Half an hour later.
Qiao Chunyan looked at the person standing on the mound and said, "Sure enough, he's still here."
"Daughter-in-law, don't get excited, don't get excited."
Cao Debao tried to persuade him from behind, but Qiao Chunyan didn't listen at all. She dragged him to the bottom of the mound and shouted to Lin Yue: "Zhou Bingkun, what do you mean?"
Lin Yue removed the blueprint he was holding, looked at the two people below and said, "Oh, I didn't go to you, but after calculating the cost of writing the report letter, you are quite smart and have the guts to come to me. trouble."
"You...you colluded with Zhou Bingyi's government officials and businessmen, what's wrong? Why don't you let others talk about it?"
"This is not a matter of collusion if you say there is collusion." Lin Yue said as he took several agreements handed over by the vice president of Jicheng Real Estate Development Company: "Okay, since you guys said we had collusion, If you don’t accept it, then I won’t take this job from the head office.”
Qiao Chunyan was very unhappy with her attitude: "Then why did you sell the house in Wangguantun Community?"
"It's a joke. The city wants to sell this piece of land. I bought it. I built the house on it. I can sell it to whoever I want. Do you care?"
Qiao Chunyan said something to him and she didn't know how to respond. She was just so angry that she didn't think about organizing her words. Now she's a little confused.
Lin Yue ignored her, turned over the agreement in his hand, and nodded: "No problem, just pay them."
Cao Debao said: "You are arrogant, that is obviously a place where Guangzi will build resettlement housing."
Lin Yue smiled and said: "Yes, the city did want to use that land to build resettlement housing in the past, but now and then, the plan is the plan, the reality is the reality, and it is not a final word. Changes are not Is it normal?”
"But we signed an agreement."
"Go back and take a good look at the agreement in your hands. It's called a letter of intent for demolition. Do you understand the letter of intent? It's not that you unilaterally say to demolish it, the city must demolish it."
"But... District Chief Lang clearly promised us."
"Is it useful to promise you? Demolition fees, compensation, and house construction funds. Which one does not require money? No one will invest money for her. What will she get to help you demolish it? Salary?"
Cao Debao patted Qiao Chunyan's arm: "Daughter-in-law, stop talking. I've figured it out. He's causing mischief behind his back. Why did Guangzi Pianer become such a bastard?"
"Cao Debao, please keep your mouth clean."
Two people not far away who were surveying the terrain with a spirit level heard his words and came over. They rolled up their sleeves and raised their arms, frowning, as if they were ready to fight.
Cao Debao was so frightened that he took a big step back.
"You... don't mess around, or I'll sue you."
Lin Yue said: "It's okay, I can afford the hospitalization expenses."
Cao Debao's face turned pale, his palms were sweaty, and he was 30 years younger. He might have choked back a few words. Now, his spirit has long gone, and these old bones are not enough to fill the teeth of the young people around Zhou Bingkun.
"Let's go, Debao." Qiao Chunyan said angrily: "In such a good location as Guangzipian, I don't believe that no developer is willing to invest money to demolish it."
Seeing that she couldn't get any favors from Zhou Bingkun, she grabbed Cao Debao's sleeve and turned to leave. When the two of them walked outside, they were very embarrassed by the dust raised by a truck. Cao Debao patted the dirt on his body and said to The truck driver cursed.
"Such a good location?" Lin Yue said looking at the backs of Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao.
I don’t know who gave her the courage to say such a thing, is it a good location for light-text films? Slums in any city are not good locations. Few businessmen would take risks and invest money in such places to do business. Let alone smart businessmen, normal people also know that restaurants can only make money if they open at the door of a community with a certain spending power. Got money.
…
The demolition plan of the optical film has been stopped.
Originally, they were looking forward to demolition, but those residents who had sold their buildings and returned to the Guangzhou District, waiting to be divided into houses, or who had not yet sold their houses and borrowed money to redeem their houses and wanted to make a profit on the difference, were all confused. There was a lot of discussion about this matter, and each had their own opinions. their own thoughts.
Half a month later, there were several people sitting in the courtyard of Lao Qiao's house. Some had their hands in the sleeves of their coats, some were smoking with one eye squinted, and some were bowing their heads in silence. Anyway, the atmosphere was very depressed. Cao Debao and several others His words failed to arouse everyone's emotions, so he simply sat back and picked his nails.
As a burst of footsteps approached quickly, Liu Ailin's face appeared in everyone's field of vision.
"How's the inquiring going?" Qiao Chunmei was very anxious and asked loudly before he walked into the yard.
Regarding the demolition, Guangzi Film selected a few representatives to go to the city to inquire about the situation, and Liu Ailin also followed.
"I won't tear it down anymore."
"Aren't you going to dismantle it?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, thinking how could such a big project not be demolished until it was demolished?
