A week later.
It’s still Lao Qiao’s house, it’s still night, it’s still the same small square table, melon seeds, peanuts and a bunch of people.
Qiao Chunyan said: "I heard that something happened to Zhou Bingyi and he was investigated."
Big Bear stopped knocking melon seeds and stared: "So... our report letter worked?"
"It worked, it worked." Liu Ailin stretched his legs forward, exposing his legs with black hair under his big pants: "I went to check it out in the afternoon. Work at Wangjiatun has also stopped, and the iron gate is closed. Dead, not a single worker in it.”
"My wife is still smart." Cao Debao was very proud: "As long as there are more of us and the report letter is handed over, Zhou Bingyi will definitely be investigated. When he is proven guilty of colluding with Zhou Bingkun and Zhou Bingkun, we will find another developer. You see Does he meet our requirements honestly?"
"What if no one takes over?" Someone asked, expressing their inner worries.
Cao Debao said: "How could no one take over? Look at Zhou Bingkun, a smart person who wants to take down the phototypes. What kind of commercial real estate will be built in the future? If he talks about building the core business district of Jichun City, then he must have mastered the municipal administration. With first-hand information on planning, he thinks this place is a cornucopia so he does this. If it is unprofitable, he will bite the bullet and make a loss-making business? How is that possible!"
These words have touched the hearts of everyone. Who is Zhou Bingkun? It was for big business. Since he was collecting the land with his left hand and undertaking the construction with his right hand, and also planned to develop Guangzi Pian into the core business district of Jichun City, it means that this is a geomantic treasure land. Tangcheng was expelled because of his relationship with Zhou Bingyi. If they leave, the city will definitely recruit new developers to continue to promote the demolition plan. The people who take over the project will finally get this opportunity to make money, and they will definitely give more profits to prevent everyone from getting emotional and not moving. At that time, what they are thinking must be will be satisfied.
"That's right. How can someone as smart as Zhou Bingkun do something thankless?"
"Chunyan, Debao, you still see clearly."
"Haha, where, where." Qiao Chunyan said: "We have been cadres before. When it comes to matters related to the interests of Guangzipian residents, of course we must pay attention to everyone's concerns and think about what everyone thinks. .”
Erxiong's wife complimented, "Chun Yan'er's enlightenment is so high."
Qiao Chunyan said: "What's the use of being highly enlightened? The power of the people is infinite. Without everyone's efforts, how can Debao and I do this? Right, Debao..."
"Yes, yes, my wife is right. It is everyone's credit for being able to pull Zhou Bingyi down this time."
Cao Debao is very proud, because now the name "Zhou Bingkun" has become synonymous with profiteers in optical-type films. Who wouldn't say "bad" when talking about him?
Qiao Chunyan said: "Dear neighbors, the most important thing in this matter is to be united. As long as we are united and not divided, the developer will definitely be the one to compromise in the end."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Qiao called from the other side of the window: "Chun Yan'er, Chun Yan'er, hurry up, it's convenient for your mother."
She quickly stood up and gestured twice with her cattail leaf fan: "Everyone, please sit down for now. I'm going to see my mother."
After saying that, he entered the house.
Cao Debao took the opportunity to invite everyone to drink tea and eat melon seeds. The group of people continued to talk and laugh, imagining the future life of living in a spacious and bright house.
…
Another week has passed.
Yayuan community.
Li Suhua was tired from dancing in the square with the old man and lady in the community. Zheng Juan was pressing her legs, and while doing so, she complained that she was over seventy years old, so she could just take a walk if she had time. Square dancing is a kind of exercise. It’s difficult, what if you fall and get bumped?
Lin Yue talked on the phone with Peng Xinsheng in the restaurant to control the group's affairs at a macro level.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Zheng Juan stopped what she was doing and muttered "Who is it, it's so late?" and walked over to open the door. When she saw the faces of the two people opposite, she was stunned for a while before she realized what she was doing. She quickly turned around and called someone: " Bingkun, Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang are here."
Lin Yue walked out with his cell phone, looked at the door, and found that it was indeed Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang.
"Okay, let's do this first."
He hung up the phone: "Why are you here so late?"
Tang Xiangyang said: "Lu Chuan doesn't know your family. No, you have to drag my strong man and let me be your guide to bring him here."
