"Boss Jiang, look at the land here. It has been leveled and the price is cheap. If you build a cold storage, there will be subsidies. It won't cost much to build it in one year..." Wearing leather
The agent in the jacket gave a eloquent introduction and looked at the tall man among the few people.
"Don't call me boss, I'm not sure whether I can do it or not." Jiang Yuan changed into casual clothes and acted in his true self, saying, "I just want to see if the people in this village are easy to deal with."
"Boss Jiang, you are from Jiangcun. I won't tell you nonsense. The key to whether this is easy to deal with depends on the relationship in the village and whether you get along well. In addition, it depends on whether you are willing to hire people from the village..." The land seller
The agent chuckled twice, and he wished he could write the word "sincerity" on his shiny forehead.
"You do this for today, let's go to the village and have a look." Jiang Yuandao.
The agent hurriedly said: "Let me take you there, I also know people..."
"I don't believe you took me to see them. I have to go there alone later. Why bother, don't you think?" Jiang Yuan has come into contact with too many intermediaries, and there is no need to deal with them. He can just say whatever he wants.
The agent said "Hey" twice and smiled: "Okay. Then I'll go back first. After you finish reading and want to use the car, just make a call and I'll come and pick you up."
"Okay." Jiang Yuan said "goodbye" and took Wei Zhenguo and others towards Dawan Village ahead.
Wei Zhenguo's face was dark and wrinkled, and he was a little embarrassed to have troubled others. When he was far away, he whispered: "We don't really want to buy land, so it wouldn't be good to let an agent show it to us."
"No, even if they know you don't want to buy, the real estate agent will be willing to show you." Jiang Yuan said calmly: "The agent is not only responsible to the buyer, he also has to be responsible to the seller. If he doesn't show you for a long time,
, the seller will be dissatisfied, so some intermediaries will find fake customers to show them, and they will have to spend money..."
"Is there anything else like this?"
"The more customers he shows, the more he can make demands to the seller. If he wants to make it exclusive, he has to have more customers." Jiang Yuan paused, and then said: "After that, if you feel that it is still
If you feel uncomfortable, just give the agency a red envelope."
Wei Zhenguo hurriedly said: "It's not that uncomfortable."
Several people talked and entered Dawan Village.
The road in the village is already very narrow. On both sides of the road, some factories have been built, and some shops have been converted from residential houses. They are mainly large-scale noodle shops and noodle shops, with a few teahouses and stir-fry shops in between.
Pavilion.
This configuration was very similar to that after the first demolition of Jiangcun. Jiang Yuan easily found a tea shop and sat in it, and then said to Wei Zhenguo and others: "Let's use this as a base and everyone will investigate separately?"
"Okay." Liu Jinghui agreed at first.
Wei Zhenguo looked around. Villagers were already sizing them up. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I have been doing investigations for so many years, and this is the first time such a blatant secret investigation has been carried out."
While talking, he went out to do some work.
Jiang Yuan and Mu Zhiyang also went out for a leisurely walk.
People in the village are very vigilant. When outsiders come in and ask questions, no one will give you a good explanation. Jiang Yuan knew this was the case, so he specifically found a reason to build a cold storage and asked in the village.
It's easy to talk.
For the villagers of Dawan Village or those who come to work from other places, if anyone is willing to invest or build a factory, they are very welcome.
Even if you want to bully the newcomers, they will definitely come after you have successfully built the factory.
Before the factory was built, everyone was very friendly.
Jiang Yuan found a small supermarket, went in first and bought a piece of soft Chinese meat, and then asked: "Boss, do all the markets here sell fresh pork? Do you eat frozen meat?"
"The locals eat the pork of the day. The kind that needs to be killed in the morning is not easy to sell in the afternoon." The supermarket owner gave Jiang Yuan a cigarette and said: "You are the boss who said that he wanted to build a cold storage.
,right?"
"The news spread so fast?" Jiang Yuan asked a real estate agent to look at the cold storage yesterday. He waited for a day before coming over. Sure enough, everyone seemed to have received the news.
Jiangcun is actually similar. For example, if Jiang Yuan got second-class merit, his relatives abroad would know about it in half an afternoon.
The supermarket owner smiled and said: "Everyone here likes to chat. The boss is from Jiangcun, why don't we do it in Jiangcun?"
"The cold storage must be built in a big city, and the geographical conditions in Jiangcun are definitely not as good as here. The things coming out of the cold storage must be digested by the people of Changyang City." Jiang Yuan smiled.
