Chapter 182: Huo Xing's Fear

Zhao Jianlong said regretfully: "I really didn't know that those mud-legged peasants would dare to fight with my people."

"You didn't know?" Liu Mi was a bit disappointed, "You tear down people's houses, and they won't fight you to the death? If someone drove an excavator and pushed down this villa, what would you do?"

Zhao Jianlong couldn't say anything. Huo Xing hurriedly smoothed things over: "Liu Mi, it's noon, let's go out for a meal together."

"No!" Liu Mi waved his hand, "The boss is still waiting for me, I'll go back first. Remember to handle the matter as soon as possible, handle it beautifully, and don't let the boss's opponents catch any handle. Otherwise, it won't take the boss to clean you up; those people can dismantle your bones."

Zhao Jianlong and Huo Xing sent Liu Mi out the door, and seeing Liu Mi get in the car and leave, the two of them returned.

"What now?" Zhao Jianlong asked.

Huo Xing said: "Fire Yan Shi. Everything is his personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with us. Try our best to appease the injured villagers and give them compensation. Then talk to the villagers about the demolition issue and implement this matter as soon as possible. We can't make any more mistakes."

Zhao Jianlong said unwillingly: "Those mud-legged peasants, for a broken house, actually dare to ask for eighty thousand. Stacking a few bricks and adding a few pieces of grass costs twenty or thirty thousand. They are fucking poor and crazy."

Huo Xing sighed: "There's no way. This matter has caused too much trouble, and the pressure on the boss must be quite high, otherwise it wouldn't be possible for Liu Mi to come personally to warn us. Now we can only negotiate with them using normal commercial means and can't have any more problems, otherwise, the boss will really abandon us."

Huo Xing's words made a trace of fear well up in Zhao Jianlong's heart. He, of course, knew what the outcome would be if he were abandoned by Lin Zhimin.

"Let's go!" Huo Xing turned and walked out again, "Go eat first. You go to the hospital to appease the injured villagers; no matter what requirements they put forward, satisfy them. I'll go to Lishui Village to talk to them."

Zhao Jianlong felt a sense of powerlessness. He had never had this feeling before; the situation was completely out of control, which was completely unimaginable in the past.

"How much money do we need to take out this time?"

Huo Xing thought for a while: "Over ten million."

"So much?" Zhao Jianlong's heart twitched; it hurt, "Is our capital enough?"

Huo Xing said: "We can learn from the south and do a pre-sale."

Zhao Jianlong's eyes lit up: "Right, this is good. Use the money from selling houses to build houses."

The two found a place to fill their stomachs. Huo Xing watched Zhao Jianlong get in the car and leave, and then he got in his car.

The day he saw the villagers building houses in Lishui Village, he felt that an invisible hand was stirring things up. Yesterday's armed fight in Lishui Village made him feel the huge power of that invisible hand even more clearly.

And he had a premonition that this matter wasn't over; there were unknown dangers waiting for them behind. This made him feel a trace of fear in his heart, but the boat he was on had drifted too far, and it was impossible to get off.

Therefore, all he could do now was to be well-behaved and do things using normal commercial means, not giving the other party a single opportunity to exploit.

The winery's bell for getting off work rang. Zhou Andong had a cigarette in his mouth, his feet on the desk, looking up at the ceiling. There should be news.

Just as this thought fell, the office door was knocked, and Yao Jun walked in with bloodshot eyes.

"Brother Dong!"

Zhou Andong smiled and said: "Done?"

"Done!" Yao Jun also cracked a smile, "I made a preliminary calculation. The demolition compensation and the compensation for the injured villagers need more than eleven million, less than twelve million."

"So much?" Zhou Andong was also very surprised, "How many houses did you build to compensate so much money?"

Yao Jun laughed loudly: "Seventy or eighty sets, and the area is not small."

At this time, the door opened again, and Jian Qiu walked in: "Dajun is here too."

"Sister-in-law!" Yao Jun said: "Then that's it. I haven't slept for a day and a night, I have to go back and get some sleep."

Zhou Andong said: "Don't go eat with us, and then go back to sleep?"

"I've already eaten!" Yao Jun stood up, "I'm leaving, sister-in-law!"

"Go!" Jian Qiu said: "I'll invite you to dinner tomorrow, bring your wife too."

"Okay!" Yao Jun agreed and walked out.

Jian Qiu looked at Zhou Andong: "Why aren't you moving? Not going to eat?"

Zhou Andong lazily put down his feet from the desk: "Let's go!"

June 7th, Sunday, the sky was overcast, and a drizzle began to fall.

Getting up in the morning, Jian Qiu tidied up the room and then stood by the window looking outside: "The weather forecast says there will be heavy to torrential rain today, and there will be rain tomorrow and the day after."

Zhou Andong hugged Jian Qiu's slender waist from behind, his face pressed against her back: "Let me tell you, you can believe anything in this world, but you can't believe the weather forecast."

Jian Qiu smiled and held Zhou Andong's hand that was hugging her waist: "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Zhou Andong said: "Whatever, I'm not very hungry."

Jian Qiu said: "You're not very hungry, but the Secretary across the street will come to knock on the door in a while."

"Pat, pat, pat..."

Just as Jian Qiu's voice fell, the door was knocked. Zhou Andong blinked: "Is that guy so impatient?"

"Go open the door!" Jian Qiu patted Zhou Andong's hand, "I'll go cook."

Zhou Andong turned to open the door. Outside, it wasn't Gu Bing, but Kang Zhen from the Security Section, in his thirties, short, and looking very shrewd.

"Factory Director, the things you wanted, I brought them back." Kang Zhen handed a plastic bag to Zhou Andong.

Zhou Andong took it: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll give you two days off, go home and have a good rest."

"It's not hard work!" Kang Zhen chuckled, "I came back by plane. No one in our factory has ever sat on one."

"It's Kang Zhen." Jian Qiu came out of the kitchen, "Just right, eat here."

"No, no!" How could Kang Zhen dare to eat here? He shook his head vigorously, "I'm going back." Then he stomped downstairs.

Zhou Andong closed the door. Jian Qiu asked: "What did you get?"

Zhou Andong took out the things, which were several photocopies: "Things that can send Zhao Jianlong in."

Jian Qiu took it and looked: "His mortgage loan procedures in other provinces?"

"Right!" Zhou Andong came to the sofa and sat down, picked up the cigarette on the coffee table and lit it, "I asked Kang Zhen to get it. This thing isn't confidential either; it just cost a bit of money."

Jian Qiu put the photocopies on the coffee table: "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Andong said: "After eating, go find Zhao Jianlong to chat and have a cup of tea."

Jian Qiu said: "I'm going too!"

Zhou Andong shrugged: "If you want to go, go. No one is stopping you." ===== CHAPTER 183 =====