Lin Yue knew that Lu Chuan came here because of Zhou Bingyi's affairs. He glanced at Li Suhua, who was sitting on the sofa. At noon, she was surprised that her eldest son hadn't come to see her for almost half a month: "The kebabs at the entrance of the community are pretty good, so... Long time no see, let’s have a drink together.”
Lu Chuan seemed to guess the reason why he did this, nodded, and walked outside with Tang Xiangyang.
Lin Yue winked at Zheng Juan, meaning to tell the old lady to go to bed early. After that, he took the two of them to the barbecue restaurant at the entrance of the community and ordered a few mutton skewers, a few grilled oysters, and a plate of edamame and peanuts. They ordered a dozen Three people were sitting on the street drinking beer.
"I thought you, a big boss, would have to get in and out of a Rolls-Royce and go in and out of five-star hotels. I didn't expect that the roadside stalls here also eat with gusto." Tang Xiangyang looked at Lin Yue eating meat and drinking heavily. ...How should I put it, I feel disconnected from his wealth.
Lin Yue said: "You must have watched too many TV series."
Tang Xiangyang smiled sarcastically.
Lu Chuan wiped his mouth with a tissue: "Let's get down to business, your brother is fine and he can go home in a few days. We also took him to the hospital for a full body examination. The doctor said the problem is not serious and there is no sign of recurrence. , I am here to tell you in advance to save my family from anxiety."
Lin Yue nodded and did not answer.
Tang Xiangyang was a little confused: "You don't seem to be worried at all?"
"Nonsense." Lin Yue said: "Whether he has colluded with my government officials or businessmen, I, the client, know best."
Lu Chuan said: "To be honest, I was skeptical at first. My younger brother is a rich man and my older brother is an official in Jichun. It's hard to believe that there is no interest involved. But now I really admire him. He is so big." A project involves nearly tens of billions of funds, and the purpose of every money in it is clearly stated without any mistakes. We also investigated the entrepreneurs he had contacted when he worked in Hayang before, and found no Someone who doesn’t admire his integrity. This shows that he really wants to do something practical for the residents of Guangzipian, but..."
At this point he shook his head, looking disappointed.
"But it's understandable. People always like to think about things according to their own logic."
Lin Yue said: "So many emotions."
"Alas." Lu Chuan sighed heavily: "Look at what our six gentlemen of the optical film have become now. You won't say it, and Xiangyang won't say it either. As for me, I have been working in Beijing for two or three years. They may not be able to come to Jichun once. The rest... To catch up, Yu Hong was sentenced to five years for the crime, and he can't get out for a while. On National Day, I heard that Wu Qian was the disaster, and now it has become An out-and-out drunkard, he drinks when he wakes up and sleeps when he lies down. And Cao Debao is so jealous. He is really a devil. He can do such things as report Zhou Bingyi. Even if there is a misunderstanding, others can write a report letter. , he and Qiao Chunyan... shouldn't, really shouldn't...".
Gudu Gudu
He didn't touch the two of them, raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.
Tang Xiangyang, an engineer at the Chemical Industry Institute, who works for the Beijing Ministries and Commissions, used to talk about sharing blessings and sufferings in good times, but what have they done to help National Day and catch up? Nothing.
The two brothers Zhou Bingkun and Zhou Bingyi really wanted to help them and took action. What did they get in exchange? It's a misunderstanding and frame-up.
In the past, he advised Mr. Zhou Bingkun not to remember the faults of villains and not to hold Fa Xiao responsible for those three melons and two dates. Now he thinks about it and feels guilty. Knowing what they have learned from the past, they still did this for profit. If Zhou Bingkun had softened his heart at that time, these people would be like this afterwards. I'm afraid it will be even more excessive.
Tang Xiangyang shook his head, picked up the wine glass and invited Lin Yue to drink with him.
Lin Yue said: "This person is prone to corruption when he has money, and crazy when he has no money."
"Well said." Lu Chuan had a better understanding of the above sentence than Tang Xiangyang.
"Come, drink."
Tang Xiangyang filled their glasses and then his own. The three of them picked up the glasses, clinked them, and drank the beer in large gulps. After that, he asked a very crucial question.
"What are your plans next? Are you going to continue the demolition project of the phototype films?"
Lin Yue smiled at them: "Yes, of course, why not."
