Chapter 174: The fiery Dicos

Zhao Jianlong's face changed. He grabbed the woman's hair and threw her to the side.

The woman gave a painful cry, huddled in the corner of the sofa, and looked in horror at Zhao Jianlong's face that was distorted and already out of shape.

"You didn't see it wrong?" Zhao Jianlong's voice was suppressed, and the air around him seemed to become stagnant in the oppressive feeling he brought.

The big man shrank his neck and swallowed his throat: "There is such a large area, how could I see it wrong."

Zhao Jianlong stood up abruptly and walked out with his legs: "Let's go, let's go see."

When Zhao Jianlong arrived at Lishui Village, looking at those new houses, his face instantly sank. Actually, some were still being built.

"Bang!" Zhao Jianlong kicked the car door fiercely, the whole car body shook, and a deep dent appeared on the car door.

"Damn it, who leaked the news!"

"Ding-ling..."

The mobile phone in the car rang. The big man hurriedly opened the car door, took the mobile phone, and handed it to Zhao Jianlong.

Zhao Jianlong pressed the answer button, and Huo Xing's voice came from the receiver: "I'm back, where are you?"

Zhao Jianlong took a deep breath and stabilized the mood that was about to run wild: "I'm in Lishui Village, come over and see."

Huo Xing heard that Zhao Jianlong's tone was wrong: "What happened?"

Zhao Jianlong said: "Come over and you'll know."

More than half an hour later, Huo Xing arrived. Seeing the situation in Lishui Village, his face also changed: "How could it be like this?"

Zhao Jianlong looked at the Mercedes-Benz that he had kicked a big hole in himself, feeling stuffy in his heart, as if there was a breath pressed in his chest that couldn't be exhaled.

"It must be someone who leaked the news, so these mud-legged people suddenly built so many houses."

Huo Xing nodded: "This matter must have someone pushing it behind the scenes, otherwise even if the news leaked, these villagers wouldn't think of building houses."

In 1978, views such as housing commercialization and land production were put forward. In 1980, the Beijing Housing Statistics and Construction Office took the lead in hanging a sign and established the Urban Development Corporation, opening the prelude to comprehensive real estate development.

In 1984, Guangdong Province and Chongqing began to levy land use fees. In 1987, Shenzhen publicly tendered for the transfer of residential land for the first time. In 1990, the Shanghai housing reform plan was introduced, and the housing provident fund system began to be established.

It wasn't until last year, that is, 1991, that the state approved the overall housing reform plans of 24 provinces and cities. At the beginning of this year, the housing reform was fully launched, and the housing provident fund system was fully implemented.

But the Urban Housing Demolition Management Regulations were not introduced until 2001. During this period, only Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Shenzhen, and coastal cities at the forefront of reform and opening up had corresponding compensation for relocated households, but there was no unified standard.

And most places were still exchanging houses for houses. How many square meters was the demolished house, and how many square meters would be exchanged for you after the building was built. This was considered not bad. Some black-hearted developers were 1 to 1.5 exchanges.

Some even had rotten hearts, deliberately expanding the area of the replacement house, and letting the relocated households buy the excess area with money. If they didn't have money to buy, then sorry, this house is not yours.

In Jiangzhou, Zhao Jianlong was definitely the first to eat crab. Whether it was him or Huo Xing, subconsciously, there was no such thing as relocation compensation at all.

But even for the exchange, he was thinking about 1 to 1.5. Now seeing Lishui Village build so many houses, how could he not be angry?

It was always him grabbing money from other people's pockets. When did these mud-legged people dare to reach into his pocket to grab money? It was simply courting death.

If he knew that these villagers didn't just want houses, but also relocation compensation, and it was a not-so-small amount, I don't know if he would kill someone.

A murderous look flashed in Zhao Jianlong's eyes, and he said coldly: "How is the loan matter?"

Huo Xing said: "Very smooth, two banks, borrowed a total of 17 million, and it will arrive in a week."

Zhao Jianlong said with murderous intent: "Arrange for people to talk to those mud-legged people immediately. If they are sensible, then everyone is fine. If they are not sensible, then they don't want to be fine."

Huo Xing was also very angry, nodded and said: "After going back in the afternoon, I will arrange it. The weather has already warmed up, complete the relocation as soon as possible, start construction as soon as possible, and strive to complete it before winter next year."

At noon, Zhou Andong, Jian Qiu, and Gu Bing came to Dicos, and then they saw a scene that made them dumbfounded. The queue went out for 60 or 70 meters.

Zhou Andong muttered: "This is too exaggerated."

He knew the business would definitely be fiery, but he didn't expect it to be to this extent. It was like grabbing apples in his previous life, which really made people a bit unimaginable.

Gu Bing opened his mouth in shock: "This... is it really that delicious? Actually queued for such a long line."

Jian Qiu said with a smile: "You didn't see it when KFC opened in Jingcheng; it was even more exaggerated than this, queuing for three or four hours to have a seat."

"Let's go, go in and see!" Zhou Andong said.

The three of them came to the entrance. Zhou Andong was just about to push the door to enter, when he heard someone shouting from behind: "What are you doing, everyone is queuing."

A young man at the front of the queue grabbed Zhou Andong's arm and pulled him back: "I've been queuing for more than an hour, why are you so special, do you have two heads? You come and go in..."

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Sorry, I am..."

"Cut the crap!" The young man interrupted Zhou Andong's words very impolitely, "Even if you are the King of Heaven, it won't work. If you want to eat, go to the back and queue. If you don't want to eat, get lost, don't affect my mood."

Zhou Andong was dumbfounded. This kid spoke very impolitely. If it were another place, Zhou Andong would definitely slap him, but this was his own shop, and the person was a guest who had been queuing for more than an hour. Even if he was aggrieved, he had to endure it. But damn it, at least let me finish speaking.

Gu Bing couldn't help but laugh heartily, patted the young man on the shoulder: "Little brother, this guy looks sleazy, he doesn't look like a good person at all. Him going in doesn't necessarily mean he's eating; he might be stealing things. You should beat him up, then call the police, and say there is a suspected thief here."

Zhou Andong's face turned black, and he kicked toward Gu Bing. This guy was prepared, dodged it with a flash.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Gu Bing pointed at Zhou Andong's nose, "You sleazy guy, you dare to hit people, it's rebellious."

Jian Qiu kicked Gu Bing on the butt from behind, "I think you are the rebellious one."

Zhou Andong chuckled and said to the young man: "I am the boss of this shop, and this beautiful lady is a shareholder. Only this person..."

Zhou Andong pointed at Gu Bing, "I don't know him. If he wants to enter, he must queue." ===== CHAPTER 175 =====