"Director Tong said that once Tangcheng withdraws its investment, the city will not be able to spend so much money to continue the demolition work." Liu Ailin said angrily: "After receiving such an answer, He Ping and others came back first, and I went to the bathroom to urinate urgently. , I heard two clerks discussing this matter when I came back, guess what they said."
"How to say?"
"They said they had learned from Zhou Bingyi's experience. No one in charge in the city wanted to wade into this muddy water. They were afraid that after working so hard in exchange for hundreds of reports, they would feel sad and frightened, so they simply didn't do it. . They also said that only a person like Zhou Bingyi, who was born in Guangzhou, would engage in such a thankless plan. It would be great to retire peacefully and live for a few more years, but he had to work hard day and night despite suffering from stomach cancer. .”
These words made everyone feel uncomfortable. Of course, they did not pity Zhou Bingyi. Their focus was on the aborted demolition plan.
"Our area has the potential to become a core business district. If Tangcheng and Jicheng don't work, there will always be foreign companies interested, right?" Cao Debao said: "I don't believe that Zhou Bingkun can buy all the foreign real estate developers."
Qiao Chunyan murmured: "I understand, I finally understand... He can't buy out all the real estate developers, but he can choose not to sign the letter of intent for demolition. He holds so many houses in his hands, and none of them are developed." Shang Neng is taking revenge on us by building a building on this land without moving his house.”
"This guy is really bad."
"Son of a bitch."
"Dirty little thing."
A group of people were scolding each other, but no one thought enough to write a letter to report Zhou Bingyi. It was completely normal for Zhou Bingkun to turn his face and retaliate against them.
Liu Ailin said: "You think this is the end? No, do you know what Zhou Bingkun built in the east?"
Cao Debao and others stopped scolding, because in the past half month, construction vehicles came in and out, causing a big battle in the east, and demolished a third of the phototypes, but because it was Zhou Bingkun's own house that was touched , it’s hard for others to say anything.
"I heard from someone from the Bureau of Land and Resources that he has changed the nature of the land use and is planning to build a large logistics park in the east. All the procedures have been completed, except for the construction. Well, He Ping and the others also know about this."
Cruel~
This guy is so cruel~
I thought it would be over after he ruined the demolition plan of Guangzipian. I didn’t expect to build a logistics park. I couldn’t see any economic benefits to the residents currently living in Guangzipian. The dangers of disturbing people, causing chaos and traveling are obvious. The key point is Right? Unlike polluting enterprises such as chemical plants and thermal power plants, which can be forced to leave by complaining, a city cannot do without a logistics park. Being too far from the city will cause many inconveniences, and being too close to the core business district will cause problems. It affects the living environment. Only poor people like Guangzi Pian, whose uncle does not care for her and grandma does not love her, will basically not be cared for if the living conditions are lowered even further under the already bad living conditions.
Just when Cao Debao and others were shocked by Zhou Bingkun's viciousness, they suddenly heard someone screaming at the corner: "Don't fight, don't fight. I'm really not the one who took the lead in writing the report letter. If you want to blame... If you want to blame, blame me." The third daughter of the Qiao family...and her man Cao Debao."
This voice is... Big Bear?
Soon, as a man with a broken head and a bloody head ran past in front of the yard, the chaotic footsteps stopped, and Qiao Chunyan and others saw He Ping's face full of anger.
Cao Debao's heart skipped a beat, and his face turned as white as a piece of paper.
There were more than three times as many people outside the yard as there were inside. Some were holding sticks in their hands, some were holding bricks, and some were holding shovels, as if they were going to fight the evildoers.
People stopped chasing the big bear. The two sides looked at each other for five seconds. He Ping waved his hand fiercely and said, "It's these bastards who have harmed us. Beat them to death."
They are all people who have not moved out of the Guangzi District and are eligible for demolition compensation. What are Cao Debao, Qiao Chunyan and others? They are speculators. They originally thought about the neighbors in the street, but turned a blind eye to their actions. Forget it, it was the city and the developers who suffered anyway, but I never thought that these people would mess up the demolition plan by messing around. Once Zhou Bingyi, the mayor with a background in graphic novels, resigned, no one would care about them anymore. .
Oh, people like Qiao Chunyan and Cao Debao can just go back to the city and live in buildings, but what about them? Zhou Bingkun closed the pawn shop, and now they can't leave even if they want to. They have no money to buy commercial housing and can only continue to wallow in this poor house. Can they not hate it? Can you not be angry? The gap between hope and reality finally drives people to madness and rampage.
…
"Don't fight, don't fight..."
"Kill these harmful people."
"Chen Zhifei, I am your brother-in-law, ouch..."
"I'll fuck your* brother-in-law."
"Fuck, spank her, spank her hard."
"..."
There was a lot of chattering in the yard, the table fell over, the teacup fell to the ground, the fruit plate was overturned, and the oranges turned into a puddle of mud.
