110 dispatched the police very quickly. Within five minutes, a police car drove over and took Wang Chen into the police station. The person in charge of receiving him was a young policeman. After casually taking a note, he said: "Okay, you can go back.
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"Officer, I wrote down their license plate numbers. I think this is a clue." Wang Chen said.
The little policeman said impatiently: "I said you can just go back, why are you so verbose?"
Wang Chen was not a nerd. He silently wrote down the policeman's alarm number and went out. He took a taxi to No. 88 Binjiang Avenue and observed the nearby buildings. Most of them were bars, restaurants, KTVs and other entertainment venues. Jiang
Below the embankment is the Binjiang Park, which has beautiful scenery and convenient transportation. It is connected in all directions and is not far from the bustling city. It can be said to be a good place to take a break from the bustle.
Dr. Wang immediately understood that cooperating with his father's library project was interfering with other people's affairs. This place seemed more suitable for opening a hotel.
After returning home, the father and son had a conversation. As a son, Wang Chen objected to his father getting involved in such unnecessary trouble, but Principal Wang, who had always been aloof from the world, was quite determined this time and refused to do so.
Willing to give up.
Wang Chen sighed and shook his head. People in the Wang family are all stubborn. He had no choice but to tell his story: "Dad, I was threatened outside today because of the construction of the library..."
"Who? Who is so bold? Tell Dad, I will go find him." Principal Lao Wang said.
Wang Chen felt a sore nose. His father was already old, but he still had the same sense of justice as when he was young. Unfortunately, times have changed. He shook his head and said, "Dad, we can't fight them."
Principal Lao Wang said: "Who says he can't fight? No matter whether he is black or white, we are not afraid. The soldiers will block the water and the soil will cover him. If he disciplines him, he will never come back."
Wang Chen was dumbfounded. He hadn't seen him for a year. How could his scholarly father become like this?
"Dad, isn't there someone instigating you behind your back? We can't be taken advantage of," Wang Chen said.
"Dad is almost seventy years old. Who has he not seen and what has he not experienced? If I don't want to do something, even if I put a knife to my neck, it will be useless. If I am determined to do something, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I will still have to do it."
Breakthrough." Principal Lao Wang was so arrogant and high-spirited that his son found it even more difficult to understand.
"I think it's better to change to another place, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble." Wang Chen still expressed his concerns tactfully.
"No, this place is the best. I have inspected it. The middle section of Binjiang Avenue is next to the green belt of Binjiang Park. There are many people enjoying the cool weather in summer. Then we will build an outdoor reading room and some benches to read in the river breeze.
"What a joy in life." Principal Wang lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and looked forward to the future, looking very much enjoying himself.
Suddenly he changed the topic and commented: "Look at what the riverside looks like now. It's full of lights, feasting, and music. Is this all that the citizens are hearing and seeing? This is not good. I had no chance to change this situation before.
, now that I have a chance, I, the old man, will risk his life at worst, and I must get this done."
As he spoke, he took out an old map of Jiangbei City and spread it on the table and said: "This is a map from 20 years ago. At that time, there was a Xinhua Bookstore, a foreign language bookstore, a city library, and a district library in Jiangbei.
Each unit's trade union organization also has a library, the street neighborhood committee also has a reading room, and there are even bookstalls and newsstands in the streets and alleys, what about now?"
Wang Chen knew what his father was going to say. Although he had lived abroad for a long time, he knew the domestic situation very well. Over the years, the national economy has improved, but the moral quality and cultural level of the people have not kept pace. Take Jiangbei City.
It is said that the original bookstores have become hypermarkets, and libraries can breed ghosts. Most of the books in the libraries and reading rooms of various units are disposed of at the price of waste paper. Those with better luck can also flow into the second-hand book market.
Unfortunately, it was turned into pulp and turned into toilet paper.
"If people don't study, the country will have to pay the price sooner or later." Principal Wang said loudly. In an instant, Wang Chen suddenly felt that his father's thin figure was very tall, so tall that he needed to look up.
"Okay, I support you. If they dare to do anything wrong, I will call my second uncle directly." Wang Chen said.
"No need, I have my own way." Principal Lao Wang smiled mysteriously.
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After scaring Wang Chen once, Mr. Tiger no longer took the matter to heart. After all, his serious opponents were Liu Ziguang, Zhuo Laoer and the others.
Mr. Hu raised one million yuan himself, and Yang Feng raised two million yuan from nowhere, and scraped together 3.5 million yuan to participate in the bidding. This auction of the use rights of No. 88 Binjiang Avenue followed a simple procedure.
Using the small auditorium of the Housing Management Bureau, Mr. Hu didn't dare to play hard this time. He knew how powerful Gao Tupo's gang was. Basically no one in Jiangbei City could play with them.
There was a sparse group of people sitting in the small auditorium, divided into three camps. The heroes of Gaotupo and the gangsters under Master Hu were sitting on both sides. Principal Lao Wang and Wang Chen were sitting alone in the back.
A group of heroes in Gaotupo were all dressed formally today, with dark suits and ties, their hair combed meticulously, and they sat upright and serious. They looked like a group of law-abiding citizens.
"Fuck, you're still a gangster even if you put on a suit." Mr. Hu spat, saying to himself that you guys, you gangsters who don't deserve to be on the stage, can fight and kill, but you can't do big business. The higher ups have already taken care of it. Today
It's just a procedure. It's not embarrassing for you to sit here with 2,580,000 yuan.