Yes, he was laughing, but for some reason, both of them felt creepy.
…
The third week.
Zhou Bingyi went home.
The moment Hao Dongmei opened the door, Lu Chuan was standing next to her husband with a smile.
"Sister-in-law, I have brought you back safely."
Hao Dongmei glared at him and said nothing.
Lu Chuan knew that this was a normal situation. You can't expect to take someone away, find out whether they are responsible, and then release them. The other person's family will still be able to talk and laugh with you and treat you politely.
"gone."
"Go inside and sit for a while, drink a glass of water and rest."
"No, I'm still rushing back to Beijing."
Lu Chuan declined Zhou Bingyi's invitation, turned around, and went downstairs to leave.
Hao Dongmei pulled Zhou Bingyi into the room and looked him up and down.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Look at you like this, oh, why are you wiping away your tears?"
As he talked, he walked to the sofa and sat down: "Don't tell me, it's not bad to do this occasionally. Just relax and take a few days off."
Hao Dongmei was very angry: "You said it easily, do you know how anxious we are, and your body..."
Zhou Bingyi waved to her, interrupted her complaint, and pulled her to sit next to her: "You don't believe me? Are you afraid that I really violate the law?"
"How can it be."
"Then it's over. Now that you know I'm fine, just treat it as a business trip. You'll have a hotel to stay in, good food and drink, and you don't have to pay the workers of any company who can't pay them. Who can bluff investors?" Let’s go, that factory didn’t take responsibility for production safety and had an accident... Such a bad thing is nerve-wracking, you see how good it is."
Hao Dongmei sighed: "Oh, I really don't want you to be the mayor anymore."
Zhou Bingyi replied something that surprised her: "That's inappropriate."
"Isn't it right?"
"It just so happens that everyone knows about stomach cancer. In a few days, I will submit an application to be relegated to the second line."
Hao Dongmei said: "What about the demolition plan?"
"Leave it to Bingkun and my successor."
When Zhou Bingyi said this, a touch of sadness flashed deep in his eyes. He really wanted to continue the demolition plan, but the current situation is that the people in Guangzi Film suspected him of collusion between government and business. Even if it is now found out that he is an upright official, Changing the minds of those people is not something that can be done overnight, and Bingkun simply gave up his job. He is a big landowner in Guangzhou. He occupies nearly half of the house by himself. This is not like a few nail households. Simple, as long as he would rather smash it into his hands than agree to dismantle it, no one can dismantle it.
People who work in Guangzhou think that Guangzhou is a cornucopia and will become a core business district where every inch of land is valuable. However, in Zhou Bingkun’s plan, five years of rent-free operation will be used to attract those merchants to settle in, and more buildings will be built around it. Several new communities, a children's park and a large parking lot all require a lot of money and time, and only Shenzhen Group can take the gamble regardless of gains and losses.
How much employment and consumption can a large commercial complex generate for the city? Just because the greed of some people has stopped, as the mayor of Jichun City, how can I not feel sad and sad.
Hao Dongmei could hear the sadness and helplessness in his words, but it didn't matter, she didn't care about the photo album, and Zhou Bingyi's willingness to take a back seat was a great blessing to her.
…
One month later.
The news of Zhou Bingyi's transfer to the National People's Congress reached the ears of Guangzipian residents. Although the report given by the investigation team was that Comrade Zhou Bingyi was clean and upright. He had been working hard and diligently for 30 years without any illegal or disciplinary behavior. However, Cao Debao and Qiao Chunyan and others didn't believe it. In Liu Ailin's words, why did he leave the mayor alone when he chose to step aside when nothing happened? There must be some unknown trick here. It was probably Zhou Bingkun who used money to get through the pass and preserve Zhou Bingyi's reputation.
Of course, they were unhappy, and there was nothing they could do to change the result. After scolding for a while, they calmed down and waited for the new mayor to take office and continue to lead the demolition plan. It would be best to change the developer.
Twenty days later, Erxiong brought back news from outside that the construction site in Wangjiatun had started. Many people were gearing up and preparing to bargain with the new developer. However, after waiting for one month, two months, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed. It's the end of the year, and the demolition office in charge of the optical film area has been closed.
Zhou Bingyi had to take a back seat. The new mayor needed to get familiar with the work and re-plan the demolition progress. A month or two would be reasonable, but waiting for three months would be too long.
