Eight years ago, Mr. Hu was just Brother Hu. He had just come out of the labor reform team and had nothing to do. He gathered a group of brothers and opened a Wenzhou hair salon. He also found a few broken trucks to deliver sand to the construction site. He was in a mess.
Barely enough to feed that class.
Later, one time, Brother Hu was stabbed by someone in the night market. The Sanbanmu knife was pierced into his stomach, and blood flowed out. Brother Hu was a fierce man, and he even chased him for several hundred meters with his hand covering his stomach.
Far away, his heroic appearance was seen by Mr. Nie of Dafa Group who was sitting in the car. From then on, Brother Hu had good luck.
At that time, Mr. Nie had a project in hand that was in trouble. Several tenants were unwilling to move. The progress of the project was stagnant, and he was losing tens of thousands in interest every day. When he was at a loss, Mr. Nie discovered this guy, Brother Hu.
I immediately felt that this person was available.
At that time, Mr. Nie asked the driver to take Brother Hu to the hospital for treatment, helped him pay the medical expenses, and then left, leaving only a business card.
Brother Hu did not disappoint Mr. Nie. He went into battle with a bandage before the wound on his stomach healed. He led a group of his brothers to block the door, let snakes paint, and used endless tricks. Finally, he drove away the nail-biter households and set up the stage for development.
It was a great achievement.
From then on, things went smoothly for Brother Hu, and he provided all the sand used in the construction sites of the large-scale development. When some gangsters made trouble on the construction site, it was Brother Hu who stepped in to solve the problem. As time went by, Brother Hu found out the way and set up a construction team of his own.
I asked Mr. Nie for some small projects, and they gradually started to take off.
Whenever large-scale development encounters any difficult and complicated diseases that are inconvenient to deal with, Brother Hu will be the vanguard. With Mr. Nie as his backing, Brother Hu will be particularly ruthless and can deal with any thorns. In addition, Nie
Whenever there is any big or small matter at home, Brother Hu is also very enthusiastic to help. The cooperation between the two parties is quite pleasant.
Today, Brother Hu is no longer the little gangster who opened a massage parlor. He now has hundreds of brothers, more than a dozen dump trucks, and several large and small properties under his control. Brother Hu has also become Master Hu.
But he knew in his heart that without President Nie and without great development, he would never have achieved what he has today.
When Mr. Nie celebrated his birthday last month, Mr. Hu got so drunk that he tore off his clothes and patted his chest until it turned red. He expressed his loyalty to Mr. Nie: "Mr. Nie, my good brother, if you need anything, just ask me.
My life is all yours, and I will kill anyone who dares to go against you!"
At that time, Mr. Nie just smiled and said: "Huzi drank too much, let's send him back." He was still very proud of himself. With such a fierce tiger who dared to fight and fight, Dakai really saved a lot of troubles.
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The role of the relocation office is quite limited. After a few days, not a single family was moved. Even the staff were so talkative, it was still to no avail.
The residents of Gaotupo are very united. They are all employees of Chenguang Factory and Hongqi Factory. The two units are so close and they are all neighbors. We can talk to each other even if we look up and look down. This time it is even more because
The demolition matter came together. The retired and laid-off uncles and aunts had nothing to do, so they gathered in the neighborhood committee and discussed countermeasures every day.
Director Chen of the neighborhood committee is a woman in her fifties. She used to work at the Hongqi Factory Women's Federation. When she came back, she asked someone to work for the neighborhood committee. She is a very enthusiastic elder sister. Her home is in Gaotupo, and she built a two-story building. She originally expected
The demolition of the house can compensate for a house of the same area, which can also be used for the son's marriage. Now it seems that there is no chance. Director Chen has very strong organizational skills. Under her leadership, everyone has unanimously agreed not to pay compensation of 5,010 square meters.
The money will never be moved.
"Sisters, listen to me, we have more people and more strength. Even if we don't move, there's nothing they can do." Director Chen said impassionedly, foaming at the mouth. Suddenly, a young man in his early twenties appeared at the door of the neighborhood committee, wearing a gold medal.
The man with silk glasses stood there politely and said nothing.
Director Chen quickly stopped his speech, walked over and asked, "Son, why are you here? Don't you have to go to work today?"
The visitor is Director Chen's son, who is also the pride of their family. He graduated from a prestigious university in the provincial capital and was a civil servant who just took the exam this year. He has been assigned to work in the Municipal Finance Bureau and has a bright future.
The son pulled his mother aside and whispered a few words. Director Chen looked a little flustered. He came back and said to everyone: "I have something to do at home, so I have to leave first." After that, he left.
Everyone looked at each other, wondering what the big deal was.
Early the next morning, a blue Yuejin truck parked in front of Director Chen's house, with several eye-catching characters painted on the body: Moving Company.
The workers in camouflage uniforms were like busy ants, carrying out Director Chen's belongings of all sizes and piling them into the carriage. Many small and broken things were wrapped in furoshiki before they could be packed away, making a clanging sound.
It can be seen that the move was very hasty.
