Suddenly hearing Zhang Dachuan's words, Lin Xiaoying thought she was dreaming.
After she was sure it was not a dream, she couldn't help but feel happy.
What a stinky man, it turns out there are things he can't handle.
After clearing her throat, Lin Xiaoying suppressed her sudden elation and pretended to be calm:
"Help? Okay, for Yun'er's sake, I can help you."
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Zhang Dachuan looked at the rain curtain and whispered his plan.
The mountain wind roared, blowing the heavy rain to the eaves and corners, and also blew Zhang Dachuan's voice away with the wind.
On the other side, Lin Xiaoying was so shocked after hearing Zhang Dachuan's plan that most of her sleepiness disappeared.
She sat up and yelled at the phone angrily:
"Zhang Dachuan, can you have some common sense? Do you think the Police Security Bureau is run by my family? I can do whatever I want?"
"If I do this, it will be an abuse of power, and the consequences will be very serious, you know?"
Zhang Dachuan still said:
"please."
Lin Xiaoying rolled her eyes speechlessly, and finally could only ask:
"Do you have evidence?"
Zhang Dachuan shook his head:
"No, this is just my hunch."
"But this premonition is too strong, too strong for me to ignore. I feel that the incident will happen within the next few days."
Lin Xiaoying fell into silence after listening.
Rationally, she simply cannot agree to such an unreasonable request. If she is not careful, she will be the unlucky one.
However, based on her understanding of Zhang Dachuan, it was impossible for him to lie about such a serious matter.
Even if there is no real evidence, Lin Xiaoying believes what Zhang Dachuan said from the bottom of her heart.
After hesitating for a moment, she finally gritted her teeth and said to the phone:
"Okay, I believe you, I'll start preparing right away."
Now it was Zhang Dachuan's turn to be surprised:
"Ah...that's great, thank you."
Lin Xiaoying's lips curled up slightly: "Well, I'm done."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Under the eaves, Zhang Dachuan stared at his mobile phone in a daze.
He originally didn't expect Lin Xiaoying to agree so happily, and was even ready to negotiate terms with the other party, but he never expected that this woman would be unexpectedly happy this time.
What's the situation? Shouldn't I yell at myself and then refuse?
In the end, Zhang Dachuan only came to one conclusion: this woman was moody.
She also doesn’t know which man will suffer with her in the future.
…
At the same time, on the mountain road on the other side.
Drifting under heavy rain, Fan Tingwei's convoy broke down collectively when it reached a muddy field.
What's interesting is that this land is exactly the dirt road that Jiang Dajun and his friends had built. Fan Tingwei was so angry that he scolded all eighteen generations of Jiang Dajun's ancestors.
Jiang Dajun felt aggrieved. The soil in this area was soft and soft, and it was fine on weekdays. But when it rained like this, it would inevitably become like this.
In other words, the large vehicles of our engineering team can ignore this mud.
In desperation, Fan Tingwei could only go to Huang Guofu's house in Lingshui Village to take shelter from the rain with Jiang Dajun who caught up behind him.
Fortunately, Huang Guo's wealthy family is a small Western-style house and is considered a wealthy household in these ten miles and eight villages. Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to greet the giant Buddha Fan Tingwei.
In the living room, Huang Guofu personally made hot tea for the two of them, and then he and his wife went to the kitchen and started working happily.
The look of joy was as if the eldest son of the Fan family was not here, but Huang Guofu's biological father.
After taking a sip of hot tea, Jiang Dajun looked at the heavy rain outside and couldn't help but ask Fan Tingwei:
"Master Fan, it's raining heavily, are we still working there?"
Fan Tingwei rolled his eyes at Jiang Dajun and cursed:
"What an idiot. It's raining heavily. It's God helping me. It's a great opportunity for us. Why don't we wait for the Chinese New Year?"
"I have read the weather forecast. Around one o'clock tonight, the rain will stop for a period of time. It will be quiet at that time, and all the people in the village must be asleep. Then you can call everyone, quietly go up the mountain, and start the work overnight. Catch him by surprise!"
"By the time those people find out tomorrow morning, it will be too late."
Jiang Dajun didn't expect Fan Tingwei to make such an arrangement, and was immediately dumbfounded:
"Ah? Didn't you say that construction will start in three days?"
Fan Tingwei sneered:
"I said those three days deliberately to paralyze them, so that they would think there was still room for maneuver and relax their vigilance."
"Actually, you can do it tonight."
Jiang Dajun suddenly felt uneasy.
The demolition of ancestral tombs was already very disturbing to him, but now Fan Tingwei actually didn't follow the routine and planned to conduct a sneak attack all night long.
When the people of Xiushan Village get up early tomorrow morning and find that their ancestral graves have been dug up overnight, why don't they fight with Jiang Dajun's people?
Jiang Dajun himself was considered a bad guy, but Fan Tingwei's plan was to make the soles of his feet bleed with pus even he thought was bad.
With caution, Jiang Dajun asked tentatively:
"Is it dangerous to do this, Mr. Fan? My brothers are all raising families. Will digging into someone's ancestral grave...will there be retribution?"
Fan Tingwei glanced sideways at him and sneered:
"Jiang Dajun, you are an engineer after all, so why do you have so little courage? Let me ask you, what can you do in this world that is risk-free and still make a lot of money? If so, tell me."
"If you don't even have the courage to do it anymore, get out of here as soon as possible and don't follow me. There are people queuing up behind you."
Jiang Dajun heard this and quickly apologized to Fan Tingwei.
He made his fortune because he climbed the big tree of the Fan family. He has worked hard for Fan Chengli over the years and has done a lot of dirty things. Of course, he is not afraid of doing one more.
And if we really talk about retribution, what happened to Zhou Heng back then has been fine for him for so many years.
He simply hesitated and gritted his teeth and said:
"Young Master Fan, you have said so. If I, Jiang Dajun, don't know how to praise me, I will no longer be a human being."
"I will obey your arrangement and do it!"
As a worker, he really had no choice at the moment.
At one o'clock in the morning, the heavy rain stopped as Fan Tingwei said, and even the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing the bright moon behind it.
Taking this opportunity, Jiang Dajun took his workers, followed Huang Guofu's instructions, took a detour from Lingshui Village, went up to Xiushan, and then quietly walked towards the cemetery on the mountainside of Xiushan Village.
On such a rainy night, people had already gone to bed, so no one noticed Jiang Dajun's engineering team.
However, the man slept, but the dog did not.
Just when Jiang Dajun ordered the men of the engineering team to push the cemetery, suddenly, unexpected dog barking sounded all over the mountains and plains.
"Woof woof woof!"
"Woof woof woof!"
A dozen mountain village dogs headed by Roaring Sky Dog were roaring crazily at Jiang Dajun and others under the moonlight.
When Jiang Dajun saw this, he was very anxious and shouted angrily at the workers:
"What the hell are you doing standing still? Hurry up and take action, damn it!"
