looked at the beasts around him and felt cold in his heart. It turned out that there was no such thing as a simple role!!!