() Wang Xiaobo returned to the copper mine office and dormitory in dismay. Before the door opened, someone shouted from behind: "Brother Wang, you can't forget about sleep and food in revolutionary work, but you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest."
"My family, are these the tricks you have created? We were the same family five hundred years ago, and they did all these silly things to entertain me." Wang Xiaobo said without looking back.
Wang Lin, Mr. Gu's security guard: "Don't worry, go and work as a battalion commander over there according to your skills. It's much better than being a junior section officer here. I'm here for your own good."
Wang Xiaobo really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he meant well and couldn't say anything against him. In addition, he was the guard of his god-grandfather Gu Lao, and he wanted to see the Buddha's face as well as the gold face. He opened the door and invited him in.
Wang Lin was not polite. She sat on the desk as soon as she entered and proudly took out two boxes from behind her: "These are from home. I heard they are items that are hundreds of years old."
Wang Xiaobo didn't expect that this boy would get the rare century-old ginseng and century-old Ganoderma lucidum so quickly. So he opened it curiously and took a look. The ginseng was as thick as a child's wrist and was about the same color as a tree bark bump. Although the century-old Ganoderma lucidum was only
A quarter is almost fifty centimeters square.
Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Wang Lin asked, "Brother Wang, how is this thing?" There was already a hint of anxiety in her tone.
"I'm afraid your family will call you a prodigal?" Wang Xiaobo mocked, put one hand on his wrist, and pressed the other hand on his pubic area. After a week of luck, he looked at him in surprise: "Have you ever been with him before?
Have you ever fought against someone? And this person is also a strong opponent."
"Brother Wang is so awesome, he even knows this. Last year, I went to Montenegro Province with the chief to investigate and deal with a deputy provincial cadre. The man couldn't even give gifts and intercede, so he hired someone from the rivers and lakes like a wolf howling in the sky.
Wanted to assassinate the leader, but ended up...
I got in touch with him, and within a few seconds, he tapped his finger on the chest, and he fell unconscious immediately. Fortunately, there were many of us, and we also used guns, so there was no accident. However, I kept him for two months.
The injury." Wang Lin said with lingering fear.
Wang Xiaobo nodded: "Oh, it's Wolf Howling Cloud. He's dead. However, you were sexually assaulted by him and one of your veins was sealed."
Wang Lin looked surprised: "Dead? How did he die? Are you sure?" Three question marks in a row.
This kid didn't care about being plotted against him, but he cared about Wolf Howling in the Sky. It was really putting the cart before the horse. He must have hated this person to the bone. He smiled and said easily: "He wants to kill me.
I solved him under the cliff of the back mountain."
"Really? Brother, you are so awesome." Wang Lin turned Brother Wang into the eldest brother. He didn't care that he was older than others, since his martial arts skills were higher than his own, he had to be called eldest brother.
Wang Xiaobo had a sense of loyalty in school, and the five roommates in the dormitory at that time became brothers. Unfortunately, he was the youngest and had never been a big brother for a day. In society, people such as martial arts fans, Fatty Ru, and Battalion Commander Wu were all called him
His master was already feeling a little carried away. Now Wang Lin's call of "big brother" made him feel sweet and uncomfortable: "Okay! We are brothers. I will find a way to help you open up the blocked vein.
"
"Thank you, brother." Wang Lin said that she was a big brother and was not stingy.
Just as he was talking, the guard Chen Dagou rushed in and said, "Secretary Wang, it's bad, there are many farmers with hoes and rakes surrounding our office building."
"What's going on?" Wang Xiaobo asked strangely.
"I don't know what's going on. I just heard them saying they wanted a house or something." It seemed that Chen Dagou couldn't explain clearly.
"Are you sure you're not from our mine?"
"No, they are all local farmers."
Wang Xiaobo felt strange that farmers should go to the countryside to find the mine when they make trouble. It seems that this problem is not simple. "Let's go and have a look." He waved his hand and took the lead and ran out.