Cao Debao was kicked to the ground and crawled forward with his butt stuck out. Qiao Chunyan was chased away by a woman holding a leather shoe. Occasionally she was beaten and screamed. Liu Ailin huddled up and was surrounded and beaten by several men. Kick, Erxiong pushed a middle-aged man down on the opposite side, picked up the tea tray on the ground and wanted to hit him. Unexpectedly, there was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old standing behind him. He started by throwing a steel pipe at him, and then followed up with a kick. .
"You* dare to hit my dad."
Erxiong was kicked and staggered. He slowly turned around, his eyes rolled upward little by little, and there was blood flowing under the palms covering his head.
"Ah, Er Xiong, Er Xiong, you killed someone, the little brat from the Gao family killed someone."
Seeing that the man was seriously injured, Erxiong's daughter-in-law rushed forward and tore and scratched her, leaving five bloody marks on the young man's face. She was so angry that the young man kicked him in the lower abdomen. Erxiong's daughter-in-law screamed and fell to the ground. Keep rolling.
When Er Xiong's son saw this scene, he took the fists of He Ping and others and pushed the young man to the ground with a flying swoop, pinching him with both hands.
"I let you hit my dad, I let you hit my mom."
The young man's neck was strangled, his face was red, and his mouth was purple. He kept struggling on the ground, kicking his legs, and making squealing sounds.
The middle-aged man who had just been knocked down by Er Xiong saw that his son was in critical condition. He endured the pain and got up from the ground. He looked around, picked up the shovel against the wall and aimed it at the back of Er Xiong's son's head.
Pa~
The hand that was strangling his son was released, and Er Xiong's son fell sideways to the ground. His eyes turned white, he was foaming at the mouth, and his whole body was twitching.
Qiao Chunyan ran into the house without seeing the tragic situation outside. When two middle-aged women saw her closing the door to the inner room, they picked up the rice bowls on the dining table and smashed the four small windows of the inner door.
Wow~
Wow~
Wow~
The glass shattered all over the floor, making her cry loudly behind. Old Qiaotou wanted to step forward to stop the two middle-aged women, but was hit on the forehead by a bowl, causing blood to flow immediately.
Qiao Chunyan was stunned, her whole body was trembling, she had no idea that things would be so bad, and she didn't understand why those people were acting crazy.
Of course she didn't understand, because she had a three-bedroom apartment outside and she had a way out, but others didn't.
Plop~
At this moment, the sound from behind woke her up. She turned around quickly and found that Shen Hongzhi had fallen from the bed to the ground. Her eyes were wide open and distracted. She made two gestures with her hands in front of her and slowly lowered her head. Go down.
"Mother……"
Qiao Chunyan almost rushed over to the old lady, patted her face, and probed her breathing with her hands. She was frightened.
"Dead...dead?"
Although Shen Hongzhi has tortured her and Cao Debao in the past two years, she is still alive at least. She can still move her legs and hum a few words. Now...
Old Qiaotou over there also realized what happened and collapsed directly on the ground.
Cao Debao also knew this, because he was beaten by He Ping and others until he climbed onto the window sill and witnessed his mother-in-law falling to her death.
…
Tragic~
It’s really miserable~
Er Xiong's son was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, but because the optical film could not enter the car, the medical staff carried him out and died halfway there.
Erxiong's head was broken and he had some concussions. Originally, it was okay to raise him, but when he heard that his son was dead, he became excited and went into convulsions. Later, he was diagnosed with epilepsy.
Shen Hongzhi died due to the collision.
Lao Qiao was frightened and suffered from angina pectoris and was admitted to the hospital.
Cao Debao suffered a broken leg.
Qiao Chunyan was fine, but she had a few scratches on her body.
Qiao Chunmei sprained her ankle when she ran away. Because of her age, her body bones were not as strong as before. A X-ray taken at the hospital showed that the fracture was a comminuted one.
There was also Daxiong, whose head was opened by a young man and required more than ten stitches.
Liu Ailin's injuries were milder. Several teeth were knocked out, his speech was leaky, and his face was swollen.
The people on He Ping's side also suffered some injuries, but they were much less severe than those on Cao Debao's side. After all, they were outnumbered and if two or three of them attacked one, the possibility of being counterattacked was low.
This incident was very bad. Even if Er Xiong's son died due to a mistake in a desperate attempt to save his son, it would still be a murder.
However, after the policeman who took the transcript asked about the ins and outs of the incident, he sighed and whispered that it was his own fault.
No one with conscience will feel sympathy for Qiao Chunyan, Cao Debao and others, and may even think that they deserve what they deserve. Jumping around and tossing from beginning to end, forcing a mayor who was doing practical things for Guangzi Film to take a back seat, and forcing a wealthy businessman who thought about getting rich to help the neighbors to give up demolition, those who were working in Guangzhou Zi Pian has lived here for 40 or 50 years and is fed up with the filth and mess here. Can people who are looking forward to demolishing and moving to a new home not hate them?
