Before his retirement, his father-in-law was the Minister of the Organization Department of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. He was also a high-ranking member of the Politburo. He said that Dong Bin was not easy to mess with, and Liang Jian should be more cautious. So, after careful consideration, he decided to bury the matter about the project in Yong'an District first.
In my heart, it is not too late to take it out when the time is right.
However, he had an idea in his mind that he wanted to go to Yong'an District again. The last time he went there, Liang Jian always remembered the thing about those strong men driving truck drivers blocking the door.
Although the information given by Xiaowu did not directly explain the truth of this matter, some inferences can be made from those circumstances.
Liang Jian still wanted to go see it himself. As for what to see, he had no specific plan in mind at the moment, he just wanted to see it.
This idea kept spinning in his mind for several days. Zhen Dongwen has been very busy these days and is always missing from the bureau.
At noon that day, Liang Jian had eaten and was resting in the office but couldn't sleep. The idea of wanting to visit Yong'an District popped up again.
Liang Jian hesitated for a moment and then decided. He called Wu Bing and asked him to prepare. Then the two of them set off without saying hello to the office.
It was not a short drive there. When he was almost there, someone from Wu Bing's office called him and asked him where he had been. Wu Bing was about to tell the truth when he was stopped by Liang Jian. Wu Bing was not stupid at all. He saw
Liang Jian winked at him and immediately said: "I have something to do at home. I asked for two hours of leave in the afternoon. I was in a hurry and didn't have time to ask Director Yang and Director Li for leave. Can you tell them for me?"
The other party seemed a little dissatisfied with Wu Bing's silence and went out. After saying a few words, Wu Bing apologized hurriedly. After a while, he hung up the phone.
Liang Jian looked at him and said: "You have such a good temper. In a place like this, you have to be a bit wolfish, otherwise you will be easily bullied!"
Wu Bing smiled honestly and said: "It's okay. I didn't do this well. I should tell the people in the office."
Liang Jian didn't say any more. Everyone has their own personality. Their personality determines their way of life. Wu Bing's personality is definitely good, and it is good for others. But it may not be good for himself.
.However, if he thinks it's okay, then what qualifications do others have to say anything about him?
After a while, Liang Jian could already see the "shame wall" that was as tall as one person. The red words "Chinese Dream" on it were particularly eye-catching.
Turn right ahead and drive a little further to reach the gate of the construction site. Liang Jian drove past and saw that the gate of the construction site was very empty with not a single car. Liang Jian wondered if Dong Bin had sent someone to guard the gate after what happened last time.
Has this matter been resolved?
If this is the case, Liang Jian can feel a little relieved. After all, he knows those secrets but can't do anything for the time being, which feels quite awkward. This is different from Liang Jian's previous style of doing things.
We drove over and arrived at the door. The door of the construction site was closed. It was quiet inside the construction site, and there was no sound. It felt a little strange. Liang Jian asked Wu Bing to go over and take a look to see if there was anyone inside.
Wu Bing got out of the car, crossed the door and looked at it for a while, then turned back and told Liang Jian: "There seems to be no one inside. The door is also locked."
Liang Jian frowned. Is it already completed? After thinking about it, he asked Wu Bing: "Is the inside finished?"
Wu Bing replied: "It doesn't look like it. Things are piled all over the floor. Moreover, those buildings are just cement shells, and the exterior walls have not been put up yet."
Liang Jian frowned even more. The last time he came here, the project manager of the construction site, Ma Qiang, said that there was not enough time and hoped that Liang Jian could give it a few more days. But why have they stopped work now?
Liang Jian felt unhappy again, but there was no one at the construction site, and there was no one to ask about this matter.
"You get in the car first." Liang Jian said to Wu Bing, then frowned and thought about it to himself.
After Wu Bing got in the car, he asked cautiously: "Director Liang, what's the matter with us coming here? How about I call and ask where the people from the project side are?"
Liang Jian waved his hand: "No need." After saying that, he took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, shifted gears and prepared to turn back. Before the car could turn around, suddenly a person jumped out of nowhere from the opposite side and headed towards
Liang Jian's car came running over.
Liang Jian and Wu Bing were both startled. Before they could recover, the other party had already ran to the car and banged on the car window.
"Stop! Stop!"
Although Liang Jian was worried about the possibility of being a criminal, he was also worried that the car would injure someone, so he had to stop the car first. After stopping, he rolled the car window open a crack and shouted: "Don't
Shoot first! What’s going on?”
After hearing this, the other party immediately stopped. Then he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Who are you?"
Liang Jian frowned, and then looked at him. He was in his fifties, a very thin man with gray hair, wearing a dark long-sleeved shirt, with the sleeves rolled up halfway and stuck under his elbows.
One inch, the hem of the shirt is tucked into the pants. The pants are dark gray, with a cloth belt as a belt around the waist, and a half bow tied in the front. On the knees of the pants, there is a patch on one side, and one patch on the other.
One is black, and the other is a gray slightly lighter than the color of the pants.
