As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned to find the source of the voice and soon spotted a young man.
Shen Jingbing was holding a telescope, his face full of relief.
"I was planning to check out the houses today—good thing I didn’t."
Lin Tianba was so furious he wanted to tear apart the person spreading rumors and immediately ordered security to intervene.
While others were puzzled, someone asked,
"How do you know they’re building a garbage transfer station next door?"
Shen Jingbing pointed at the distant billboard being erected. "See for yourselves."
Everyone followed his finger, spotting workers setting up the billboard—though the text was too far to read clearly.
Lin Tianba, however, beamed with delight.
"Everyone, this must be the groundbreaking ceremony for the prestigious Jingda Elementary School branch! This is your golden opportunity—hurry and sign the contracts now, especially those who’ve already shown interest. Once they’re gone, they’re gone!"
As he spoke, a dozen glamorous saleswomen lined up, a sight pleasing to the eye.
Shen Jingbing immediately shouted in protest, "Bullshit! I saw it clearly—it’s a garbage transfer station!"
With Lin Tianba and Shen Jingbing at odds, the crowd grew divided.
The area wasn’t urbanized—a garbage station wouldn’t be unreasonable—but why was this guy so adamant?
Lin Tianba sneered, "What, are you clairvoyant? You can’t possibly see that far!"
Shen Jingbing raised his telescope and stared at Lin Tianba like he was an idiot. Lin Tianba froze on the spot.
Who the hell brings a telescope to a property viewing?
"Don’t let these shady developers fool you! The billboard clearly says ‘City Garbage Transfer Station.’ If you don’t believe me, go check for yourselves!"
Shen Jingbing’s conviction made many hesitate, and some even sprinted toward the site.
Especially those who had already bought units—what if their life savings had been spent on a dump next to a garbage station?
Lin Tianba and Lin Jian exchanged nervous glances but quickly reassured themselves.
If a garbage station were really planned, there’d have been rumors. Besides, the Jingda Elementary project had been in the works for a while—Lin Tianba knew that much.
Security finally pushed through the crowd to grab Shen Jingbing.
The moment they touched him, he collapsed, foaming at the mouth and convulsing. The guards were horrified—they’d barely laid a finger on him.
"This wasn’t us! Everyone saw—he fell on his own!"
The onlookers gasped in shock.
"Suran Group’s thugs are ruthless—beating someone up just for speaking the truth?"
"How can we trust a developer like this with our safety?"
"They’re clearly trying to silence him before the truth gets out!"
The guards broke into a cold sweat. "We didn’t touch him! He collapsed!"
They knew if this went south, they’d be demoted to temp workers—jobless, fined, maybe even jailed.
Just then, the first group who ran to check the billboard returned—some pale-faced, others relieved.
"Holy shit! It is a garbage transfer station!"
"Yeah, I saw it too—‘City Garbage Transfer Station,’ with the slogan: ‘Waste Disposal, Satisfaction Guaranteed.’"
Shen Jingbing abruptly stopped convulsing and sprang up, yelling, "See? Lin Tianba’s a con artist—selling dumpster-adjacent units as school district homes! Disgusting!"
The guards gaped at him. Shen Jingbing smirked. "What? Never seen a lunatic before?"
Homebuyers stared in disbelief. Slowly, Lin Tianba felt an unprecedented pressure closing in.
"Boss Lin, you scammed us into buying garbage-side properties under the pretense of a school zone? What’s your game?"
"Bet you knew all along—that’s why you rushed the presales!"
"I knew something was off—50K per square meter for a school district?"
"Suran Group feasts on our blood and sweat to line their pockets! Despicable!"
"Glad I didn’t sign—you can’t trust a single word from capitalists!"
"REFUND!"
"WE WANT OUR MONEY BACK!"
Lin Tianba felt like he’d been plunged into ice. Stunned and terrified, he opened his mouth to speak—
Suddenly, a truck plowed into the square, stopping at the crowd’s edge. Everyone turned in shock.
The driver stepped out, scratching his head. "Uh… sorry. Someone ordered a truckload of rotten eggs—said they’re free for everyone."
Shen Jingbing charged forward first, grabbing a handful and hurling them at Lin Tianba and Lin Jian on stage. Lin Tianba’s mouth was still open—he caught one perfectly.
The putrid stench rocketed straight to his brain. Egg sludge slid down his throat. His pupils shrank—he’d swallowed it.
With Shen Jingbing leading the charge, others joined in, pelting the stage with rotten eggs.
A yellow rain descended. The Lin father-son duo were drenched, reeking, and bruised—eggs may be fragile, but dozens hurt.
Lin Jian, just recovered from his injuries, was forced into another beating.
The bodyguards tried shielding them, but the enraged mob wasn’t letting them escape.
"REFUND OUR HOMES!" The scene descended into chaos.
The ground was slick with egg slime. Lin Tianba slipped and fell. The crowd closed in as he screamed,
"Stop lying—it is a school district!"
"You’re still lying to us? Beat him first, then make him refund us!"
"Leave him alive, though—who’ll process the refunds otherwise?"
"This is how you treat your ‘family’?!"
No one could blame their rage. Their 50K-per-square-meter "dream homes" had just turned into garbage-side liabilities—value halved, no school zone, and a future of stench. Worse, reselling at a loss might be impossible.
Lin Jian yelled, "Stop! Assault is a crime!"
But reason had long left the building.
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