The very thought of Xiyang Food Factory not only rejecting their chickens but also reporting them to the county epidemic prevention department, which resulted in all of the chickens on their farm being buried and disposed of, made Huang Dashun’s face turn extremely grim.
He was determined to drag someone down with him.
Huang Dashun’s wife was not afraid of anything else but going to court; she did not want to end up in jail.
Hearing Huang Dashun say this, she nodded frantically, “I’ll listen to you, we must not go to court, how can we ordinary folks fight against those people, I’ll listen to you.”
“Just follow me quickly, and keep it down, no more farting.”
Another “pfft” sound came out, even louder than their voices.
Huang Dashun’s wife felt wronged, “I’ve caught a cold, and I’m also nervous.”
Huang Dashun didn’t want to speak more with her, carrying the dead chickens and crouching forward.
It was not easy for the two to reach the vicinity of Luo Family Chicken Farm, trying to figure out where to throw the chickens so it wouldn’t seem intentional, yet making sure the person coming to pick up the goods could see it at a glance.
Suddenly, a beam of light shone on the two, followed by an angry shout, “Who’s there…”
Huang Dashun and his wife, upon being discovered, dropped the dead chickens and ran.
Several more beams of light appeared opposite them.
Shouts of anger, barking of dogs…
Huang Dashun’s wife clutched tightly at Huang Dashun’s arm, trembling as she began to speak, “My dear, we’ve been found…”
On the day the court notified them for mediation, Lin Chuxia, Su Wensong, Qin Wu, and Qin Jianjun arrived at the court early in the morning.
The matter was not complicated; there was a contract, one party’s goods had a problem and could not deliver on time, so they should compensate the other party for the loss.
As for how to compensate, it was also clearly defined in the contract.
But going through the court added enforcement.
If Xiyang Food Factory couldn’t obtain compensation directly from Huang Dashun, the court could enforce it on their behalf.
To Lin Chuxia’s surprise, the judge in charge of their case was Li Jian’s wife, Li Weihong, known as the first of the ’Iron-faced female judges’.
Li Weihong naturally recognized Lin Chuxia and showed a trace of warmth on her usually stern face.
Lin Chuxia shook hands with her, “Thank you for your trouble this time.”
“It’s my duty.”
Li Weihong looked around and glanced at her wristwatch.
According to the scheduled time, both parties should have arrived by now.
After waiting a while longer, Huang Dashun was still nowhere to be seen, so she called an assistant over, “What’s going on? Why hasn’t Huang Dashun arrived?”
According to legal procedures, if one party does not appear for court-arranged mediation, the next step is to enter the litigation process.
Given the present case, Huang Dashun had no reason not to attend; after all, if it really went to litigation, Huang Dashun would be responsible not only for civil liabilities but might also face legal consequences.
The assistant was unclear as well, but before he could inquire, someone pushed the door open from the outside.
“Judge Li, Huang Dashun probably won’t be able to make it. We just received news that Huang Dashun has been taken to the police station by Luo Yulin, a villager from Luojia Village, on suspicion of poisoning.”
Lin Chuxia and Su Wensong exchanged looks, neither showing much surprise.
Lin Chuxia had suspected Huang Dashun since diseased chickens were found at Luo Family Chicken Farm.
Diseased chickens appearing for no reason were definitely someone’s deliberate act.
If Luo Yulin hadn’t offended anyone, then someone was trying to bring down Luo Family Chicken Farm.
Furthermore, Lin Chuxia was aware that Huang Dashun had been harboring resentment since his chicken farm was eradicated by the epidemic prevention staff.
But she hadn’t expected someone to stoop so low, not vaccinating the chicks as required, causing such consequences, and still trying to drag others down.
Truly beyond redemption.
“You don’t have to worry if Huang Dashun can’t make it. As long as you’ve provided complete documentation without any doubts, and since mediation is not possible, we’ll move directly to litigation, and the court will order immediate enforcement,” said Li Weihong, explaining the next steps to Lin Chuxia to reassure them.
After all, Xiyang Food Factory had the absolute initiative; Huang Dashun’s absence from mediation was ultimately his loss.
Lin Chuxia nodded, “Then, thank you, Judge Li.”
Speaking of which, she hadn’t seen Li Jian for a while; at the beginning of the year, Li Jian invited her to a bureau and introduced her to a few heavyweights.
After returning from the court, Lin Chuxia also inquired about the situation on Luo Family’s side.
As they had thought, Huang Dashun was desperate, not wanting to compensate Xiyang Food Factory for the breach of contract, yet worried about losing Xiyang Food, a major client.
By implicating Luo Family, he hoped Xiyang Food would show some leniency.
But Huang Dashun was mistaken; even if Luo Family’s chickens were indeed infected this time, they might cooperate with Luo Family in the future, but Huang Dashun was definitively out of the picture.
She could allow others to make mistakes, but someone who is disobedient, makes mistakes, and then tries to shift the blame, has a character issue.
Giving the former a chance to correct their errors is magnanimity and vision; giving the latter a chance is folly.
Now, caught red-handed and delivered to the police station by Luo Family, what awaited him was likely imprisonment.
Lin Chuxia no longer focused on this matter; even if Huang Dashun ended up in prison, with the court’s assistance in handling it, the compensation owed to Xiyang Food would not be short.
Back in her office, Lin Chuxia began to sort through this month’s accounts.
At the end of each month, accounts from the Bun Shop and Xiyang Food Factory were reported.
These accounts were managed by the Bun Shop’s manager and the accountant from Xiyang Food Factory; Lin Chuxia’s role was just to perform the final audit.
This was also due to Xiyang Food Factory’s recent inception; with the continuous expansion of business and adjustments to the production line, Lin Chuxia needed to have a comprehensive grasp of the operational situation of Xiyang Food Factory.
She first focused on the beef sauce production line’s account, which was doing better than she had expected. With the reputation of their ready-to-eat food, the beef sauce quickly spread among Xiyang Food’s regular customers.
The order volume was continuously increasing, and since bottled beef sauce had better preservation, in some places, beef sauce orders had already surpassed those of ready-to-eat products.
In less than half a month, they generated an income of over ten thousand yuan.
The income from the ready-to-eat side was also growing steadily, reaching a net profit of 30,000 yuan this month.
In addition, the two Bun Shops had been very stable, each bringing in a few thousand yuan a month.
Together with the chicken farm starting to turn a profit, adding it all up, there was at least a fixed income of 50,000 yuan.
Of course, the Bun Shop in the city and the pig farm in Qin Family Village were still waiting for her investment.
Plus, the investment in the chicken farm and previous production lines meant that the 50,000 yuan was just making a round in her hands.
Lin Chuxia smiled helplessly; all aspects of life were planned and closely interconnected, making it seem harder to hold onto the money.
However, Lin Chuxia enjoyed her current life, constantly expanding her territory, fulfilling and meaningful.