As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

There was no other way. These workers actually couldn't find work on their own, and could only be brought out to work by these small foremen. So they were not afraid of Manager Zhang, but they dared not offend these small foremen because they were the ones who controlled their lives.

If no one takes me with them in the future, then I will have no work to do.

Moreover, to put it bluntly, these small foremen are their fellow villagers and have status in their hometown. If they go too far, their families in their hometown will accuse them of being ignorant and may even have to drag them to apologize.

Seeing that everyone's voices were suppressed, Manager Zhang's expression became a little better.

At this time, a senior foreman stood up and shouted to Manager Zhang: "Manager, we have been working for a year, and this is all hard-earned money. We understand that the government is having difficulties, but it can't be too little. 30% has not been explained to everyone when they went home. Can you give us a little more?"

"Yes, manager, 30% is too little." Several foremen also joined in the fun.

When the workers below saw that the foreman had come forward, they immediately felt warmed in their hearts, and the feeling of oppression just now was immediately alleviated a little. They realized that their own people were reliable and willing to stand up for everyone.

Manager Zhang above showed an embarrassment expression, but he was actually very happy in his heart. This was actually an agreement he had with several foremen. At the beginning, the wages were kept low, and then the foremen stood up and fought for everyone, and he raised it a little bit.

In this way, everyone will have an extra sense of gain, as if they have gained some benefits and will not make trouble anymore.

After thinking for a while, Manager Zhang raised the megaphone again and said with difficulty: "Brothers, fellow workers, I understand that you have worked for a year but cannot get all the money, but I have no choice. The company above has closed down and I have no money."

"Well, I'll pay a little more myself and squeeze a little more out of the project funds, 50%!"

"Paying everyone 50% of their wages is all I can do." Manager Zhang looked distressed, which made everyone feel a little distressed.

It suddenly increased from 30% to 50%, and the voices below became surprised. Everyone was thinking about the sudden increase of 20%, and no one paid attention to the 50% that should have been given to them.

"Brothers, Manager Zhang is so generous." The foreman who was leading the team shouted to the workers behind him, "Thank you, Manager Zhang."

After saying that, he and several foremen led the applause.

They have reached an agreement with Manager Zhang that as long as they can stabilize these people with 50% of the wages, their wages will be 100%, and Manager Zhang will even give them a little extra.

The crowd at the back began to get agitated, and suddenly several voices emerged from the crowd, "I'm willing, give us 50% first, and write a good IOU."

"I am willing to do that too. If there is trouble, we can all help each other."

"I would like that too."

Several workers started shouting first, saying that these were the cronies arranged by the foremen, and they could get 80% of the wages.

Someone took the lead, and everyone else followed suit.

Zhao Dashan actually didn't want to agree, as 50% was a little too little, but he didn't dare to say it because his foreman was a relative of the village chief and he didn't dare to offend him.

So he could only swallow his anger silently, went to the office to sign, and took 3 yuan and an IOU for 3 yuan.

The next day, Zhao Dashan boarded the train back home. The New Year was almost coming. The money he took was far from enough to build a three-story building. So he built a one-story mud house on his own homestead. At last, he would have his own home.

Zhao Dashan's home is in Yuexi Province, next to Yue Province.

Yuexi Province is mainly mountainous and transportation is not very convenient, so the economy has not been very good and is several levels lower than Yuezhou.

Zhao Dashan's home was in a village in Yuexi Province, not too far from the town. It took him a day and a half to return home.

It was a small mud house, but it was where he lived.

After a simple tidying up, he went directly to the village chief.

"Hey, Dashan is back." As soon as he entered the door, the village chief greeted him warmly.

Zhao Dashan was a little uncomfortable with the village chief's sudden enthusiasm.

"Well, I came back after finishing the work at the construction site." Zhao Dashan said dully. Village chief Zhao Haiquan was the absolute authority in the village, and Zhao Dashan was a little afraid of him.

"That's great. The New Year is almost here. Just stay here when you're back. There's no need to come running to me." Zhao Haiquan said with a smile and started to chase people away.

"Uncle, I have something else to ask you." Zhao Dashan said embarrassedly.

"Dashan has become more talkative now that he's out, so go ahead and speak." Zhao Haiquan said sarcastically.

"Uncle, have the village distributed residential plots? I want to ask where my residential plot is?" Zhao Dashan asked weakly.

Although it should belong to him, he always felt like he was begging from the village chief.

Zhao Haiquan glanced at Zhao Dashan calmly and said slowly: "You are alone, why do you need a homestead?"

"Ah?" Zhao Dashan was stunned. He didn't expect the village chief to say that.

"No, village chief, doesn't everyone in the village have it? I should have it too." Zhao Dashan was a little anxious and his voice got louder.

"Why are you yelling? A child without a father has no manners." Zhao Haiquan scolded harshly.

Zhao Dashan's father died early, and he was raised by his mother alone. Because he had no man, he was always bullied in the village and was often referred to as a fatherless child.

Zhao Dashan got angry every time he heard this, but he didn't dare to yell at the village chief because he was afraid.

"Uncle, I didn't mean it. I just heard from others that there are such things." After being scolded by Zhao Haiquan, his momentum immediately weakened.

"They are people, and you are you." Zhao Haiquan said coldly, "Your father died early, and he should have driven you away. I kept you in the village because I felt sorry for you and your mother. You still want a homestead? Dream on."

Zhao Dashan was confused. He was clearly a local, so how come he suddenly seemed like an outsider?

"Uncle, my father is from the village, and I am a member of the village. How can I not have a homestead?" Zhao Dashan explained hurriedly.

"Bullshit, you were only a few years old when your father died. Who can guarantee that you are your father's child?" Zhao Haiquan said bluntly.

What Zhao Dashan couldn't stand the most was people saying things about his mother. She suffered a lot to raise him, but died of illness before she could enjoy her life.

Now Zhao Haiquan first refused to give him the housing land, and now he is hinting that his mother is having an affair. He couldn't stand this and exploded.

"Zhao Haiquan, you dare to insult my mother, I will fuck your ancestors!"

Zhao Dashan rushed forward and knocked Zhao Haiquan to the ground with one punch. Working on construction sites for many years made his body exceptionally strong. He did not need any meat or fish, just steamed buns with pickles were enough to give him enough strength.