There were already two to three hundred people crowded at the door of the reception room. A few people in front were carrying hoes and rakes, as if they were here to fight.
Wang Xiaobo said with a gloomy face: "What's wrong? You're still holding a hoe and a rake. Do you want to fight? Let's put everything down first, and then we can discuss other things."
A middle-aged man with a beard brandished a hoe and glared at him angrily: "We are looking for Secretary Wang, who do you think you are?"
Without saying a word, Wang Xiaobo stepped in front of the bearded man, stretched out his hand a little, and the hoe fell to the ground: "How can you be polite to express a problem and use a weapon, which is stronger than a fist? Can hitting solve the problem? What a mess."
The bearded man's face turned pale because of his aura, and he stammered: "I, let's look for Secretary Wang."
"How did you find yourself here when you couldn't find Secretary Wang in the countryside?" Wang Xiaobo's sharp eyes glanced at the people holding hoes and rakes, and these people hurriedly threw their weapons on the ground.
The bearded man seemed to be their leader, and he explained bravely: "We went to the township to find the mayor Guan, and he said that this matter was not his business, and asked us to come to the mine to find Secretary Wang."
Damn it, it was another trap set by this monster. Wang Xiaobo muttered secretly and asked: "I am the secretary of the Beishan Township Party Committee. What on earth happened to make you want to use knives and guns?"
He was so young, so the bearded man couldn't believe it, and asked doubtfully: "Are you really Secretary Wang of Beishan Township?"
"What? You don't believe it? Is there a second Secretary Wang?" Wang Xiaobo then smiled and patted the bearded shoulder.
The bearded man was encouraged: "Secretary Wang, do you think our farmers' houses should be protected by law?"
Wang Xiaobo was stunned for a moment: "Of course you are protected by the law, what's wrong?"
"But tonight our village chief of Xiaohe Village said that the township will widen roads and part of our house will be flattened. We will only be given a little land and will no longer be subsidized to build additional houses."
The bearded man said angrily.
"Is this what your village chief said?" Wang Xiaobo frowned and asked.
The bearded man replied affirmatively: "Our village chief's name is Hua Laowu. He said that the township leaders said that funds for widening roads are relatively tight, so we should make some contribution to the development of the township's economy. Then those of us on the side of the highway will suffer.
If you don't dare to contribute to others, we should suffer the loss, which is unfair."
When Wang Xiaobo heard what he said, he was secretly amused. It turned out that he wanted to be fair. He saw others not contributing, but when he wanted to contribute, he felt that he suffered a loss. This is a typical small farmer's consciousness. If you don't suffer at all, you have to.
The poor are all poor, and if we want the rich to be rich, what we need is fairness.
Of course, these small farmers' consciousness has been accumulated in our country for thousands of years, and it cannot be changed overnight. What's more, these farmers' houses, like the land, are the basis for their survival, and they cannot just make contributions.
The village chief would probably not be able to explain this kind of contribution. It must have been something done by Deputy Township Chief Li and others. Anyway, land in mountainous areas is not valuable, so they created a game of exchanging land for money, and they even called it "contribution".
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Wang Xiaobo could only smile bitterly: "Folks, your houses are the basis for your survival. This township government will definitely consider compensating you, and the price will be slightly higher than the price of rebuilding your houses. By then, Qingbei will
The Highway Construction Headquarters will consider a standard based on market prices and provide unified compensation."
"real?"
"You won't lie to us?"
The farmers started talking about it. They seemed to not believe Wang Xiaobo's words.
Wang Xiaobo raised his hands high and said loudly: "Everyone, please be quiet. You can nominate three representatives to participate in the formulation of compensation standards for house demolition. In this way, at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, three of your representatives will be invited to come to the township government to participate in the discussion.
.It’s already very late now. Let’s go back, but take the hoe and rake back. If I don’t admit it tomorrow, you can still bring them over and smash me to death here, right?”
"Ha, ha -" the farmers who came over all laughed and went home.
