Lao Zhan used to be Lei Junxia's most powerful secret flag. Almost all the things he encountered that were difficult to deal with, Lao Zhan handled them properly for him.
It doesn't matter what the process is, what matters is that the results satisfy him.
Therefore, Lei Junxia introduced Lao Zhan to Hou Jingyao by chance, and Lao Zhan was recognized by the latter.
Since 1998, the efforts to crack down on dark organizations have been wave after wave and have never stopped, which also made Lao Zhan's life difficult.
After Lei Junxia conveyed Hou Jingyao's meaning to Lao Zhan, he was intoxicated. At this time, he only had the profit of this project in his heart.
Already in poverty, he responded to Lei Junxia's words with "um na".
All he could think about was how to make money.
Lei Junxia is really his savior, he will give him pillows when he feels sleepy.
After he bowed his head and sent Lei Junxia away, he began to discuss countermeasures with a bunch of bad guys.
However, the work style of this group of people is still stuck in that era. In the face of huge benefits, they have long forgotten the dangers.
In the middle of the night, Lao Zhan gathered all his brothers, more than fifty people, sneaked into the landfill site quietly, and smashed all the temporary facilities...
Lao Zhan looked at the mess at the scene with satisfaction and nodded with satisfaction at the brothers' achievements.
But he was also very surprised. He didn't see a single person in the huge construction site. Didn't it mean it was a company from out of town?
Is this the level of management?
He took a look at everyone's masterpiece, saw that it was almost done, and shouted proudly: "It's almost done, let's call it a day! Everyone go back and have a good sleep, and come back to negotiate with them tomorrow!"
Ke Deping didn't know that his construction site had suffered heavy damage. All the temporary projects that had been built had basically disappeared, leaving the ground covered with construction debris.
He is sleeping soundly in the hotel outside.
The next day, as soon as he walked to the gate of the construction site, his eyesight went dark and he almost fainted from anger!
Hey guys, is this a strong typhoon?
The dozens of meters of walls that were just built yesterday and the temporary shelters that were just erected were all turned into ruins. Even the bricks, sand, stones, and cement piled on the site were scattered everywhere.
He found Lao Sun, the head of the masonry team, pointed to the ruins on the ground, and explained in a very irritable mood: "In the morning, I will shave off the ash on these bricks and stack them neatly. In the afternoon, we will continue working when the materials arrive."
Lao Sun turned around and gave an order, and all the masonry team members joined the procession of shaving bricks.
Seeing that the sand, gravel and cement scattered on the site must no longer be used, he called the material manager Lao Fan and explained with a constipated face: "Let's count the quantity and value of all the damaged materials in the early stage. In addition, there is only one In the morning, hurry up and replenish a batch of gravel and cement!"
Before the data came out, he was debating whether to report to Luo Yuanchao or not.
He walked quickly to Lao Fan, who was ordered to leave, and asked in a low voice: "How long will the statistical work take? I'm still waiting to report the losses to Mr. Luo!"
Old Fan patted the leather bag he was carrying, sat down alone on the bricks that were not particularly damaged, and said confidently: "One hour at most!"
After he finished speaking, he ignored Ke Deping who was standing next to him, took out a counter and a bunch of receipts alone, and began to calculate the accounts.
Ke Deping thought about it and decided that it was still necessary to report the damage on site to the owner's representative.
He took out the phone and said in a joking tone:
"Your typhoon in Jiahong is quite powerful! It destroyed all the temporary facilities that were built a few days ago. I want you to claim compensation for this kind of unforeseen loss!"
Ye Anshan, the owner's representative, was a little confused. He murmured in his heart that he had lived in Jiahong for decades and had never heard of a typhoon. After all, it is located in the southwest hilly area and there are very few strong winds, let alone typhoons.
"It's so early in the morning, you're making fun of me! Did your physical education teacher teach you about geography and climate? Where in Jiahong could there be a typhoon." He said with some displeasure.
Ke Deping's life experience also told him that this was completely impossible, but how to explain this situation at the scene?
He opened and closed his mouth for a long time before spitting out one word.
"Can……"
Since you can't explain clearly, let him take a look.
"Lao Ye, please come and see for yourself. I really don't need to lie to you."
Ye Anshan hung up the phone and rode his Xingfu 90 to the construction site.
He was also stunned by the scene in front of him, but he was obviously better at finding problems than Ke Deping.
Soon, he found a shoe print on the cement pockets scattered on the ground, and also found the mark of a heavy hammer on a brick.
He waved to Ke Deping. When he saw the latter coming to him, he pointed at the evidence in front of him and shouted angrily: "Are you crazy about money? You caused this kind of accident yourself, and you want the owner to pay for it?" Are you paying the bill? I'm afraid your wishful thinking will come to nothing!"
After saying that, he no longer cared about the dumbfounded He Deping, and walked towards his happiness 90 angrily.
As soon as he started the motorcycle, he stopped and loudly confessed: "I will take the initiative to report your bad behavior to the company. Also, the construction period will not change!"
Ke Deping could only look up to the sky and sigh: "Oh my God! You are so heartless!"
Lao Fan had already done the calculation. He put everything back together before walking to Ke Deping: "Manager Ke, we have done the calculation. Fortunately, we don't have much material in the early stage. If we don't count bricks, the total loss will be There are five thousand four hundred dollars!"
Ke Deping nodded after hearing this and waved to him again. He needed to be quiet now.
These losses equaled one and a half months of his salary. Of course, bonuses were not included.
He calmed down. Since Lao Ye said it was man-made sabotage, he still had to let Mr. Luo handle the matter.
He took out his phone and reported the whole thing to Luo Yuanchao.
Luo Yuanchao felt a little relieved after hearing this. Fortunately, this incident happened during the early construction of the temporary shelter, and no one was living at the construction site last night.
Once casualties occur, the consequences will be disastrous.
He just said lightly: "I understand, you organize the workers to follow the steps!"
He hung up Ke Deping and called Zhang Xing, the owner's vice president in charge. He smiled on the other end of the phone and said: "Mr. Zhang, I don't know if Ye Gong has reported to you on the landfill project. I Now we kindly ask for your cooperation and strive to set up a guard box at the entrance of the sidewalk before the official start of construction."
Before Zhang Xing had time to listen to Ye Anshan's report, he said calmly on the other end of the phone: "Okay, I know about this matter. After I check with Lao Ye, I will give you a satisfactory answer!"
In the overall environment of Jiahong, if you talk about the past few years, even if Luo Yuanchao didn't say anything, he would have to communicate with the local police station and set up booths before the construction site started.
But in the past one or two years, everything has been wiped out with heavy blows. Is it still necessary under the bright sky?
He shook the landline phone and decided to ask Ye Anshan to find out the situation. After dialing the phone, he said straight to the point: "Old Ye, are there any traces of man-made destruction in the landfill?"
