The next day, Chen Chuan turned on the radio first thing in the morning. It was still reporting on yesterday's events and had even opened an anonymous hotline for the citizens of Yangzhi City to call in and recount the past misdeeds of the powerful families.
This was a brilliant move, stirring up the emotions of many citizens and placing them squarely on the side of righteousness.
However, not many citizens of Yangzhi City had the guts to curse them out, even on an anonymous call. So, despite the calls coming in one after another, many were pre-arranged. Still, the stories they told were likely true; many of them were quite detailed and held up to scrutiny.
Just then, the living room phone suddenly rang. He went over and picked it up, but after saying just one word, he immediately had to pull the receiver away from his ear as Ding Jiao's booming voice blasted from it.
