Chen Qingyun had a deep admiration for antique collectors and wanted to follow Ning Ningzui to visit him. Unexpectedly, two familiar figures entered the collector's door. Chen Qingyun immediately gave up the idea of visiting the collector.
"Old man, I guess aunt has already prepared the meal. Let's go home and have a drink."
This well-preserved ancient building complex made Chen Qingyun feel that it would be a pity to demolish it. Ancient buildings often have profound cultural heritage, and once demolished, they can never be restored to their original state.
This is a place managed by the Xuzhou Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government. Even though Chen Qingyun has become the leader of the provincial party committee, he cannot overstep his authority and make corresponding decisions directly.
I wonder if Yu Chunhui has come here before? Have planning experts been to the site? Maybe there is an unknown inside story behind the shantytown reconstruction plan.
After thinking for a long time, Chen Qingyun already had an idea.
Chen Qingyun brought two fur coats to the old man. Of course the old man was happy. But Chen Qingyun knew that what the old man was really happy about was that he took the time to come and visit them.
The more hard work you put in, the deeper the feelings left in your heart, whether it is for people or things. Ningzui fell in love with Chen Qingyun and devoted his best to the development of Liquan Group. The shadows of Chen Qingyun and Liquan Group were deep in the hearts of the two old people.
Deeply rooted.
When Chen Qingyun and Ning Ke returned home drunk, Mrs. Ning had already prepared a table full of dishes.
"Auntie, I've caused you trouble." Chen Qingyun felt really sorry when he saw Mrs. Ning working so hard.
Old Mrs. Ning glared at Chen Qingyun: "Qingyun, if you say such a thing again, the old lady will be angry."
"No more, no more, let's drink." Chen Qingyun obediently pulled Ning Ningzui and sat down at the dining table.
"Hey, life is good. I'm actually drinking Liquan puree. Is there anything for us to drink?" Chen Qingyun and Ning Kezui had just picked up their wine glasses when strange words came from outside the door.
Chen Qingyun entered the world to accumulate external skills and rarely used the skills in the world of cultivation. Even his spiritual consciousness has been closed for a long time. A large group of aggressive young people came outside the door. Chen Qingyun didn't even feel it until three expressions came in from the door.
The displeased young man, Chen Qingyun only then became aware of the situation outside the door.
Old Mrs. Ning screamed and rushed towards the door nimbly, unlike an old lady in her seventies.
"Son, they didn't bully you, did they?"
There were three young men standing at the gate. Two of them had short hair and sunglasses. The tattoos on their wrists were clearly visible. They exuded a strong aura, like two hungry wolves choosing people to devour.
Another young man with handsome features, but a wretched expression and evasive eyes followed the two green-skinned young men, not daring to answer what Mrs. Ning said.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, B, a young young man, said no more, walked in and sat on the Eight Immortals table, pouring the wine himself.
"Liquan puree is really a good thing. My brother is in Xuzhou and it's rare to drink Liquan puree. It's really not as enjoyable as old man Ning."
Chen Qingyun said nothing, quietly watching the performance of the two young men.
Ning Ning was so drunk that his hands shook slightly: "Who are you? Don't you know that this is rude?"
"Be polite, Old Man Ning, if you knew the current situation, you might not say such rude words."
The green-skinned young man with a huge head and a bald hair returned him the words "I'd rather be drunk". He raised the Liquan puree in his hand high, and a slender liquid flowed from the mouth of the bottle, and poured it accurately into the two-liang wine glass.
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Old Mrs. Ning had already held the hands of the boy from the Ning family, as if she was afraid that he would run out of her sight. After listening to the bald man's words, she stepped forward and grabbed the bottle.
"You are not welcome in my home, please get out."
The boy from the Ning family shrugged his head and said nothing, nor did he try to persuade his parents and the two green-skinned young men.
Chen Qingyun didn't say anything and watched the two young men perform with cold eyes.
The bald man laughed loudly: "Your family makes me laugh to death."
"It's nothing funny. If you don't go out, I'm going to call 110." Mrs. Ning is soft on the outside, but in reality she is round on the outside and square on the inside. Her character is much stronger than Ning Zui.
