Then, Song Wuji came forward in person. He personally visited a competent official related to this matter, and he believed that only that official could be competent in this matter.
The official was named Yu Guohua, who was the director of the city demolition office. He was a small position and his power was only useful to some people. But at that time, for Song Wuji and the others, he was from another class and was superior.
Yang Er and Zhang Biao accompanied him as his assistants. They were both in suits and ties and dressed well. This was the first time that Zhang Biao was dressed neatly, and it was also the first time that Song Wuji appeared in a dress-up. He attached great importance to this visit and regarded it as his life.
A feast, an event of great historical significance, went all out. At that time, no one could imagine that his power and wealth would be so shocking in the future. The feast of his life had just begun, and there would be countless
Wonderful.
They walked straight in and walked to the director's office. Zhang Biao was waiting outside the door, and Song Wuji and Yang Er went in directly. Yu Guohua was busy at the desk. They had already figured it out and would not be lost.
"Hello, Director Yu." Yang Er stood quietly outside the door and expressed his politeness. Song Wuji stood behind him.
Yu Guohua looked at the two strangers in surprise. Their expressions were indifferent, neither humble nor arrogant, completely different from most visitors who had their own wishes. The one in front seemed to have seen it somewhere, and was gentle and kind, like a government employee, but behind him
The man was a little too calm, feeling uneasy. He felt that he didn't want them to enter his office, but now he had no way to refuse. "Please come in." He couldn't help but stand up and watch them walk up to him.
Yang Er sat down in front of his desk. Song Wuji pulled a chair and sat behind Yang Er, keeping a few steps away, with a calm expression, not like a follower, but like a referee who supervised their words.
Yang Er handed over the legal power of attorney for the demolition households.
"That's it." Yu Guohua sat back on his seat, glanced at him, and breathed a sigh of relief. The two people in front of him had a request for him, which was enough. He breathed a sigh of relief. "So, do you have any requirements? I
Although he was in charge, I think it would be better and more effective to contact the developer to negotiate a solution directly. "He spoke in an official voice, hoping to send these two uninvited guests away as soon as possible.
"We believe that given the specific difficulties of these relocated households and the commercial value of the land, we require compensation according to the highest standards stipulated by the government. Of course, we will go to the developer to negotiate in detail next, but we need to get it first.
The support of relevant government departments is actually your support. Please support us." Yang Er spoke.
Yu Guohua showed unhappiness on his face. He had never encountered anyone talking to him in such a tone. Although Yang Er was begging him, Yang Er's voice had commands and authority, and even a hint of giving alms.
He was condescending, as if he was reluctant to discuss it with him.
"We must support. We must first guarantee the interests of the people, but we must also consider the interests of the developers. We have published a special article to target them." Yu Guohua began to speak with cold mockery, without any concealing his current unhappiness.
Mood. However, Yang Er interrupted him mercilessly. This was the first time in his lawyer's career. "We don't need such empty statements, we need to implement specific numbers and specific actions. We
We ask you to personally give General Zhou of Shengda Company’s instructions, or call us to inform us of our request, and please directly express our support."
"What if I refuse?" He said without thinking and only instinctively. He glared at Yang Er angrily, even the mayor would be more tactful when he made such a request.
"Then, let my elder brother talk to you." Yang Er nodded apologetically to him and stood up and left. These were the steps they had agreed on.
Hearing his footsteps, Zhang Biao appeared at the door just in a good place, staring at Yu Guohua coldly. At the same time, Song Wuji slowly stood up and sat in Yang Er's seat just now. "Brother Song, Brother Biao and I will take the lead. You guys
Talk slowly." Yang Er said with a smile at the door, and then left with Zhang Biao.
Song Wuji has never looked back. He seemed to be thinking about how to convince the other party. When Yang Er and Zhang Biao's footsteps disappeared, he said: "I understand you. Your every move must be in line with you as a supervisor.
If an official's behavior exceeds the rules, he must bear the corresponding responsibility. A sense of responsibility is a very precious moral character for a man. Like you, I am also a man with a sense of responsibility. Thank God, I and you now
We can all take on the responsibility of a man, we can earn money to support our family, and ensure that our wife and son will not go hungry. My wife is beautiful and kind, and my two sons are healthy and smart. I love them, and they love me too. We are a very happy
Family. Of course, the same thing, I know that Director Feng, you also have a happy family. Your wife works in the Electric Power Bureau and has a good income. She was promoted to deputy director of the office last year. Is it because of her talent or your influence?
?It is said that people are talking about it. Your daughter is in Class 7, Grade 2, Junior High School, and the midterm exam is ninth in the class, which is not worth showing off. Considering that No. 6 Middle School is the best middle school in PJ, it is already a very good result.
But what is amazing is her dancing talent. She always won big prizes in school art fairs all over the city. She has beautiful legs, which should be cherished especially."
Song Wuji spoke very slowly. He seemed to be talking about something irrelevant. His tone was as plain as two friends who had been chatting for many years, but Yu Guohua heard it indescribable disgust and creepy.
Song Wuji is always like this. He doesn't like to talk, but once he speaks, it's like a knife stabbing the other party's weakness.
"But," Song Wuji's speech suddenly turned and began to exert force, "God's temper has always been very strange. He often suddenly changes the fate of us, sometimes, too cruel. Think about it, if one day God is,
I encountered something unexpected and could not continue to take on the responsibility of being a husband. So, what would happen? My family may be broken down, and my wife may be thrown into the arms of another man and let another man enjoy her.
Body, my two sons will call another man Dad, and their pure hearts will be greatly hurt. From then on, I will no longer believe that this society can give people fairness. It is so miserable and unimaginable."