Liang Jian thought for a moment, hesitated, opened the car window halfway, and then replied: "Uncle, what can I do for you?"
The uncle yelled again: "Who are you?"
Liang Jian's brows furrowed even more tightly. The uncle kept asking who they were, maybe he was a little out of his mind. Just as he was thinking about it, Wu Bing pulled him gently from behind, and Liang Jian turned around to look at him. He whispered
Said: "Director Liang, isn't there something wrong with this guy's brain?"
Wu Bing had pretty much what he thought. But when he looked at the uncle's eyes, his eyes were quite clear, and it didn't look like there was something wrong with his brain. Liang Jian was about to ask again, but before he spoke, the uncle seemed a little anxious and shouted
Said: "What do you want me to ask you? What are you doing here?"
Liang Jian could sense something about these words.
Liang Jian replied: "We want to find the person in charge of the construction site here. Why is there no one at this construction site? Where have they gone? Do you know, uncle?"
The uncle looked him up and down, snorted and said, "I still want to ask, I've been squatting here for three days and I haven't seen anyone come! Could it be that he ran away?"
Liang Jian was slightly shocked. There had been no one for three days. Could it be that the project was going to be stopped? At this time, the uncle asked again: "Hey, young man, what relationship do you have with the people here?"
"It's a business relationship. They owe us wages, and my boss asked me to pay them." Liang Jian replied. Behind him, Wu Bing glanced at Liang Jian in surprise.
When the uncle heard this, he was surprised and said: "They also owe you wages!" After saying that, he slapped his thigh suddenly and shouted: "These people who killed a thousand swords must have donated money and ran away! I have heard this a long time ago
Said, the boss of this construction site is nothing." The uncle looked regretful.
Liang Jian thought for a moment, pushed open the car door, and got out of the car. He asked Wu Bing to get a pack of cigarettes from the car, opened it and handed one to the uncle. When the uncle saw it was Zhonghua, he grinned and said a little sheepishly
Said: "I have never smoked such a good cigarette, today is thanks to your young man!"
Liang Jian smiled, took a lighter, lit a cigarette for his uncle, and asked: "Uncle, are you squatting here for three days just to get paid?"
The uncle took a deep breath, with an intoxicated expression on his face, and then slowly spit it out. The process lasted five or six seconds, and then he opened his eyes and said slowly: "This good cigarette is so good to smoke."
After finishing, he answered Liang Jian's question: "That's right! However, it's not my salary alone. I was also sent here by our foreman. Our foreman couldn't find anyone, so he had no choice but to let me squat here.
." As he spoke, the uncle couldn't help but take another puff. After finishing it, he said: "Our foreman is quite good. He let me work here and paid me a salary of eighty yuan a day."
When the uncle spoke, the intoxicated expression on his face made people feel a little sad inexplicably.
Eighty yuan is not enough for Liang Jian to drink a cup of tea now. But more than ten years ago, eighty yuan was quite serious. Especially twenty years ago, one hundred yuan was not enough.
The money is already a week's living expenses.
Liang Jian looked at the uncle's thin brown face behind the smoke. He was so satisfied with just one Chinese cigarette. It was really unimaginable.
After Liang Jian sighed for a while, he retracted his thoughts and asked his uncle again: "Do they owe you a lot of money?"
The uncle thought for a moment and replied: "About five or six hundred thousand. We have been working here for nearly three or four months, about twenty of us, and we haven't received a penny."
Five to six hundred thousand, even for Liang Jian, is not a small amount of money, let alone these people.
At this time, the uncle also asked him: "How much does he owe you?"
Liang Jian made up a random number, which was similar to the uncle. The uncle nodded, and then cursed "God damn it"! After cursing, he also threw the Chinese cigarette that had been smoked to the butt of the cigarette on the ground, and crushed it hard.
After a few puffs, it seemed as if the cigarette was the boss.
Liang Jian suddenly felt that his behavior was somewhat cute.
He turned to Xiao Wu and asked Xiao Wu to take another pack of Chinese cigarettes, and then gave them to the uncle along with the pack of cigarettes in his hand. The uncle was very surprised and was embarrassed to accept it. After pushing it away for a while, he smiled and accepted it.
Got off.
Liang Jian wrote his phone number to him again and told him: "Uncle, if someone here comes back, can you please call me to let me know? I can come over to collect the debt."
The uncle hurriedly accepted the note and said repeatedly: "No problem! You even gave me such a good cigarette. This should be done! It should be done!"
Liang Jian smiled, then said goodbye to the uncle and left. As he was leaving, the uncle stood there and waved to them until they turned around and were out of sight.
In the car, Liang Jian had a dark face and told Xiao Wu: "When you go back later, you can check it out and find out what is going on. The time has come and not only has it not been delivered, but work has also been stopped! What is going on!
"
After saying that, Liang Jian thought for a moment and added: "Check it yourself quietly and don't let others know."
Wu Bing hesitated for a moment and said, "Director Liang, the person who knows the most about this situation may be the supervision team. How about I ask them."
Liang Jian glanced at him and said, "Didn't you hear what I just said?"