In fact, Liang Fei's heart is not here at all, it has always been with Yi Pingping.
He really had no choice but to bite the bullet for the sake of Niu Susu.
No matter what the result is, Liang Fei can only do his best.
Along the way, Liang Fei listened to the project manager talking in their local dialect. Liang Fei didn't listen to a word. He only remembered the project manager's name, which was Li Wei.
"Okay, okay, Manager Li, stop talking. My head is going to explode. I probably understand what you mean. You said that the leader has a bad temper and is a bully. As long as we subdue him
, the villagers basically have no objections, right?"
Li Wei nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's exactly it."
"Also, I would also like to ask what is the maximum scope of the subsidies we will give to the villagers this time. In this way, I will have a bottom line and have a direction when talking about it."
"Well... to be honest, the price of ten thousand yuan is not low. Also, we bought another cemetery for them. With this price added together, our investment is not small."
The project manager started crying in front of Liang Fei.
Liang Fei smiled contemptuously: "Bah, you can lose money. You asked the villagers to move the cemetery. In this way, your house can be sold easily. More importantly, that large piece of cemetery land will become
It’s yours, no matter where you build a park, a shopping mall, or an office building, you will definitely make money.”
"this……"
The project manager thought that Liang Fei was a layman, so he kept crying about poverty. He did not expect that Liang Fei saw through all this at a glance.
"But, we, our budget is really not big..."
"Manager Li, let's do this. Tell me the truth, how much money can you give to the villagers at most? I tell you, this is a haunted house. As the saying goes, the living are easy to deal with, but the dead are difficult to deal with. If you do this,
If you don’t do it well, it won’t do you any good.”
Liang Fei is not always on the side of the villagers. He knows that the real estate industry is completely violent.
"This... I, let me tell you the truth, this is not something I can decide alone. We have also discussed it with Mr. Niu. The maximum we can give to the villagers is 20,000 yuan. This is our bottom line."
"Okay, I'm relieved because of your words. Don't give up 20,000 yuan. If your house can't be sold in a day, how much interest will it cost every day? Over time, it will really become an unfinished building, so you
Don’t worry, leave today’s affairs to me and I will definitely take care of it for you.”
Liang Fei is quite confident about this matter.
Li Wei smiled contemptuously and said nothing, but he was thinking in his heart.
Today I really met someone who can brag. There were many people in the project department before, but they never talked about this project. Suddenly, a young guy came and started talking big.
The car finally arrived at Zhangjiacun, a large village with a population of several thousand. Liang Fei, led by the village chief, went directly to find Zhang Lei.
Zhang Lei is the bully in the village. Ever since the developer asked them to move the graves, Zhang Lei has taken the initiative and led the villagers in all sorts of troubles.
In short, he has only one purpose, which is to ask for money and more money. As long as the money is in place, he will stop making trouble.
On the way, Liang Fei began to wonder what kind of person this Zhang Lei was. It was not until he saw Zhang Lei in person that Liang Fei felt a little unbelievable.
He always thought that Zhang Lei should be a gangster in society, with various tattoos on his body, very domineering, tall, dark and strong.
But the real Zhang Lei is a small man, wearing glasses, elegant, with very white skin. When he speaks, his voice is very low, and he speaks in a monotonous manner.
In everyone's eyes, tough people are always thought to be difficult to deal with. In fact, this is not the case. Especially gentle people like this are the most difficult to deal with because they don't know what they are thinking. Such people hide too deeply.
"Zhang Lei, this is Mr. Liang. I want to talk to you about the demolition of the cemetery."
Zhang Lei looked Liang Fei up and down, with a smile on his face, and stepped forward to shake hands and say hello.
"Hello, Mr. Liang, as for the demolition issue, I will actively cooperate with you."
Zhang Lei invited Liang Fei into his home.
Let's not talk about Zhang Lei's character. Just look at his clothes. He is very good. Although the weather is still hot, he is wearing a suit. It is a thin suit. The clothes look pretty good.
His shoes are also polished, a pair of brown leather shoes, and his hair is shiny. He looks very stylish. Just looking at his appearance, you would think that his family's conditions are pretty good.
However, when Liang Fei entered Zhang Lei's home, he was still shocked.
It can be described in one word, that is, the house has four walls. There is really nothing in the house. The sofa is still an old-fashioned sofa, and the leather has almost fallen off. One leg of the coffee table has also been lost, and the leg has been replaced by a few bricks.
Apart from an old-fashioned TV, there are no other household appliances in the house.
It stands to reason that everyone's conditions are good now, such as refrigerators and washing machines, which are now widely available, but he did not see these in his home.
Liang Fei always thought that he was in the wrong place. Even if he was in a very remote rural area, it wouldn't be like this.
Entering Zhang Lei's house, Zhang Lei's wife immediately packed up the clothes on the sofa and finally made a place for Liang Fei. Project manager Li Wei sat down on it.
Liang Fei had no choice but to take a bench and sit down.
Zhang Lei's wife looks a full ten years older than Zhang Lei. If someone hadn't introduced her just now, Liang Fei would not have thought that they were a couple.
After a few people sat down, Liang Fei began to talk about moving the cemetery.
"Mr. Zhang Lei, I have learned about the situation before coming here, and I would like to hear your opinion."
Liang Fei spoke calmly, he really wanted to resolve this matter, because only by resolving these matters could Liang Fei go to Yi Pingping.
So Liang Fei's heart is in chaos and he just wants to solve it quickly.
Zhang Lei smiled knowingly, took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket and began to read them one by one.
He wanted to tell everyone that this land was passed down from their ancestors for generations, and that it was a treasured Feng Shui land. It was precisely because the ancestors slept peacefully here that it gave peace to future generations.
He also talked about the advantages of this cemetery from many aspects, including human relations, science, topography, and the Book of Changes. In short, in his eyes, this is a geomantic treasure land, a good place that cannot be exchanged for a lot of money.
"You have been here many times. I know your conditions are good, but we have our own requirements. We really don't want to part with such a good place. It's not just me. All the villagers in our village don't want to let the immortals die in their homes."