"The scenery over Jiangcun is good, and the traffic is good. You have demolished it several times, and the family has made a lot of money to make up for it," the supermarket owner said as usual.
"It's not much." Jiang Yuan smiled and said: "It's not necessarily done. I just sent someone from my family to stand in front and ask questions first."
The supermarket owner immediately said: "It's definitely right to build a cold storage here. We locals don't eat frozen pork, but those who work from other places do. You look like the guy opposite who makes braised pork noodles. Cold pork costs a few yuan a pound.
Fresh pork sells for more than ten yuan, so he must buy cold pork."
"I wonder how much you can digest here... By the way, do you have many local butchers?"
"Just the ones at the vegetable market. There are only two that sell frozen meat, and they also sell frozen chicken."
“Are the butchers at the market locals or outsiders?”
"They are all there. Nowadays, many vegetable sellers have come from the "dot-and-dot lifting, horizontal and vertical hooks, vertical and horizontal folding hooks, horizontal and vertical hooks, folding hooks, and dots, horizontal and vertical". There are also meat sellers.
Jiang Yuan nodded: "What about these factories? They all buy frozen pork. It's impossible for them to use fresh pork in their canteens."
"That's for sure. So, we use a lot of frozen pork here. If you build a cold storage here, you won't be able to use up all the local ones."
"Whether we build or not depends on preferential policies. By the way, if you recruit disabled people here, will you give them preferential treatment? Does the village provide subsidies?"
While Jiang Yuan was talking, he took apart the Chinese cigarettes he just bought and handed one to the supermarket owner.
The boss took it over unceremoniously, took a lighter and lit it, handed it to Jiang Yuan, took a deep breath, and spoke in detail.
A group of criminal policemen, all in the name of building a factory, went around asking questions.
After a while, Liu Jinghui came back first and sat in the teahouse, drinking tea and drawing a mind map.
Wei Zhenguo and others came back from a stroll, reported some situations to Liu Jinghui, received new instructions, and continued to go out to inquire.
It was impossible for the villagers in Dawan Village to imagine that they were questioning a group of criminal police officers.
The backlog of cases eleven years ago is a distant difficulty for the criminal police. For the villagers, it is almost a forgotten memory.
But precisely because of this, the information provided by everyone that can be related to 11 years ago has been screened in everyone's memory.
dinner.
A few people moved to a small private room in the hotel. After the dishes were ready, they asked the waiter to go out and started talking among themselves.
Liu Jinghui took out the notebook he had been writing in all day and said: "Let me summarize what I have gained today. I think the most important things here are three. Let me talk about them first."
"The first one is in Dawan Village. There used to be a slaughterhouse with a dozen people in total. It was a semi-automatic type, with a machine for hair removal and basically manual decomposition, but there was a hoist on the top, probably."
"Second, there are three relatively large-scale factories in Dawan Village with special canteens. Their purchases are basically from Changyang City, and there is a flow of people between them."
"The third one. Dawan Village is a village that developed relatively early. Eleven years ago, butchers from other places sent pigs over. We even had a fight with the slaughterhouse in Dawan Village because of this."
Liu Jinghui waited for everyone to digest some of it and then started to talk about other news.
After describing everything he knew, most of the food on the table had been eaten. Liu Jinghui didn't mind, took out the chopsticks, and said while eating: "Take a look, is there anything else you want to add?"
"In addition to slaughterhouses, woodwork factories, lumber mills, etc., we should also pay attention to them." Jiang Yuandao.
"Okay. Next, get a team of people and follow these."
"So does the clinic."
"kindness."
Jiang Yuan expanded the scope of his target and narrowed it again: "Did any of these factories, canteens, or companies in the industry undergo major changes 11 years ago?"
"Of the three mentioned just now, two have changed. One is the slaughterhouse, and the other is the butcher in another village. They have both changed. In fact, they are connected." Liu Jinghui clicked on the book with his pen and said: "
The slaughterhouse was the first to close down. The factory buildings and equipment were eventually sold, and more butchers came from other places. Later, someone was discovered making water-injected meat outside the village, and they were hit again... But no one listened.
Talk about a lame butcher."
Jiang Yuan took out the photos in the file and looked at them.
In the photo, the victim's head and neck were separated. The murderer wiped the neck first and then cut the body into pieces, leaving several knife marks and showing the murderer's technique.
Jiang Yuan looked at it carefully for a while, took a few mouthfuls of sausage, and then said: "I think we can focus on these two lines."
"Okay." Liu Jinghui agreed easily. Behind this, at least a dozen criminal police officers were on the run.
