Chapter 15 Negotiating conditions with the old man

Style: Romance Author: Long SiyuWords: 1135Update Time: 24/01/18 08:53:11
The bright sunshine shines on a group of people who yearn for a better life.

They surrounded each other and leaned on each other. Although their eyes were filled with tears, there was less sadness on their faces.

There were more and more people watching. Erpi on the street corner in the distance was holding a thick wad of banknotes in his hand and was gesticulating and talking to a group of people.

With a wave of his hand, a path emerged from the crowd, and a group of reporters with cameras and cameras swarmed in.

When Xiangqin saw that the reporter was coming with a camera, he acted out the drama first, crying, desperate, and wishing for death.

Seeing Xiangqin crying, everyone quietly squeezed eye drops and howled to the sky.

I have seen people cry, but I have never seen hundreds of people sitting on the ground crying together. It was so miserable that reporters almost cried together.

Journalists are like flies encountering a cracked egg, scrambling to grab the big news.

at dusk……

Just when everyone was hungry, the old director wrote another big-character poster and posted it on the window, asking if a representative could be sent into the room to talk.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all focusing on Tianyi's weak body.

"I go……………"

The idea was his own, and he had to take responsibility for it. As he spoke, Tianyi walked towards the gate of the urban management office.

"Brother Yi, come on..."

Lao Wangtou, Lao Litou, and a group of old men and women all cheered Tianyi up in unison.

The old director carefully opened the door a crack, and after Tianyi reluctantly got in, he immediately locked it with a large iron chain.

"Is it so scary?"

Tianyi tilted his head, narrowed one eye, put his little hand on his back, and watched the old director twist the big iron chain around and around.

"Oh my god...this group of unscrupulous people on Taoyuan Road are like a plague, and it's hard to get rid of them."

Looking at the group of people in rags and black clothes, and listening to the harsh cries one after another, the old director seemed to have forgotten to think, and also forgot that Tianyi was a representative sent by Taoyuan passers-by.

"Why is it likened to a plague?"

Seeing the old director who was at a loss and did not regard him as an outsider for a while, Tianyi asked curiously.

"If it can't be cured, half of your life will be lost if you catch it..."

After Tianyi entered the house, the large-character sign outside the window was removed one by one, but a group of ferocious and desperate faces lay on the window like ghosts, scaring the old director and retreating several times. step.

"Oh...which government doesn't plan to find a capable person to govern it?"

Looking at the dark-faced crowd with only two eyes and one mouth visible, Tianyi couldn't hold back her joy and continued to ask calmly.

"Who dares to come? This Taoyuan Road belongs to the area where no one cares about who is unlucky. Who cares about who loses his hat? Everyone avoids it. No... I called the police just now, and the police hung up on me as soon as they heard about Taoyuan Road. Yeah, huh... People are hooligans who are afraid of the police, but in our Four Seasons City, the police are afraid of the gangsters, absolutely..."

When the old director spoke, it seemed like smoke was rising from his head.

"Hey...they are all poor and troubled. If every family can live a good life, who would be willing to go out to fight and kill?"

While Tianyi was chatting relaxedly with the old director, he looked out the window with his peripheral vision and pretended to pick his ears with his little hands.

"It makes sense... The poor man only has his life left, and you don't have any leverage to blackmail him. How can you care? Are you ready to fight to the death at every turn? You..."

Before the old director finished speaking, he heard a bunch of messy sounds, like pops, pops, pops, jingles, and a bunch of grinning black faces, as solid as mud bubbles dropped on the ground. It was pressed against the window, and its mouth was opening and closing, not knowing what it was saying.