As soon as the truck arrived, the two drivers got out of the truck.
It could be felt that the two of them were in a good mood. They were humming a little tune and calling for the workers to come over and unload the goods.
They have reason to be happy, after all, they won several hundred yuan from the mute today. This is several times their daily wages.
A group of workers walked behind the car and opened the tarpaulin covering the rear compartment.
As soon as the tarpaulin was opened, the workers stood there, looking at each other, and no one came forward to unload the goods.
"What are you doing? Why don't you work?"
Ha Ye on the terrace shouted loudly.
A foreman looked up at Mr. Ha upstairs, pointed to the carriage, and said awkwardly:
"Boss, why don't you come over and take a look..."
The moment Ha Ye appeared in front of the truck with Huang Ze, his face looked extremely ugly.
I saw that the original decoration materials in the truck had turned into a pile of broken wooden boards.
On top of the board, there were two dark coffins. The names of Qin Sihai and Ha Ye were written on them with vermilion brushes.
Mr. Ha was furious and turned to the two drivers and said angrily:
"What's going on?"
The two drivers looked embarrassed, hesitating and not knowing how to explain.
Suddenly, a black Santana drove quickly and stopped on the side of the road.
As soon as the car door opened, Mute and the two locals from before got out of the car.
As soon as he saw the mute, the driver immediately pointed at him and said to Mr. Ha:
"Boss, it was them who did it. They set up a trap to hold us down and dropped the things..."
The mute chuckled, looked at the two drivers, and said:
"I, I, my money is that, so easy to win?"
The two drivers immediately rushed towards the mute.
The mute unhurriedly pulled out the sickle from his waist and slowly picked his teeth with the sickle.
"Meat, meat, too much meat. It's a bit stuffy, my teeth are stuffed..."
Upon seeing the sickle, the two drivers immediately stopped.
Mr. Ha on the side looked at this scene and smiled instead of getting angry.
He slowly walked to my car, looked at me in the car, and said:
"This little trick of picking peaches and abandoning the frame and replacing the pillars was done by your grandfather Chu. To be honest, I am quite disappointed. At most, I lost two trucks of decoration materials and gained two more coffins. What else? What does it do to me?
Influence? Mr. Chu, I really looked at you very highly before, thinking that you were a leader in a thousand schools, with great wisdom. Now I see, it’s nothing more than that..."
"Then what result do you want?"
I lit a cigarette and took a puff.
When he exhaled, the smoke hit Mr. Ha's face directly.
Ha Ye fanned the cigarette in front of him, pointed at the building behind him and said:
"If Mr. Chu really has the means, don't build disgusting things like coffins. If you have the ability, I can't keep this building going and the place can't open..."
Mr. Ha still looks like he is smiling but hiding a knife in his smile.
"Satisfy you!"
I said calmly.
"Then I will go back and wait for you, Mr. Chu?"
I shook my head and looked at the time.
"No, it'll be ready right away!"
I could clearly see the old wrinkles on Mr. Ha's face, and they couldn't help but move.
And I also deliberately informed Mr. Ha in advance. This is called conspiracy.
I want him to know that I did it, and you can't do anything about it.
Our car was parked on the side of the road, and Ha Ye returned to the construction site, calling someone unknown.
After a while, I saw the village chief and several villagers coming from the nearby village.
As soon as he arrived in front of the building, the village chief pointed to the workers under construction and said:
"Everyone, come down, we can't do this!"
The foreman was already a little angry, but after hearing what the village chief said, he said angrily:
"What do you do? Come here and point fingers. Are you mentally ill?"
"What do I do? I am the mayor of Maoli Village. Your construction here has polluted the environment of our village. Now many villagers are sick, and you have to be responsible for this matter..."
Not far away, Mr. Ha was talking on the phone.
After hearing what the village chief said, he immediately put down the phone and rushed over.
I have to say that Ha Ye is indeed a flexible and capable veteran.
He greeted the village chief politely and expressed his apologies again and again.
At the same time, he also asked the workers to stop working immediately.
Looking at the village chief, he immediately said:
"Old village chief, look at this. We are currently on schedule and the project cannot be stopped. Otherwise, let's find a place to drink tea and chat. We can make appropriate financial compensation to our Maoli Village. This can always be done
Alright?"
"Appropriate compensation? Do you think we are here to beg for food? With that little money, can we exchange for the health of our villagers?"
The village chief said reluctantly.
At this time, all the workers who had stopped working gathered around.
It looked like there was going to be a fight, but in fact it was more of a lively show.
"What a fuss!"
Mr. Hong, who was sitting in the back seat, said with some dissatisfaction.
"Add some spices?"
I asked.
"OK!"
Master Hong turned to look at Lao Hei and said:
"Old Hei, are you coming?"
"Together!"
The two got out of the car, stood across the path, and each picked up a brick.
I saw Lao Hei take a brief glance, and Brick flew towards Ha Ye.
At the same time, Mr. Hong's bricks flew towards the people in Maoli Village.
I heard two screams one after another, and then the village chief shouted: