Sister-in-law comes for treatment

Not a penny?

Wang Tiezhu seemed to be struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, with shock and disbelief in his eyes. He remained in this state for dozens of seconds before he came to his senses.

Looking at Wang Youfu, he said, "Dad, did you hear it, or is it true?"

He first heard about making money from demolition from a classmate whose father was a soldier in the south more than 20 years ago.

I was in the navy and one day I suddenly received a mission. That mission was very special. Each person was given a shovel and asked to remove the iron blade of the shovel.

Then leave a wooden handle.

Then they were allowed to go to the toilet and then get in the car.

The green tarpaulin was tightly covered, and each person was holding a wooden stick made from a shovel handle, standing still.

No one could speak, just sit there and wait.

After waiting for more than an hour, someone suddenly gave the order: "Accept the order, there are people making trouble on the street, fighting, you don't have to care who is fighting who, charge from the south end of the street to the north.

If you see people fighting, beat them with a stick. If you see anyone standing, beat them too. When you go over there, no one can be left standing.

Line up in three rows. Just beat the people in the front. Whoever stands up in the back will continue beating. Check the third row one by one, tie them up, and the police will take them over."

After announcing the order, he got out of the car.

I found more than fifty cars parked around.

Each of the comrades who got off the car was holding a wooden stick made from a shovel with the wooden handle removed.

Everyone rushed into the streets as if they were going to war.

Sure enough, I saw people fighting all over the streets, just like the gangsters in Hong Kong movies fighting for territory.

Without saying a word, everyone rushed up and started swinging sticks to beat anyone they saw. Some people even took machetes to fight back, and then four or five sticks came down and they were silenced in an instant.

Then continue forward, and when you reach the middle of the street from the south end, you will meet up with your comrades at the north end.

This was the end of the battle.

But the ground was already full of people lying there.

Later, the police came forward to control everyone and took them away for interrogation.

After completing the task, he found out what was going on.

It turned out that three nearby villages had been demolished. After the demolition, every household became an average 2000 millionaire.

When they have nothing to do, they go to the barbecue street to drink all night long and compete for investment in business projects.

I don’t know what happened, but the three villages often fought. Later, the police arrested them several times, but because they were all locals and almost knew all the local police, the case was eventually dropped.

So I had no choice but to ask them for help.

That time, the classmate told this story for more than an hour, and also said that after his father's comrades were demobilized, they did not leave. Some of them found only daughters in those villages and married them off, and some worked as drivers for rich women.

The classmate talked a lot, and what impressed him most was that one of his father’s comrades-in-arms was picked up by a rich woman in a sports car after he was demobilized. Then they went straight to the mall and bought him several sets of brand-name clothes and several famous watches.

My classmate said that his father was envious of him, but he was just handsome and that was the only way to make a living.

Another thing that impressed him was that each family in those three villages had 20 million.

Every household is wealthy.

From that moment on, he felt that as long as the house was demolished, he would become rich.

Later, I heard about many demolition cases, where some people got millions or even hundreds of thousands of dollars, and everyone got rich.

It's just how much.

He thought that from the development of the Jiulongshan project, his family would get at least hundreds of thousands, or at least hundreds of thousands.

Unexpectedly, there were no coins.

After a while, he confirmed again: "Dad, did you hear the rumors from others, or have the results been announced?"

Wang Youfu glanced at Wang Tiezhu unhappily and spoke with an impatient tone, "Of course it's the published results. How could I lie to you about this?"

Wang Tiezhu remained silent. If this matter was decided and announced, it would be difficult to deal with.

After a while, he spoke again: "That's not right, our things were developed by others, and we didn't get a penny.

Is there no one causing trouble?"

Wang Youfu gave a wry smile: "Who are you causing trouble with?

It's a notice, who are you looking for to cause trouble?"

Wang Tiezhu suddenly remembered something: "Where's the village chief? Didn't they just elect one?"

He has spent less time at home recently, but he still knows about the major events happening in the village.

Wang Youfu spoke with anger, as if someone had stolen corn cobs from his entire acre of land, "Don't even mention Zhao Zhengqi anymore. He found a wife in the county town and lives directly with her. It's almost like living at her house.

He hasn't been back to the village for several years, and I don't know why he suddenly became the village chief.

He led the inspection team to visit Jiulong Mountain, and then they left.

Even the posting of notices was done by old man Zhang, the gatekeeper of the village committee."

Wang Tiezhu frowned when he heard this, and he decided to play a big one.

the next day.

As soon as Wang Tiezhu got up, he heard a noisy sound in the village, like a quarrel.

He didn't think much about it, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then went into the kitchen.

Ok?

Wang Tiezhu was a little surprised. There was no one in the kitchen, but there was prepared food on the table.

A plate of cold dishes, three eggs, a basket of steamed buns, and three bowls of corn porridge.

He took out his phone and called his mother.

"A good start~~"

Ancient songs were heard from the kitchen.

Wang Tiezhu looked towards the stove and saw his mother's cell phone vibrating and playing a song with a vast and heroic voice.

I hung up the phone and dialed my dad's number.

I faintly heard a cell phone ringing in the main room. I left the kitchen and entered the main room, and saw a song playing on the phone on the coffee table.

He hung up the phone, feeling curious. What was he doing so early in the morning without saying a word?

Outside the yard, the noisy sound became even louder.

Following the noisy sound, I walked for a few minutes until I reached the village committee, where I saw that all the men, women, and children in the village seemed to be in the yard.

The sounds of noise, cursing, and angry accusations mixed together.

Ears are buzzing.

He stood aside and listened for a while before he understood. Everyone gathered here with one idea: not to allow Murakami to develop Jiulong Mountain.

At the same time, everyone agreed that Jiulong Mountain could not be developed without money.

Seeing that everyone had the same mentality, Wang Tiezhu knew that Zhao Zhengqi would definitely not be able to get the contract rights. He felt much more at ease and prepared to find his parents to go home for dinner.

A convoy was coming from a distance, with a Hummer at the front.

Wang Tiezhu saw the convoy and shouted, "Someone's coming! It looks like Zhao Zhengqi is here."

After this shout, many people went to the door to check what was going on. Li Fangming saw Zhao Zhengqi in the car and couldn't help but curse: "Son of a bitch, he dared to enter Shuijing Village. Today I want to ask him why he gave Jiulong Mountain away for nothing."

When this voice was shouted out, many people echoed it.

Wang Tiezhu was originally planning to stand up, but when he saw someone questioning him, he decided not to stand up yet.

It was not because he was afraid of Zhao Zhengqi, but because he did nothing a few days ago, but Li Shouxin put him in jail in order to get his money. He didn't know how many people were eyeing his wealth.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, he would never get involved in a dispute, so as not to give Li Shouxin and others the opportunity to take action.

Before the Hummer reached the village committee gate, it was blocked by villagers.

The car stopped and Zhao Zhengqi got out. Several strong men got out of the cars behind and followed closely behind Zhao Zhengqi.

Li Fangming almost rushed to Zhao Zhengqi and angrily asked, "Zhao Zhengqi, why did you give Jiulong Mountain to Red Moon Catering Culture Company for nothing?

Is the boss of Red Moon Catering Culture Company your biological father?"