There are always many conflicts arising from demolition of corporate land, especially in the area of compensation, where bloodshed often occurs.
When Fuzui Group was selecting its site, the municipal government took this issue into consideration. After various studies and on-site investigations, the base was finally set in the deserted suburbs of Ganling.
Ganling is one of the seventeen county-level cities in Shen City. It has many saline-alkali lands and barren mountains. If this was the case at the time of the Qing Empire, even rabbits would not come here to hunt here. It is not at all to say that it is deserted.
Imaginary.
But later, as the population expanded, a small town with a population of about 30,000 was gradually established here.
The production base of Fuzui Group is just north of this remote town, next to a village called Baliwa.
This is a barren saline-alkali land. Apart from the large expanse of barren graves a few hundred meters away, there are no homes. It is really the best choice for building a factory. When negotiating with this place, the local government also clapped its hands.
A warm welcome.
Tang Peng originally thought that Fuzui Group's high profile and generous funds when occupying these lands would definitely be loved by the local people...
But in fact, the villagers of Baliwa Village, who had a serious small-peasant mentality, waited for the foundation of the factory area to be built, but they came out with evil moths, saying that the existence of the refinery had disturbed their ancestors who slept hundreds of meters away underground. What did they say?
He also disagreed with the continued construction of the factory. For this reason, he blocked the door of the local town government two years ago and asked for an explanation.
Everyone knows that young and old men like Baliwa do this just to get some benefits.
When Director Tang learned about this, he didn't feel relieved, so he told Pan Dongdong to try his best to meet the people's requirements. Didn't he just want a little more money, Xiao Ke Si!
After Pan Dongdong was appointed, with the coordination of the local town government staff, he quickly reached an agreement with the Baliwa villagers, and each household was given an additional 10,000 yuan as a "dead person disturbing fee".
Originally, the old and young men in Baliwa were already satisfied after receiving these ten thousand yuan - but just after the Spring Festival, when the Fuzui Group was about to get started, the villagers of Baliwa were unwilling again and said
Ten thousand yuan is too little, so I have to give him one hundred thousand yuan no matter what. After all, this thing is related to Feng Shui.
Feng shui is no small matter.
Liang Mingxiu, who was in charge of the construction work there, had no choice but to call Mr. Pan after trying to persuade him to no avail.
…
Tang Peng, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, listened to Pan Dongdong describe the situation in detail, frowned and cursed: "Fuck, these people are too unjust, aren't they? Those barren graves are the mass graves where dead soldiers were buried during World War II, and there are even more of them.
The Kwantung Army of the island country is clearly recorded in the Ganling County annals. When these people made nonsense of saying it was their ancestral tomb, we didn’t argue with them and spent one million (less than 100 households in Baliwa village) to take care of them.
They, I didn’t expect that they wanted to add another 90,000 yuan per household. This is really a daydream!”
Pan Dongdong, the co-pilot in front, glanced at Xiaoyue, who was concentrating on driving, and frowned: "Who says it's not the case? In fact, this matter should have been done according to my wishes from the beginning, no matter what ancestral graves or not, we
We didn't let them move their graves, so why should we pay them compensation? It's ridiculous to say that you have to pay the dead people for disturbing the land. It seems that only you, Mr. Tang, can do this. I think you are quite kind.
Yes, but what about those mud-legged people? They don’t care about that. I dare say that this time you met their request, who knows what they will ask for next time!”
When Pan Dongdong said the word 'mud-legged', a flash of dissatisfaction flashed in Tang Peng's eyes, and he said lightly: "Actually, the vast majority of mud-legged people are very simple. I was a mud-legged person when I was a child. It is precisely because everyone
It’s a fool’s errand, that’s why I was willing to spend millions.”
Pan Dongdong was stunned for a moment, then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Tang Peng, I didn't say I looked down on the people, I just felt angry, so..."
Tang Peng waved his hand: "You don't need to say anything, I know. If I guessed correctly, the villagers must have been bewitched by some people if they went back on their word."
Pan Dongdong shook his head: "I don't know the specifics yet. We will know when we get to the scene and ask Liang Mingxiu."
But Tang Peng said: "Let's not go to the scene first. Let's go directly to Baliwa to have lunch there and visit in secret."
…
Baliwa has a population of about three to four hundred people. It is considered a small village in the countryside of Shencheng.
Because of its remote location, Baliwa is still far behind the rural areas in the suburbs of Shencheng. There is only one decent hotel in the whole village, but its name is quite cool, called Jindi Hotel.
The hotel owner didn't look like a golden emperor, but looked like a rich man with a big head and a short neck. When he saw Tang Peng and three people walking in, he immediately ran up and said hello attentively, but his small eyes were wandering around Pan Dongdong and Xiaoyue.
sweep.
Tang Peng was not surprised by this kind of thing. He just said lightly, "Be careful of dazzling your eyes." The rich man quickly looked away with a smile.