When everyone arrived, the auction started, and several leaders of the Housing Authority came in and took their seats. Deputy Director Sun, who was in charge of the matter, looked a little strange. He didn’t even look at Mr. Hu. He stood up and said seriously: "Everyone, after the superiors,
Relevant departments have studied and decided to terminate the auction of the right to use No. 88 Binjiang Avenue. After coordination with the municipal government, Municipal Culture Bureau, Municipal Education Bureau, Municipal Federation of Trade Unions, Youth League Municipal Committee and other departments, the Party Committee of our bureau unanimously approved and made the following decision:
The main building and ancillary buildings at No. 88 Binjiang Avenue are leased to Dr. Wang Chen, a returned overseas Chinese and Cambridge Bridge, at a symbolic rent of one yuan per year to create a library building, contribute to the city's public welfare and cultural undertakings, and create greater glory."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of reporters rushed in from outside the small auditorium, carrying cameras and flashlights. The one walking in the front was Zhou Zhongda, the acting mayor of Jiangbei City, followed by leaders of various departments, and the Housing Management Bureau on the podium.
Everyone stood up and applauded to welcome the arrival of the leader.
Mr. Hu was stunned and could not say anything. The matter was completely beyond his expectation. He would not dare to act rudely in front of the mayor again. Looking at the Gaotupo gang, they seemed to have expected it. They stood up very quickly.
He clapped his hands and smiled at the occasion, and Mr. Hu understood that it was not me playing with you, but you guys playing together with me.
Mayor Zhou shook hands cordially with Principal Wang and Dr. Wang under the camera, and highly affirmed their investment in public welfare undertakings. He also promised that the municipal government will invest part of the funds to build the library building as soon as possible.
"Public welfare requires each of us to contribute our own efforts." Mayor Zhou said enthusiastically in front of the camera.
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Mr. Hu led his men to leave angrily and called Yang Feng when he came out. After Yang Feng learned what happened, he was shocked and could not speak for a long time. Finally, he said viciously: "The person named Sun dares to mess with me. He is a good person."
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Now that the matter has come to this point, the mayor has personally come forward, so there is no possibility of recovery. The only thing that comforts Yang Feng and Mr. Hu is that after all, the Gao Tupo gang did not succeed, and there was no financial loss. They all went back to their respective homes.
, it’s not too late to look around and invest in good places next time. They just don’t understand why Principal Lao Wang can take advantage of Mayor Zhou’s line.
Not only did they not understand, but even Wang Chen did not understand why the turn of events was so dramatic. After talking with Mayor Zhou for a while, Wang Chen finally raised this question.
Mayor Zhou smiled heartily and said: "When I took office as deputy mayor, I opened a hotline to listen to the opinions and suggestions of the people. Many people did not understand and did not trust them. In fact, they were wrong. All the calls they received
The phone calls and text messages will be compiled into a book by a dedicated person and given to me for review. No matter how busy I am, I will still find time to do this. After all, I am the people's mayor."
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The dust has settled on the Book Building, and the Spring Festival is coming soon. According to Chinese customs, these are the most important days of the year. People who have been busy for a year use various means of transportation to return to their hometowns to reunite with their relatives, make dumplings and put them away.
Watching the Spring Festival Gala with firecrackers is a lively celebration of the New Year. Not only are schools, factories, enterprises and institutions on holiday, but all construction sites have also stopped. Even the technicians in Huaqingchi are taking the hard-earned money to return home on the train.
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Principal Lao Wang not only has this son, but also has a daughter who works in the provincial capital. Every Spring Festival, the whole family gathers at his daughter's house, and this time was no exception. Accompanied by his son, the old man boarded the train to the provincial capital.
, Liu Ziguang led a group of students to the train station to say goodbye in person.
Principal Lao Wang has many students all over the world, not only Liu Ziguang is his favorite student, but also Zhuo Li, Zhou Wen, Bei Xiaoshuai and other powerful people in the underworld and white roads. Everyone enthusiastically sent Principal Lao Wang and his son to the platform to watch with their own eyes.
The train slowly drove away, and a pair of hands were waving on the platform. Principal Wang sat in the car and wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief in emotion.
It wasn't until the train disappeared into the distance that everyone stopped waving. At this time, everyone was in different moods. The happiest person was Zhou Wen. This time the things in the library building were done so beautifully. After Principal Wang and his son arrived in the provincial capital, they would 100% take care of this.
If they tell this matter, they don't need to deliberately say nice things, they just need to tell the truth, then Mayor Zhou's initial goal will be achieved.
Jiangbei City is a second-tier city, with fewer people leaving and more coming. It was during the Spring Festival travel period, and the train station was overcrowded. A southbound passenger bus slowly stopped at the platform, and the dusty passengers were carrying large and small luggage.
After getting off the train, they hurried towards the exit of the station. Liu Ziguang and others also followed the flow of people out of the station.
In the square in front of the station, a middle-aged man dressed as a migrant worker squatted on the ground and cried sadly. His gray hair was fluttering in the cold wind. The cotton jacket on his body opened a hole, revealing dirty cotton wool. A bulging snakeskin bag was thrown away.
Next to him, with his mouth wide open, there were just quilts, washbasins and other items inside.
The passengers were in a hurry, and no one stopped to ask questions. The police at the station police station were busy regulating order and had no time to meddle in these nosy matters. Only a girl carrying a backpack stopped and squatted next to the migrant workers and asked in a low voice.
After saying a few words, he took out his wallet, took out two hundred yuan and handed it to him. The migrant worker said nothing.
"Take it, you have to go home. These damn thieves, have you reported the crime?" This girl has a good figure. Seen from behind, she is slim and slender, and her voice is pleasant, like an oriole.
"There is no point in reporting the crime. The police force is tight during the Spring Festival travel season, so there is no time to take care of these petty thefts." Liu Ziguang stopped behind the girl and said.