"That's the reporter I got from the TV station..." Wang Xiaohong's mother was unable to meet Qian's eyes, her gaze evasive.
"Which TV station? Did you bring your work ID? Did you bring your journalist ID?"
Qian asked knowingly. If it was a real reporter, they would have identified themselves immediately and shown their credentials because such civil disputes couldn't be handled undercover. Not announcing themselves was suspicious.
Everyone turned to look. The cameraman shook his head in frustration, "I only took 500 yuan to come along, and they're smashing my equipment and hitting my legs, that's too much!!!"
He was just a photography enthusiast who came for some easy money, but who knew he'd encounter such a scene? It wasn't worth it.
"Did you all hear that? 500 yuan! My god, that's half a month's wages for a regular person! What kind of poor family can do this? Do you all now believe what they came to do? Recruiting members!"
