Chapter 729 When the forced demolition is in progress (2)
At the bridgehead of the Eighth Textile Factory, under the dim street lights, new old men Xie Lei and Liu Fei set up a chessboard and started fighting, while more and more people were watching.
It is already early spring. Although there is still a bit of desolate coolness in the air, the air has become warm. Many people have already taken off their heavy down jackets and woolen sweaters in winter and put on simple coats and sweaters.
Shirt. Even though everyone was outside, it didn't seem that cold.
Both Liu Fei and Xie Lei felt the strength of their opponents, so although the weather was not too warm, both Liu Fei and Xie Lei were sweating on their foreheads.
The chess game gradually reached the middle game, and the two people became more cautious. Even the onlookers could feel the tense atmosphere of the entire battle. At this moment, everyone seemed to be in a battlefield with cold weapons, with endless fights and clever moves.
Let everyone feel the heat and need to boil.
Just when everyone was in the most agitated mood, suddenly, the street lights suddenly turned on, and then went out quietly. Looking back, the original lights on the bridge were completely extinguished, while the other buildings outside the bridge and nearby were completely extinguished.
The lights are shining and the neon lights are brilliant, forming a sharp contrast with this place.
"Damn it, there's another power outage! The Electric Power Bureau, Zhuoyuan Group and the demolition company are all in the same f*cking team, working together to bully us people!" The little guy watching next to him saw the power outage, and his anger immediately burst out in his heart.
come out.
At the same time, others also complained about the power supply bureau.
At this time, a shantytown resident who was washing his hair in the canteen came out cursing, his head was still full of foam: "Yang Zhuoyuan, who fucked his grandma*, is so cruel. For the sake of demolition, the power was cut off without even mentioning it.
, returned the water to us and stopped, it’s really too much. What can I do on my end?”
The street lights were gone, and the chess game could not be played. Xie Lei felt a little dissatisfied, so he frowned and asked: "Brother, what is going on?"
Lao Xie sighed and said: "It's not all the trouble caused by our shanty town! Because our land is located in the city center, the developer Yang Zhuoyuan took a fancy to it. Then he tried to force us to demolish it. In fact, we have to demolish everyone.
I don’t object to it, but the demolition price they gave is too low. If they move at that price, I’m afraid 99% of the families will be able to return home!”
Liu Fei frowned and asked: "How much?"
Old Mr. Xie sighed and said: "At first it was said to be 500 yuan per square meter. Later, when no one moved, it rose to 800 yuan. But in fact, the 800 yuan had to be withheld by the Urban Construction Bureau for two to three hundred yuan, which is nothing compared to 500 yuan.
There is a difference, so the workers in our textile factory have no choice but to simply set up an anti-demolition headquarters and not move."
When Xie Lei heard the conversation between Lao Xie and Liu Fei, he had a gloomy expression on his face and said, "Brother, your canteen is at the bridge. I'm afraid if the other party wants to demolish it, you will be the first one to demolish it."
But Lao Xietou smiled faintly and said: "Second brother, you also know that we all came from the textile factory. Although the textile factory has closed down now, as the former deputy director of the textile factory, I have to do something, right?
When I set up the canteen here, I just wanted to stand the last duty for the workers in the textile factory. As long as I still have breath, I will do something practical for the workers in the textile factory."
Liu Fei heard what Lao Xie Tou said and looked at Lao Xie Tou's gray head, and his heart was full of admiration. In today's impetuous era, he can still maintain a person like Lao Xie Tou who is dedicated to the public good.
There are really too few.
At this time, Lao Xie smiled bitterly and said: "Second brother, I originally wanted us two to have hot pot today, but it seems there is no hope today. There is no water and no electricity. I can only make you some instant noodles."
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Seeing the faces of the two old people full of vicissitudes of life, Liu Fei felt a burning pain in his heart, and a wave of anger rose in his heart. On the land he was in charge of, such a thing of violence and forced demolition actually happened.
Coming out was something Liu Fei couldn't bear no matter what. So, he stood up and said, "Everyone, please be patient. I'm going to make a phone call!"
With that said, Liu Fei stood up and walked to a big tree not far away. As he walked, he took out his mobile phone and thought about how to make this call. He knew that the county magistrate was not as good as the county manager. If he directly provided power
I called the bureau and the water company. I am afraid that the bureau chiefs may not buy my account, and it will deepen the conflict between me and the middle-level cadres. My other option is to fake Cao Jinyang, because Cao Jinyang is the mayor, and this belongs to Cao Jinyang
It was right to let him do what was his job. He could just benefit from it. But Liu Fei thought about it for a while and finally decided to make the call himself.
He took out a communication book from his pocket, and by the light of his mobile phone, Liu Fei found the phone number of Zhao Xuefeng, director of the Power Supply Bureau: "Zhao Xuefeng, this is Liu Fei!"
On the other end of the phone, Zhao Xuefeng had ended the physical fight with his mistress. He was lying on Simmons' soft bed, leaning on the bedside and smoking a post-event cigarette. He was puffing away the mist, looking extremely comfortable. This mistress was him.
The mistress is a student from Dongning Art College. She is tall, has a handsome physique, and her skills are top-notch. At this moment, the mistress is naked and is taking out a piece of watermelon from the refrigerator and cutting it into thin slices.
