River dam, bungalow.
Xue Chuchu stood where she was, looking a little at a loss. She'd just come to have the worker uncle change her battery; who knew that as soon as they finished talking, the guy would be surrounded.
"You're still out here collecting used batteries? Did you pass the environmental inspection? What if something happens?" the domineering man barked.
Another one said, "Daring to haul used batteries without full qualifications? You've got some nerve, huh?"
These people had the full "just doing official business" look about them.
Facing several burly men, the battery guy bent slightly at the waist, forcing a fawning smile. "Big brother, big brother! I'm just the guy who swaps batteries!"
He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offered them around.
The domineering man waved his hand, slapping the cigarettes to the ground, not giving him a shred of face.
The battery guy's face immediately turned ugly.
