Chapter 93

Heifeng Town, unit dormitory.

"It seems that Zhao has established his foothold in Heifeng town." Chen Fuguo poured three glasses of wine and looked at Yang Songdao opposite: "in this way, you and I will really never make a head start."

"Said to put it down and wrestle, Mom - forced - I think Zhao just wants to take root here."

"Ma in the county entrusted him with such a big thing and directly skipped the secretary. His intention is obvious. He wants Zhao to suppress us in the black wind."

"That's more than a million dollars in cash. Who the fuck knows if Zhao will embezzle it?"

Yang Song, director of the mayor's office, shook his head and said, "Lao Chen, you have to listen to the secretary. You can't mess around. The overall situation is important."

At this time, the back of the door of Chen Fuguo's suite was pushed open. Secretary Zhu Datong came in, closed the door, sat next to them, raised the last glass of wine, took a sip, narrowed his eyes and said, "Fuguo, I won't let you move him for a reason."

"But I didn't say I wouldn't let you carry it with him. To put it bluntly, putting him down is nothing more than excessive. The harder you straighten him, the happier it will be. But if you want to move him, we may all have to go."

It's normal to find trouble to trip and carry, but if Zhao fan has any accident, the above must check it out. They can't afford the responsibility at all.

"The secretary is right." Yang Song peeled peanuts and said, "the old man has told us that we'd better not do black hands, or I'd have someone put eye medicine on him."

Chen Fuguo also nodded and said with lingering fear: "I'm not satisfied with anyone in Xiushui county. I'm afraid of the old guy. It's OK for him to get angry and scold. If he smiles, NIMA will call a seeping man."

"By the way, secretary, would someone surnamed Zhao reach out to the coal mine?"

"He doesn't have that much energy." Zhu Datong shook the liquor in his hands: "let's take a partnership to let him take charge of high-speed road projects."

"I really can't. I'll give him the proposal on the direction of the economy. He'll be busy at that time."

"Remember, this man will go up soon. Don't tear his face easily. It doesn't matter if he stays in the coal mine for more than two years. Let him toss."

"I didn't want to say before, but since you met the old man and stood on my side after Wang Liancheng's death, you have to listen to me."

"I think in another year and a half, the old man may walk up. At that time, even if the boy is still there, we don't have to be afraid of him. With the big flower market, Feng Hui can't cover up the sky."

Chen Fuguo sneered and said, "the boy surnamed Zhao is too crazy. Even Jiang Yong dares to move. Obviously, he doesn't pay attention to us."

"But I was really flustered a few days ago. I was afraid that Jiang Yong would shake us out."

"How many years has he been sentenced?" Yang Song said faintly, "if you perform well, you'll be released in a year or two. When the time comes, it's no better to be a supervisor in the coal mine than to be a director?"

"And his wife and son have to live. What if we don't take care of them?"

"By the way, secretary, is your old father-in-law really going to retire?"

"That old thing?" Zhu Datong sneered: "if the old man hadn't been hiding his eyes and ears, the old thing would have retired and went back to take care of his children."

"If I really count on Zhu Datong, I guess he's still boiling in the countryside."

Since Wang Liancheng's death last time, Zhu Datong felt that Zhao fan's arrival was a variable, which made him have to win over Chen Fuguo and Yang Song. They both wanted to rise in their dreams and could use it at will.

Of course, everyone has his own secret, and he can skillfully master the trick of combining grace and power. First, let these two people see the benefits, and then press them with the person above.

In the final analysis, the three have their own ghosts, which is to come together for common interests.

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In Qianjia village, Zhao fan looked up and saw that half of the land compensation fees had been paid. He looked at his name and said, "the next one is Qian Xuewen. Your family covers an area of two mu. According to the highest standard of paddy field, the supply of 70000 per mu, plus the young crops fee, is 80000 per mu."

"In addition to the 40000 I gave you last time, there are 120000 left to supply you. As the old rule, sign first, press your fingerprints, and then take the money."

In fact, Zhao fan was really shocked when he saw those agreements on his way here.

From the beginning, the land resources administration bureau replenished the occupied land in Qianjia village according to the highest standard of paddy field, that is, 70000 per mu, plus the young crops fee, it was 80000.

After calculation, Gao Lin's agreement with the fake contract is dry land. 30000 yuan per mu supplies villagers. He ate 50000 yuan per mu himself!

He handed the money to the old man with a smiling face. Zhao Fan said with a straight face: "Sir, you can't be so impulsive in the future. You should bear criminal responsibility if you always carry a sickle to cut people."

"By the way, the town government is responsible for the medical expenses of your son's hospitalization. After calculating the time, he can be discharged in half a month."

Old man Qian smiled awkwardly, carefully put the money in a plastic bag, then put it in his arms and said gratefully, "Vice Mayor Zhao, I'm old man Qian. No one will accept it. I'll obey you."

"Thank you for not holding me accountable and asking for our money back."

"I've asked Xuewen to fucking kill a sheep and leave after dinner in the evening. Don't you think so?"

Zhao fan thought for a while and said with a smile, "I won't go to dinner. After this, I have to go to the construction site of the expressway section. Next time, I'll come when Xuewen and Xiaoli get married."

The old man Qian looked disappointed and said, "Vice Mayor Zhao, just have a meal. It won't take long..."

"Line, line, line." Zhao Fan said helplessly, "it's up to you, but I want to drive, but I can't drink."

Looking at those grateful faces, Zhao fan thought that if he didn't eat this meal, he might not be able to go. It's rare for the people to be sincere, and he can't disappoint himself, can he?

One morning, he finally handed over the money of the two boxes to the villagers. Zhao fan was relieved to hold the contract in his hand. This matter came to an end here.

At noon, there were four or five tables in old man Qian's house. The villagers who made trouble last time were basically there, as well as the new village head, dun Yongqi.

"Leaders, come and eat more vegetables." Dun Yongqi sat next to Zhao fan and brought vegetables to Zhao fan from time to time. The villagers nearby cheered and said that the female village head and Vice Mayor Zhao were born together.

Soon he made Chui Yongqi look like a little girl. Where does he look like a village head?

After dinner, with the welcome of the villagers, Zhao fancai drove his little black east wind to the construction site.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining. After stopping the car and looking at the hot construction site, the prototype of a straight Expressway had appeared. If the speed continues, the project in Heifeng town will be completed in a few months.