A sharp sound of car horns came from far away, and three black cars came slowly. They were all bargains, and they were running for 600 yuan, but the license plate number had a few twists. Driving a luxury car these days does not mean that the background
It’s profound. Just look at how many twisted twists there are on the license plate. If a tractor has a bunch of twists on its license plate, even a Mercedes-Benz and a BMW will have to give way to it.
Twist is no longer synonymous with braids. It represents an Arabic numeral. The more twists on the license plate, the better the number. The twists are arranged to a certain extent, and even the traffic police have to weigh them when copying the license plate. This world is such a reality.
Three large Mercedes-Benz cars parked directly in front of the mother and daughter, forming an uncoordinated "Zigzag" shape on the narrow street. Ta! The door opened at just the right time. From the front car,
A bald middle-aged man walked down with a briefcase in his arm. He wore a pair of elegant thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked pampered and a bit knowledgeable.
This is Lu Jianqiang, the manager of Jinlong Real Estate Development Company who is responsible for demolition compensation. Despite his sanctimonious and kind-hearted appearance, some people say that his intestines can revolve around the 'Osmanthus Bucket' (note: toilet).
Two and a half weeks old, typical of a sweetheart with a sweet heart and a heart as deep as the bottom of a pot.
Lu Jianqiang's academic qualifications are from a junior college, not from a prestigious school, but not from a regular school. However, he has strong connections in both the black and white circles of Jiangcheng. With money and sticks, things go smoothly, and his boss appreciates that his income is rising.
Before Liu Huiqun came to see Liu Huiqun today, the remaining four demolished households had already signed the contract, leaving only the last one. For Lu Jianqiang, dealing with this blind widow was like gargling some beer after drinking white wine.
dish.
Lu Jianqiang was accompanied by ten mediators. Each one was tall and tall, wearing a complete black suit and a pair of wide-rimmed black sunglasses on a cold day. Going to that station made people feel an invisible pressure.
, pretending to be thirteen will produce murderous intent when it reaches a certain level.
Lu Jianqiang was so smart. He saw the extremely stylish Rolls-Royce Phantom as soon as he got out of the car. As far as he knew, there was only one person in Jiangcheng who could drive this car, Tang Guobin, the eldest son of the Tang family.
But if he messed with a famous dandy princeling in Jiangcheng, he would really have to think carefully about it.
Young Master Tang and Lu Jianqiang had some friendship. The guy glanced around and saw no sign of Young Master Tang. Not far away, there were only a few old men and old ladies sitting on scrap telephone poles chatting. To be on the safe side, he took out his cell phone and dialed.
Got a phone call.
The phone rang a few times and was answered, and a lazy male voice came from inside: "Damn donkey, what do you want from me?"
When Lu Jianqiang heard this nickname, he had the urge to throw his cell phone. At first, he didn't know who the bad guy was, but he took his name and slapped it on his face. When he thought about it, he had some kind of unwilling relationship with Donkey. Simplified
He immediately became a jerk. If someone else called him this nickname, Lu Jianqiang would definitely get angry immediately. When he met Young Master Tang, he had no temper at all and could only laugh.
"Mr. Tang, where are you happy now?" Lu Jianqiang lowered his voice and turned around. He saw the mother and daughter and Xu Qing standing at the door, but Xu Qing was standing a bit off, so he thought he was a passerby.
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Young Master Tang smiled and said, "Brother is looking for maternal love. If you have something to do, just let it go."
Lu Jianqiang said: "It's a small thing. A friend of mine is getting married and wants to borrow your Phantom to show off. I don't know if it's convenient."
In fact, there are a total of two Rolls-Royce Phantoms in Jiangcheng City. Xu Qing rarely drives this eye-catching car. Even Qin Bing would rather drive a Beetle. Except for a few acquaintances, few people know that he owns this car.
On the contrary, Tang Guobin often drives a luxury car to visit girls in rivers. When people on the ground in Jiangcheng looked at this car, they naturally thought of Mr. Tang.
Young Master Tang was busy looking for maternal love and said displeasedly: "You're numb, I'm in Sioux City. If you have the ability, come over." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Lu Jianqiang didn't feel annoyed but smiled instead. He said to himself, it seems that the car in front of him has nothing to do with Mr. Tang. Maybe it has nothing to do with the demolition households. He is just a widow with no background. I am too
What a fuss.
Thinking of this, Lu Jianqiang tightened the briefcase under his ribs and led a group of mediators towards the mother and daughter.
Xu Qing did not immediately rush over to intervene. He made a vague gesture to Liu Huiqun, saying, "I have everything." Then he lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly. It was not that he deliberately pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger, but he wanted to get a closer look at this group of people.
With such a beautiful face, I won’t have any psychological burden when I slap someone later.
Lu Jianqiang walked to the mother and daughter and stood in front of them, and said with a smile: "This is Sister-in-law Liu, right? I, Lu Jianqiang, the manager of Jinlong Real Estate Development Company, came here specially to discuss (4) the house demolition issue with you today."
Liu Huiqun stopped her daughter behind her and said calmly: "I have already said that demolition is no problem, I just want a house."
Lu Jianqiang smiled and took out a document from his briefcase, opened a page and held it in front of Liu Huiqun, allowing her to easily see the black and white words on the paper.
"Sister-in-law Liu, your bungalow was a pre-liberation property, and you don't even have a real estate or land certificate. As long as you can produce a certificate proving that this house belongs to you today, how about I, Lu Jianqiang, promise to give you a 300-square-meter duplex?"
What he said was neither negative nor positive, and he looked confident. Lu Jianqiang had done enough homework beforehand and did not have any real estate certificate. This was the best trump card.
Liu Huiqun's expression darkened and she whispered: "This house was left by the child's father's ancestors. He has lived there for hundreds of years. You must act with your conscience."
Lu Jianqiang shook the document in his hand and said: "The demolition compensation is 5,000 yuan. This is already the biggest concession. To be honest, I sympathize with you, but in principle I can't help you. You still signed the document and took the demolition compensation."
Let’s go find a house as soon as possible.”
Liu Huiqun said anxiously: "What kind of house can you buy with five thousand yuan? Aren't you deliberately bullying people? In short, the three of us will not move unless we agree to give us a house."
Lu Jianqiang sneered, shook the document in his hand and said, "So you really don't want to sign? Then don't blame us for asking people to demolish it tomorrow."
"If you don't sign, since you are all ready to demolish it, does it matter whether I sign or not?" Liu Huiqun was ready to fight to the end. Now she no longer expects Xu Qing to come forward. There are more than a dozen big men behind this four-eyed manager.
Stand still and don't hurt this kind brother.
Lu Jianqiang looked at the mother and daughter with a half-smile, then stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the document and pulled it from side to side, scoff! The document was torn into two halves, and then he threw it away, and the torn pieces of paper flew away in the wind.