This is a typical development that drives honest people to the point of being burned out by their evil intentions.
What happened to the optical film quickly spread throughout the region, and many people commented and sighed after tea and drinks.
The same goes for the Zhou family.
Zhou Bingyi can be said to be heartbroken about such a result.
"Look at the consequences. If I had known what the consequences would be, I wouldn't have carried out the demolition."
He was lying on his back on the sofa, looking like he was in a lot of trouble in life.
"Okay, okay, you also have good intentions, but you can't compete with human greed." Hao Dongmei comforted him next to him.
Zhou Bingyi looked at Lin Yue: "You're not fanning the flames behind your back, are you?"
"It's a joke. Cao Debao and his group have ruined the hope of the normal demolition of the neighbors to get out of the house. Everyone hates them to the core. For this matter, do you need me to stand behind them?"
"As long as it has nothing to do with you."
"No," Lin Yue said with a smile: "Zheng Juan, when this thing is over, go and give 10,000 yuan to each family of He Ping's group who were injured in the fight, and buy some nutritional supplements and so on. , the neighbors in this street, I mean."
What do you mean?
Ten thousand yuan is a lot of money?
Ordinary people get half a year's salary, okay?
"You..." Zhou Bingyi was speechless: "Are you uncomfortable that this matter didn't go viral? Do you want to make up for it?"
"That's right." Lin Yue said: "They gave us a bad breath, why don't we go over and see the injured people?"
"Bingkun, can you please stop causing trouble at this juncture?" Zheng Juan advised: "Mom is very sad to hear the news that Aunt Qiao is gone. She didn't even sleep well last night."
"I didn't ask you to give them money right away. Anyway, just finish this matter before the year."
Zheng Juan had no choice but to nod and agree.
At this time, Lin Yue glanced at his watch: "It's almost time, let's go."
"Okay, let's go."
Zhou Bingyi sat up, patted the wrinkles on his legs, and walked outside with Hao Dongmei: "By the way, have you informed Dong Zhao?"
"Think about it, his sister is coming, can he, the younger brother, not know about it? Before I came in, the two of us discussed going to school to pick up the children, and go there early to wait for his sister and brother-in-law."
"That's good. By the way, Bingkun, lend me your car in a few days. I'm going to take your sister-in-law, Yao Lisong, and Dong Weihong to visit the place where we went to the countryside."
"You haven't withdrawn it yet. It's as if it's difficult to get a car."
"It's precisely because I haven't returned home that I can't use the bus for private use. I remember when Mrs. Qu was still alive, the distance from the compound to the soy sauce factory was several kilometers, and people could ride a bicycle back and forth twice a day."
"Don't pressure me with Mrs. Qu, isn't it just to borrow a car? We don't have much else in Jichun, we just have a lot of cars."
"By the way, speaking of Mrs. Qu, how is Uncle Ma doing?"
"I am old, deaf, forgetful, and a bit confused. When I went to Shanghai three months ago, he held my hand and forced me to call my son. You didn't see the expression on his daughter-in-law's face."
The three people around him were all amused by him.
…
Lao Qiao returned home after staying in the hospital for almost half a month. At this time, Shen Hongzhi's funeral had been completed. Qiao Chunhua and Qiao Chunyan had a fight over the matter. Since then, the sisters turned against each other. Although Qiao Chunmei still talked to Qiao Chunyan, it was obvious that No longer as cordial as in the past, Cao Debao was so angry that he scolded in his wheelchair, saying that they were also involved in reporting Zhou Bingyi, but in the end the responsibility fell entirely on himself and his wife, which was really unreasonable.
Erxiong no longer had the same liveliness as before, and now she stayed where there were few people. Her daughter-in-law went back to her parents' house in anger and never came back again.
The situation of the Daxiong family is a little better. At least the son is not dead and the wife is still there. However, the family of three is almost synonymous with street rats. They dare not stay in the streets for a long time, lest they cause public outrage and get hammered again.
Liu Ailin's son scolded his father who was a prisoner through labor and his greedy grandpa every day. He sold his building in the city and replaced it with a dilapidated house with a phototype. He originally thought he could tear it down into a big house. But now, not only can't he go back , and have to endure the glares from the neighbors, and behave like a lost dog with its tail between its legs.
Later, he simply stopped coming back and hung out every day. Later, he got a call from the police station saying that Liu Yangyang had committed a crime. He was charged with stealing and destroying public property and was going to be sentenced. Now, I was a prisoner in the labor camp and my son was also admitted.
As for Yu Hong, she was not beaten. From the day the residential building in Wangjiatun Community was sold as commercial housing, the residents of Guangzipian never saw her again.