Fast forward to 2004.
One month after the Spring Festival, Cao Debao and Qiao Chunyan received news that Wangjiatun Community was open for business.
The two of them couldn't agree more. The residents of this Guangzi District haven't moved in yet. What does the opening of Wangjiatun Community mean?
In order to find out what was going on, they quickly got on the newly opened No. 216 bus and came to Wangjiatun.
The tops of the first four high-rise buildings have been capped, and the construction of another four buildings is in full swing. The foundations of the eight buildings in the second phase are also being laid. Engineering vehicles come in and out through the back door, transporting truckloads of earth to the suburban brick factory.
Opposite the bus station, the sales office is already open for business. There is a red carpet at the door and a poster on the bulletin board. There are relevant introductions to the property, including the municipal planning of the new area and what public facilities will be built in the future.
When Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao walked inside, Er Xiong happened to take his wife out of the door, and they bumped into each other.
"What's wrong? Look at the unhappy look on his face. It looks like he's lost a lot of money."
"Are you just here? Go and see for yourself."
After leaving these meaningless words, Er Xiong took his wife and left.
The two looked at each other and quickly walked into the sales office.
The sales lady at the door had just seen off Er Xiong and Er Xiong's wife. When she saw them coming in, she greeted them politely and asked if she would like to help introduce the property.
Qiao Chunyan did not let her follow, saying she would take a look first, and then she led Cao Debao to the sand table where a group of people were surrounding.
Under the light, there are building models standing on the sand table, and there are corresponding house type introductions next to them. A sales lady is preparing to lead several potential customers to visit the model room. Beyond is the rest area, where a man in his thirties man and a couple are signing a house purchase agreement.
"It's the eldest sister and the second sister."
Cao Debao spotted Qiao Chunmei and Qiao Chunhua in the crowd, and quickly pulled Qiao Chunyan, who was looking around, over.
"Sister, have you asked? What's going on here? Aren't the houses in Wangjiatun used to house the residents of Guangzipiao? Why are they being sold?"
Qiao Chunyan's eldest sister, Qiao Chunmei, looked frustrated: "I asked just now, and the manager of the sales office said that the photo albums will not be demolished for the time being, and that the land has been repurposed. Tangcheng gave the city a sum of money to buy the land. Build commercial housing.”
"What? Don't you want to dismantle the calligraphy tablets?"
Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao were a little unable to react.
This restless hand has touched my chest. How can I stop doing it if I don’t want to do it?
At this time, a young and beautiful sales lady held the house purchase agreement and walked to the rest area with a middle-aged man with only a few soft hairs covering his head: "Mr. Meng, our house is currently in the opening promotion stage. That's why the price is so low. It's basically the cost price. When the surrounding facilities are developed, it will definitely not be this price in the future. Our boss said that the urbanization rate in Jichun is still very low. As long as the economy improves Now, more and more people will come to this city. Whether it is investment or self-residence, it is absolutely right for you to buy a property here.”
"Haha, I heard that Tangcheng's controlling shareholder is Shencheng Group?"
"Oh, yes, it's Shencheng Group. In fact, we employees only found out about it not long ago."
"I came here to buy a house because of the reputation of Shencheng Group. I can trust Boss Zhou's vision. If I follow him, not only eat meat, but at least I can drink soup."
"In that case, you..."
"Three sets, fully paid, by the way, you have to choose a better floor for me."
"Don't worry, it's no problem." The sales lady said happily.
She was happy here, while Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao were dumbfounded.
"What the hell is this? Our community is being sold to others like this?"
Qiao Chunmei and Qiao Chunhua were so anxious that they didn't know where to put their hands. Qiao Chunyan also saw a couple from Guangzi Film quarreling over this matter. The husband complained that his wife was messing around with those troublemakers and insisted on suing Zhou Bingyi. Embezzling project funds, now it's over, Zhou Bingkun should give up his job.
"This guy cheated us again." Cao Debao stomped his feet angrily.
Perhaps seeing that the situation on their side was different, a sales lady came over and said politely: "Guys, how can I help you?"
Qiao Chunyan'er ignored this and walked out full of resentment: "I'll go find him."
Cao Debao hurriedly caught up: "Daughter-in-law, who are you going to talk to about this matter?"