, put it on a plate, brought it to the bedside, and delivered it to Zhao Xuefeng's mouth very gently. When he received Liu Fei's call, Zhao Xuefeng really didn't remember that he knew a person named Liu Fei at first, because Liu Fei's cell phone
The number is a private mobile phone number, which most people don't know. Moreover, the Power Supply Bureau is only a second-level bureau, so it is difficult to get into the eyes of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary. So, he frowned and said: "Liu Fei? Which Liu Fei?"
Liu Fei smiled faintly: "Oh, I am Dongning Municipal Party Committee Secretary, Liu Fei. Hello, Director Zhao."
When he heard Liu Fei announcing his position and the chill coming from the phone, Zhao Xuefeng, who was originally very comfortable, straightened up from the bedside. Although Liu Fei had only been here for a few days, he had not taken down many cadres.
But these days, the strength Liu Fei has shown has made the cadres of all sizes in Dongning City really nervous, for fear that Liu Fei will find him.
Zhao Xuefeng hurriedly said with some stuttering: "Hello, Secretary Liu...Hello, Secretary Liu." At the same time, he made a gesture to the mistress who was about to stuff watermelon into her mouth, telling her not to move.
Liu Fei's voice was still so calm: "Director Zhao, I heard that you ordered to cut off the power at the Eighth Textile Factory? Is this possible?" Liu Fei guessed that it was Zhao Xuefeng who ordered it, but he was not sure.
, so he directly deceived him.
It was indeed Zhao Xuefeng who personally ordered the power cut off, so Zhao Xuefeng also felt guilty. When Liu Fei said this, he thought Liu Fei had obtained the evidence, so he said with a guilty conscience: "Liu... Secretary Liu, that cut off
I...I don't know about the electricity thing. What instructions do you have?"
Hearing Zhao Xuefeng's stammering, he knew that this matter must have something to do with him, but now was not the time to investigate the responsibility, so he said coldly: "Well, I am eating here! Look at
Do it!”
After saying that, he hung up the phone. When Liu Fei hung up, Zhao Xuefeng began to think about it. On the one hand, it was a call from Zhang Badu himself, and on the other hand, it was a call from the municipal party committee secretary. What should he do?
?Choice, now Zhao Xuefeng is faced with a difficult choice, because he knows that he cannot offend either of these two parties.
It has to be said that the most indispensable thing for Chinese officials is cunning. Soon, Zhao Xuefeng came up with a way. Since Liu Fei said that he was eating in the shanty town, then brother, I will call you now and wait for Liu Fei.
After I left, I was cutting off the power for you, and then when the phone was turned off, could you still find me? In this case, brother, I not only gave you Liu Fei face, I called you, and I can explain it to Master Ba,
After all, I also had a power outage! Thinking of this, he immediately called the person on duty at the power supply bureau, gave instructions, and then immediately turned off the phone.
After Liu Fei called Zhao Xuefeng, he immediately called Chen Xing, the boss of the water company. It was the same trick he had just used to deceive Zhao Xuefeng. He gave a slight hint, but Chen Xing did not give Liu Fei any face and said directly:
"Secretary Liu, I'm sorry. I'm out of town right now and don't know much about the water company's affairs. I'll ask the vice president to find out more about it." After saying that, he hung up Liu Fei's call. Waiting for Liu Fei to hang up.
After the phone call, he immediately called Zhang Badu: "Master Ba, just now Liu Fei asked me to provide water to the shanty town, but I pushed him away."
After hearing this, Zhang Ba Nu said with a smile: "Well, Chen Xing, you did a good job. It seems that I was right to push you to that position."
Chen Xing quickly expressed his position: "Master Ba, I, Chen Xing, have given you my future. If you ask me to move forward, I will never dare to go back. If you ask me to chase a dog, I will never dare to chase a rooster!"
When Liu Fei heard Chen Xing's answer, he knew that this guy had directly rejected him, and he sneered in his heart. It seemed that although he had been tough when he came to Dongning City, he had never made any major changes in personnel matters.
It seems that it is time to take action. Otherwise, even a small role like the boss of the water company will not give him face.
After hanging up the phone, Liu Fei returned to the canteen at the end of the bridge. By this time, the street lights had turned on again.
When Xie Lei saw Liu Fei coming back, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He looked at Liu Fei carefully under the street light, and gradually got a clue in his mind that he had recognized Liu Fei. But Liu Fei did not recognize Xie Lei.
Come.
Next, Liu Fei played two games of chess with Xie Lei, one win, one draw and one loss. The two sides tied, and then Liu Fei said goodbye and left. But not long after he walked out, Liu Fei secretly kept Ye Xing behind.
, said: "Ye Xing, you will be on duty near the canteen tonight and try your best to protect the safety of old Xie Tou and his younger brother. If anything happens, call me immediately."
However, Xie Lei stayed and went into the house with Old Xie Tou to use the induction cooker, water from the mining area and the dishes already prepared in the refrigerator to make hot pot.
At the same time, the Baiyun Province Military Region was in chaos.
Commander Tao Ji slammed the table and reprimanded angrily: "Senior Zhang, I'm not talking about you. Why didn't you respond to me earlier about such an important matter as Political Commissar Xie going to Dongning City? What if something goes wrong? You
You know, Political Commissar Xie is not only a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, but also the deputy commander of the Northeast Military Region. He is also a person valued by the Military Commission. Entering the Military Commission is a sure thing! Contact Political Commissar Xie and the local garrison as soon as possible, and be sure to protect him.
Thanks for the political commissar’s personal safety!
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