The bald head took out a piece of A4 copy paper from his coat pocket, which was full of words. When the boy from the Ning family saw the bald head's actions, his head kept drooping.
"This is the sales contract. This house is no longer good for Ning." The bald man laughed even more proudly, and then handed the paper to Mrs. Ning: "Look carefully, it has your son's autograph on it."
Old Mrs. Ning took the paper, glanced at it, and then fell limply to the ground. The boy from the Ning family was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward to help his mother.
Only the proud laughter of the bald man was left in the room, and no one else, including Ning Ningzui and his whole family, spoke.
Old Mrs. Ning regained her breath and cried loudly: "Son, you are so confused, how can you let us live?"
The bald man didn't care about this. Mrs. Chong Ning said fiercely: "Stop crying. If you cry again, you won't be able to go back to the house. Move the furniture out quickly. Our demolition team is waiting at the entrance of the alley."
Ning Ningzui stood up suddenly and said, "If you don't move, we will be crushed to death if you can."
The bald man snatched the paper from Mrs. Ning's hand, waved it in the air a few times, and said with a ferocious smile: "If you don't want to move, it's not up to you now. Our demolition team likes to provide this kind of service the most, but we can't guarantee that things like home appliances will not be moved."
Damage, antiques and the like are not lost.”
When the two young men came in, Chen Qingyun set up the camera. This has been his habit for many years. When encountering a dispute, he must leave evidence.
Seeing that the drunken family didn't know how to deal with the bald man's approach, Chen Qingyun had to stand up.
"Mortgage does not represent property rights. You cannot demolish the Ning family's house before the property rights are transferred."
Although Chen Qingyun has not handled the paper, he has already read the contents on the paper.
The bald man frowned and said, "Who are you? You dare to interfere with the affairs of the Provincial Construction and Security Company."
Provincial Construction Company, Chen Qingyun was slightly moved in his heart, but said calmly: "Everything cannot be explained in a single word, even if it is a big company, it must act in accordance with the law."
"How much does the law cost per pound?" The bald man stared wide-eyed and slowly approached Chen Qingyun: "Even if you can reason, the law can help if you fall after going out and break your arm or thigh.
What are you."
Ning Kezui heard the threat from the bald and naked man, and quickly grabbed Chen Qingyun: "Qingyun, don't argue with them, we are just moving."
Chen Qingyun said calmly: "Old man, as long as I'm here, you don't have to worry about moving."
The bald man laughed loudly: "I thought I liked to talk big, but I didn't expect there was someone who could boast better than me. Boy, why don't you ask me if there is anything on the borders of Xuzhou that our Shentong Demolition Company can't handle."
Chen Qingyun smiled and said: "I still choose to believe in the law and the government. As for your Shentong Demolition Company, you will never do anything illegal. You have no right to demolish the house before it is transferred to another owner."
"Good boy, you are trying to trick me." The bald head was about to brag, but was frightened by Chen Qingyun's calm expression, and felt a little guilty: "This is a matter between me and the Ning family, even if you are a fierce dragon crossing the river, it will not matter.
Ways to change the fate of the house being demolished.”
"That's not necessarily possible." Chen Qingyun still had a calm expression: "I advise you to stop now before it's too late, otherwise it will bring trouble to Shentong Demolition Company."
"I see that you look like a scholar, and I can't bear to hurt you. You are so shameless." The bald man was furious: "Get out of here right now, or I'll break your legs to let you know who you can't mess with."
Ning Ke Zui and Mrs. Ning got angry when they saw the bald head, and immediately rushed to Chen Qingyun: "Qingyun, let's go, we are moving."
Chen Qingyun grabbed the trembling hands of the two old men and said, "Auntie, old man, don't worry, they won't do anything to me."
"I won't do anything to you. You think you have thin skin and tender flesh, and others will like you. I don't like this." Vicious words continued to spout from the bald man's mouth: "Huang Mao, since the pretty boy doesn't know
At any rate, teach him a lesson, and it would be best if he never forgets the consequences of meddling in his own business."
The green-skinned young man behind the bald head screamed and rushed towards Chen Qingyun fiercely. Just when his big futon-like hands were about to fall on Chen Qingyun's face, a majestic shout came from outside the door: "Stop."