Neighbors who came out to buy breakfast for morning exercise found out that Director Chen was moving, and hurriedly gathered around her and asked: "Director Chen, why did you move just when you said you were going to move? Didn't you say well yesterday that you would lead us to resist the demolition together."
Director Chen hesitated and hesitated, his eyes flickering, and no one could ask why. They could only watch helplessly as the truck took Director Chen's family away, including their belongings, and left the building empty.
Director Chen left in such a hurry that he didn’t even have time to move out the curtains, ceilings, fans, and air conditioners in the house. The neighbors walked into the empty house at a loss, feeling empty in their hearts. The most determined Director Chen had already moved out, and who was still leading everyone?
ah.
"Go find Lao Liu." someone suggested.
"Yes, let's go to Lao Liu, he is the most capable of us." Someone immediately echoed.
The Old Liu they refer to is Liu Ziguang's father, a laid-off worker from Chenguang Machinery Factory. Because his son is prospering outside, his father is also becoming famous, and he is like a big shot. The neighbors will come to him for any big or small problems.
He came forward, and when guests came to the house, they also asked him to accompany them. Now that the director of the neighborhood committee got cold feet, everyone thought of Lao Liu first.
Everyone rushed to the courtyard where Liu Ziguang's home was, calling for Lao Liu. His father and mother came out dressed in clothes. After understanding everyone's intention, his father was very calm and said: "This is a big deal, wait for me."
I'll ask my son when he comes back, don't worry, Xiaoguang will definitely support you."
The neighbors gradually dispersed, and my mother scolded: "Old Liu, you shouldn't take care of things at home. My son has so many things to do, how can he have time to take care of this?"
Dad said: "There are some things that you can tolerate, and there are some things that you really can't tolerate, so you have to endure it. I have endured it for almost sixty years. Even if I have to deal with it in this life, I don't want my son to be humbled."
A lifetime experience."
Mom sighed and stopped talking.
At noon, Liu Ziguang just came home. When he entered the door, he said, "I just saw that Zhou Wen's father-in-law has also moved. Why are everyone so aware?"
Dad said: "You came just in time. In the morning, the neighbors said that Director Chen of the neighborhood committee took the lead in moving. Everyone was a little panicked and didn't know what was going on. Can you ask your classmates to find out?"
Liu Ziguang thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Wen's number.
Zhou Wen's first sentence when he received a call from Liu Ziguang was: "Old classmate, are you asking about the demolition? Move it, your arms can't twist your thighs, the execution force is very strong this time."
Liu Ziguang interrupted and said: "Zhou Wen, was it you who mobilized your old father-in-law to move? Can the policy be relaxed and more compensation paid?"
Zhou Wen said: "There is a notice from above that all civil servants who have family members in the demolition area must cooperate in mobilization and persuasion. If there is no result within a week, the assessment will be affected. I work in the city, and I must set an example for this kind of thing."
, As for the compensation, there is no accurate figure yet, but what is certain is that the earlier you move, the more you will get, and there is no benefit at all from being a stuck household."
Liu Ziguang asked: "Why?"
"Because they are responsible for the large-scale development of this project, they have the most experience in dealing with nail-biting households."
"Then we can only wait to be demolished?"
"There is a way, but it is quite troublesome to implement. You can try legal means..."
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The relocation has finally achieved some results. Most of the families with immediate relatives who are civil servants have silently accepted the terms of compensation for the demolition. After measuring the area of the house, they moved out of Gaotupo under the watch of the neighbors. Although the house is important, it is not
It is not as important as work. The stable income of a civil servant is hard to come by, so one can only choose the lesser of two evils.
However, in Gaotupo, the largest shantytown in Jiangbei City, there are very few civil servant families. Even if four or five families are moved away, it will not help. The remaining families still live here.
Now that information has developed, people can access the Internet and have a lot of information. The people in the relocation office are still there to explain things rationally and emotionally. As they say here, according to the latest "Urban House Demolition Management"
Regulations" stipulates that the amount of compensation for demolished houses should be determined based on the real estate market price assessment, and the opinions of the demolished people should be fully listened to. The demolition party will no longer have the final say unilaterally. Why do you say one thousand and fifty?
, you said you should move, so you must move.
Facing this group of law-abiding people, the comrades from the relocation office had no choice but to retreat. The staff complained angrily that these tough households actually knew the law! They also learned to take advantage of legal loopholes.
At this point, the relocation office was at its wits end and could do nothing. Finally, one winter evening, they took down the sign of the relocation office and retreated in dejection. When the residents discovered that the relocation office had evacuated, they were all delighted.
But early the next morning, the crackling sound of firecrackers woke up the residents near the entrance of the alley. When they put on their clothes to take a closer look, they saw a new sign hanging outside the house where the relocation office used to be. The copper-plated iron sign had a golden glow.
Shining, there is still a red silk hanging outside, with a line of red letters engraved on it: Anju Demolition Company A group of big and round men stood at the door and clapped their hands, with a strong Jianghu aura in their eyes, and five thousand earth-red firecrackers were exploding on the ground.
The red confetti on the floor indicates a good start.
Mr. Hu stood at the door in high spirits, looking at the residents in the distance, feeling a surge of pride and ambition in his heart. He could finally show off his skills again.