"You, don't get mad at me! I'll give you one day to move out of here!"
"At this time tomorrow, we will collect this land."
"Be against us and think clearly about the consequences!"
Gong Guangyao looked at the people in the welfare home arrogantly, said harsh words and left with his men.
Seeing the group of people leaving, Cao Yan's mood hit rock bottom.
She was worried that the orphanage would be demolished and the children would have no fixed place to live.
I was extremely anxious but had no choice.
If these people really started demolition, what could she do to stop it?
I couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.
The children were also frightened and cried loudly.
"Bad guys, don't tear down our home..."
"Brother Zhang Yuan, go and beat them away..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Zhang Yuan knelt down and comforted them one by one.
After a while, the children's emotions stabilized.
"Aunt Cao, take care of the children."
"I'll go to the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau to find out the situation."
Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth and said.
It's impossible that the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau doesn't know about this matter. If they can strictly order Yang not to start construction, this matter can be put to rest!
He must know the attitude of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau!
Afterwards, Zhang Yuan set off directly to the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau.
It will be closer to the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau through Antique Street.
Zhang Yuanzheng was walking on the antique street.
He frowned, thinking about countermeasures.
Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by a burst of noise.
Looking around, I saw a woman having a heated argument with a vendor.
Attracting crowds of people to watch.
Zhang Yuan had always hated others bullying the old, weak, women and children, so when he saw this scene he also stepped forward.
"Stop talking nonsense, you must buy this Qiu Mountain Picture today." The vendor said angrily.
"Why! It's not broken!" The woman was not happy.
"You hit the ground and there was an extra hole. Do you think it's not broken?"
The vendor looked at the people around him reluctantly and raised his voice: "Come to judge, she passed by me and knocked a hole in my painting of Qiu Shan, and she still didn't pay for it."
"Just pay for it. After all, you knocked it off."
"Yes, yes, just consider yourself unlucky."
People around her also felt that the woman should pay compensation, and they all agreed.
"Did you hear that? It's natural to pay for compensation. Hurry up."
When the vendor heard that the people around him were helping him speak, he became more energetic and raised his chin to look at the woman.
"A painting costs more than one million, isn't this blackmail!" The woman looked angry.
"Call home and ask for money. If you don't pay, you won't be able to leave."
After the vendor finished speaking, two big men with big shoulders and waists approached from the side.
Looking at this momentum, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back today if I don't pay.
"Sister, this is a fake, it's only worth 200 yuan."
At this time, a man's voice sounded, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.
"Where did you come out of here? Where do you have the right to speak?"
The vendor stared at Zhang Yuan and waved his hand impatiently, "Get out of here! Don't blame me for being rude."
The two strong men at the back also stood up, clenching their fists and making a snapping sound.
With that look, Zhang Yuan was afraid that if he said one more word, he would be beaten.
"I said your Qiu Mountain Picture is a fake and worthless." Zhang Yuan said with an indifferent expression.
"Little brother, are you telling the truth?"
The woman clutched Zhang Yuan's sleeve tightly as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.
"It's true. It's good if it's worth 200 yuan."
Zhang Yuan nodded, he already knew that the painting was a fake.
"Boy, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!"
The vendor had a sullen face and stared at Zhang Yuan fiercely, "Why do you say this painting is fake? If you don't make it clear today, my brother will not agree."
He naturally knew that the painting was fake, but this young man could tell that he was unsure.
If word spreads, it will be difficult for him to do business in the future.
So there was a hint of warning in the words.
"The Autumn Mountain Picture was painted by Mr. Zhang Daqian in 1978."
"The true Autumn Mountain Picture, judging from the entire painting, the technique of large splashes of distant mountains is almost abstract, while the dotting of rocks, houses, and trees is realistic and lively."
"Your so-called Qiu Mountain Picture is crude in technique. Although it depicts its shape, it lacks a trace of agility."
"Besides, there is one thing that is quite outrageous." Zhang Yuan looked at the vendor and smiled with a playful expression, "Why is it that the seal of Daqian Layman in the Qiu Mountain Picture is not in your painting? Don't say it is because it has faded over time.
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Zhang Yuan exposed the authenticity of this painting in public.
After hearing Zhang Yuan's words, the people around them all understood that it was the vendor who wanted to extort money from the woman.
"It's really shameless to cheat women out of their money."
"Tsk tsk, you are so thick-skinned."
"It doesn't even have a seal, so who believes it is authentic..."
Everyone was talking one-sidedly, and the vendor couldn't keep it off his face. He knew he was in the wrong.
Zhang Yuan became extremely angry when he saw his good deeds being ruined.
"Boy, you ruined my good deeds, let's see!"
Then he closed the stall, said a harsh word, and left in despair.
"Thank you little brother, let me treat you to a meal. I want to thank you very much!"
The woman was very grateful to Zhang Yuan for his generous action.
Zhang Yuan couldn't bear to see others bullying a woman, so he just helped her casually. Now he was in a hurry to go to the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, so he declined the woman politely.
Arriving at the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, Zhang Yuan asked around and met Director Qiao.
"Young man, why did you come to see me?"
Director Qiao looked at Zhang Yuan in front of him with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"That's it, Bureau Qiao."
"Today at noon, a group of people came to our Chenguang Welfare Home and said it was going to be demolished."
"We are still limited to moving out of the orphanage before noon tomorrow. Has Director Qiao heard about the demolition of the orphanage?"
After many years of reselling experience, Zhang Yuan learned to watch people's emotions.
After Zhang Yuan explained the situation, he looked into Director Qiao's eyes, trying to see something from his eyes.
"The demolition is indeed happening. You guys should move out of the orphanage on time and find another place." Director Qiao took a puff from the cigarette in his hand and said calmly.
"Director Qiao, the orphanage is our home. If we demolish it, the children will be homeless. Besides, the orphanage is far away from the city. This piece of land has no commercial value. Can you stop them?" Zhang Yuan said with hope.
"This matter is not easy to handle. The demolition is a matter of approval and is finalized."
"You are the director of Housing and Urban-Rural Development. Isn't this demolition a matter of your own words? Please help me."
Director Qiao looked at Zhang Yuan up and down with a trace of disdain on his face.
"It's not impossible for me to help you. This matter needs to be cleared up personally. I'm usually very busy, do you understand?"
Director Qiao said, rubbing three fingers together and rubbing his nose.
Zhang Yuan understood the moment he saw this.
He wants money!
Corrupt officials!
These officials do not serve the group leaders, they only think about how to make a fortune all day long.
"Is this your consciousness as a public servant? Reaching out your hands and asking for money from the people?" There was a trace of anger in Zhang Yuan's words.
"If you say that, I have no control over this matter, and the orphanage will be demolished!" Director Qiao's implication was directly revealed, and he immediately became angry.
Zhang Yuan felt angry when he heard this. Just as he was about to say something, a woman walked in.
"Old Qiao, today...is it you?" The woman looked happy when she saw Zhang Yuan sitting next to her.