The three of them asked for a private room downstairs, ordered a few stir-fried dishes, and then closed the door.
Looking at Pan Dongdong and Xiaoyue sitting across from each other, Tang Peng sighed: "Oh, going out to eat with you two beauties, as a man, you have to bear a lot of pressure."
Xiaoyue remained indifferent to Tang Peng's teasing and poured tea and water for the three of them.
Pan Dongmei smiled and wanted to say a few words, but because of Xiaoyue's presence, she could only stick out her tongue at Tang Peng and then started talking about business: "I also called Liang Mingxiu and asked her to come here to have dinner with her.
No?"
Tang Peng shook his head: "Forget it - actually we should sit in the lobby to eat, so that we can hear something."
Pan Dongdong said with a smile: "It's okay to eat in the room. At the worst, I can call the boss in later, give him some favors, and just listen to what he says."
"Well, that's okay too."
Tang Peng took a sip of water and said: "It's really troublesome to go to Iraq. You have to go to the UAE first and then transfer to Iraq. Let's not talk about which flight to take after arriving in the UAE. Let's just go to the UAE first. It's also expensive.
The boss has had a setback. By the way, when you were in great glory, have you ever been to Iraq?"
Pan Dongdong shook his head: "No, there is nothing fun over there."
Xiaoyue interrupted at this time: "I have been to Iraq before, and I arrived in the United Arab Emirates first. In fact, after arriving in the United Arab Emirates, it is very simple to go to Babylon. There are direct flights there."
Pan Dongdong said: "Xiaoyue, how about you accompany Tang Peng?"
Tang Peng waved his hand: "Forget it. Xiaoyue's main task is to protect you. You are the indispensable figure in my process of becoming the world's richest man. I can't make any mistakes."
Pan Dongdong smiled sweetly: "Thank you very much for your consideration. I will definitely work hard for you until my death."
While a few people were chatting and laughing, the waiter served the food.
The moment the waiter opened the door, Tang Peng saw seven or eight people walking into the hotel. The leader was a young man with a gloomy face. The guy next to him with a sinister face stepped on the chair with his right foot as soon as he came in.
He slapped the table and shouted: "Xu Laoer, find a cleaner private room for Brother Gang!"
Xu Laoer, the owner of the hotel, immediately ran over from behind the bar and said with a flattering smile: "Junzi, I'm so sorry, there really are no private rooms today."
Jun Zi glared: "What? You have three boxes upstairs and one box below. How come there are no boxes?"
Xu Laoer nodded and said, "Well, there are guests, right?"
Junzi sneered and said: "Bullshit guests! Go and tell those guests in Box 1 on the second floor to get out, just say that Brother Gang is coming to eat!"
Xu Laoer seemed to be very worried about Brother Gang. He had to look at his face every time he spoke. He whispered in embarrassment: "Junzi, the three boxes upstairs are cadres from the town who have come down to investigate. If they are allowed to
Free up the box...hehe."
After hearing that the town cadres were dining here, Jun Zi's arrogance became much less arrogant. When he turned to look at Brother Gang for instructions, he happened to see the waiter coming out of the box below with a plate.
When he reached Pan Dongdong, who was sitting at the door, his eyes immediately stood up, he raised his hand to grab Xu Laoer, and said with a smile: "Xu Laoer, since the town cadres occupy the box upstairs, then the box below
, he can’t be a cadre in the town, right?”
Junzi asked this, just to borrow words from Xu Laoer and wanted to know the origin of that beautiful woman.
After Tingjunzi asked this question, Xu Laoer knew what he was thinking, and he quickly laughed and said, "Junzi, the guests here are from out of town, it seems..."
Before Xu Laoer could finish speaking, Junzi pushed him away and walked into the box where Tang Peng and others were sitting.
Xu Laoer hurriedly followed in: "Junzi, Junzi, give your second brother face..."
"What the hell do you have to say, get out of here!"
Jun Zi glared and was so frightened that Xu Laoer immediately didn't dare to say a word. Then he turned his head and looked at Pan Dongdong and the two of them on their faces and chests: "Hey, sisters, I want to discuss something with you guys.
Can you please free up the box?"
There were obviously three people sitting in the box, but Junzi automatically ignored the only male.
Pan Dongdong frowned and said coldly: "Why?"
"Hey, that's a good question, why?"
Junzi licked his lips: "Just because Brother Gang wants to come here to eat, you have to get out."
Pan Dongdong crossed his arms on his chest and said calmly: "What if we don't want to?"
"I don't want it to be okay. I don't want us all to sit and eat together. It would be lively. Sister, don't you think so?"
Junzi chuckled and touched Xiaoyue's face with his left hand dishonestly.
As soon as Junzi raised his right hand, Xiaoyue suddenly stood up, grabbed his wrist, and hit him directly in the mouth with an elbow.
"Ouch!"
Junzi screamed, his mouth was sore and painful, and he opened his mouth and spurted out several bloody teeth.