Chapter 9 — I Was Forced to Pay 400,000 Yuan for an Unreal Window

He began to analyze each step.

“First, immediately post a notice in the resident group, calling on everyone to unite, establish a resident representative board, and act unitedly.”

“Currently you are the most vocal person in their eyes.”

“Your words carry more weight than anyone else.”

“Second, quickly organize a congress of residents in the entire area.”

“Onsite requires everyone who wants to participate in the class action to sign a power of attorney.”

"At the same time, collect the house purchase contract, payment documents and all related evidence."

“That will be ammunition for our lawsuit.”

“It's also the most important thing.”

"You compile all the videos, audio recordings, and photos taken today, including the content of the testimony minutes, and send them all to me."

“I will let my team stay up all night to draft the lawyer's letter and the sharpest petition.”

“At the same time, help you contact some influential media agencies.”

“We have to be proactive.”

“Hold the power to control public opinion firmly in your hands.”

“Someone like Liu Jianjun…”

“The biggest fear is the light.”

“Then we will drag everything into the light.”

“So he has no place to hide.”

What Truong Vi said was logical and clear, each step following the other. Made my chaotic mind immediately clear. What he said was not wrong. One person's strength... In the end, it's still too small. Only by uniting all the hurt people... Forming a real force... will we have a chance to shake the giant tree that seems to be so deeply rooted like Liu Jianjun. I replied in a low voice.

“Just do as you say.”

“About lawyer fees…”

“Why ask for money?”

Truong Vi laughed and scolded.

"If you win this case, your reputation and influence will be worth more than millions of lawyers' fees."

“You can rest assured and do what you need to do.”

“Legal matter…”

“Let me take care of it.”

After hanging up the phone... A burning feeling suddenly arose in my heart that had not appeared for a long time. I looked at the group of residents who were still blinking continuously on the phone screen. A real battle… It's about to begin. I don't hesitate anymore. Open that familiar WeChat group. Take a deep breath. Start typing the announcement... Perhaps it will decide everyone's fate.

“Residents of Phi Thuy Giang Nam third area, hello, I am Chu Nhien.”

“Thank you everyone who came out to support me today.”

“But just exposing a lie is not enough.”

“Our goal…”

"It's taking back the house that belongs to you."

“I consulted with a professional lawyer and decided to file a class action lawsuit against the investor.”

“Legal weapons are ready.”

“What is missing is the strength of each of us.”

"I propose that this Saturday morning, at 10 o'clock, at the community center next to the residential area, hold the first residents' congress."

“Contents include establishing a resident representative board, signing legal documents and agreeing on actions.”

“This is not just about me.”

“It's for all of us.”

“Who is ready to fight…”

“Please come.”

My notification was like a flare. In an instant, it lit up the quiet night. After a few short seconds of silence… The group of residents immediately exploded more violently than ever before.

"Support Ms. Chu! Count me for one! We must make the investor pay!"

“Class lawsuit! That's right! We should have done that a long time ago Right! Before, everyone took care of themselves, so they did whatever they wanted!”

“Saturday 10 o'clock, right? I have to quit and have to go! This is our own business!”

“My wife works as an accountant, so that day she could help everyone arrange documents to pay for a house!”

Each line of "register" and "support" one after another swept across the screen. The resentment and disappointment that had been pent up for two years... Finally found the clearest place to vent. People no longer just complain or scold. They began to discuss how to act. Discuss how to contribute to the upcoming battle. Looking at that scene... The last trace of hesitation in my heart completely disappeared. Human power… Once awakened and reorganized… Will become unstoppable. At the same time. In a high-class private office in Giang Thanh... The air was as cold as an ice cellar. Liu Jianjun sat on an expensive red wooden sofa, his face gloomy. The scratch on Vuong Chi Cuong's face is still clearly visible. There was also a gauze bandage on his forehead. It made his whole person both funny... and fierce at the same time.