"Wow..." A plate of potato chips was poured into the pot, stir-fryed for a few times, and then added green peppers. Then soy sauce and cooking wine...

A fat aunt brought out a plate of fried potato chips and placed them in front of Long Mingyi, Mi Ming and a man in his fifties dressed in a very casual manner.

This man is the owner of this snack department and a key figure in the renovation project.

"Mr. Long, Mr. Mi, please try it."

Long Mingyi and Mi Ming took a bite and put down their chopsticks. The potato slices were fried only ok. If it weren't for Zhang Yueqian's cooking skills, Mi Ming, who had been used to eating delicious food over the years, would have spit it out.

"You two are not used to it?" said the boss. "But that's what it tastes here."

This sentence is very wise, and Long Mingyi has to admit it.

There is a biggest problem with relocating these people in other places - employment and survival costs. This is also one of the important reasons why residents do not leave. If you move elsewhere, the cost of living will rise sharply.

The boss’s potato chips can only be sold here, and they will go bankrupt if they change places. Similarly, people here can survive by eating the boss’s potato chips, but other potato chips are too expensive to afford.

The residents of the Eight Buildings already have their own survival system, just like a village in the city. There are supermarkets, small restaurants, places selling fruits and vegetables. Due to the supply and demand relationship and price influence, there are ingredients and fruits that meet the needs of people here. If you change the place, both sides will be "not adapted to the local environment."

"This is the problem." Long Mingyi said.

"Not bad." The boss said honestly: "These eight buildings are their own world."

Mi Ming asked: "Don't want to go out?"

"Go out?" the boss smiled, "Where are you going? Is it the tall buildings in the city or a more remote place? Mr. Mi, the rest of the people are actually people who can't get out."

Long Mingyi felt that the black boss in front of him had a very high realm and had a very clear view.

The boss pointed to the building here and said, "What are people most afraid of? It is the 'hard heart'! The inner 'heart'. In this environment, the remaining neighbors have similar environments and conditions. Everyone can 'ansmell' themselves. If they really move them to other places, they will see the reality clearly and see how embarrassing their lives are."

The boss picked up the plate of potato chips and said, "What they don't care is that everyone around them eats potato chips. What they care about is that I eat hairtail, you eat abalone."

Mi Ming said admiringly: "You are a philosopher."

"Just just look around." The boss was very modest. "I heard from my friend that Long always wanted to help. I told you this. This is reality and the difficulty. People here know that their life is not very good, and they can't be 'you say' or 'he said'. As long as they say it, they will fight you."

Long Mingyi said: "Either I let them live the kind of good life they want, or they can't move."

"The dragon always understands people."

"The boss is the one who understands it." Long Mingyi said: "It's a pity that you are here."

"Where can I get there if I'm not here?" The boss smiled mysteriously.

Long Mingyi had no choice but to answer.

All the boss’s thinking is realized from life here. Putting it here is a golden rule, but putting it elsewhere may make a mess.

What comes from the soil must be fed back to what kind of soil and the reason why the fallen leaves return to their roots.

Long Mingyi walked out of the small hotel and looked at the surrounding buildings with a serious expression.

Mi Ming behind him said: "It seems that it's been in vain again."

Long Ming turned his eyes and said, "Maybe not."

Long Mingyi chose to retire after the renovation of the old district.

Zhang Shujian took over without any suspense. Long Mingyi's concession can be understood as the vice president supporting the work of the president.

Wang Canhui and Xu Liansheng didn't quite understand Long Mingyi's operating mode. The two of them made an appointment with Long Mingyi to have tea together. Long Mingyi is not the kind of person who is afraid of difficulties. They hope to understand Long Mingyi's ideas.

The atmosphere in the tea room was a bit depressing. Wang Canhui was very neutral, and even leaned towards Long Mingyi, while Xu Liansheng was a little irritable. Long Mingyi was calm and completely selfless.

When Wang Canhui saw that the tea artist had made some tea, he asked her to go out.

"Mingyi, why is this?" Xu Liansheng asked: "This is an opportunity for you."

Since Xu Liansheng came to the table, Long Mingyi guessed that the person Wang Canhui wanted to help was Xu Liansheng, and the person Xu Liansheng wanted to help was the real beneficiary. Long Mingyi didn't want to know. But what moved Wang Canhui was definitely not ordinary people.

"Mingyi." Wang Canhui said: "We trust you very much, just want to know why."

"Whoever does this place will be unlucky," Long Mingyi said: "My team can't think of a plan. This is the truth. Zhang Shujian's overhaul plan has been passed, but it is not the plan needed by the people."

Zhang Shujian did not come up with a feasible plan in the end, only this plan for road construction, building construction, and facilities construction.

“What do they need?”

"Balance." Long Mingyi said: "This involves relocation, reemployment, living environment and other issues. Zhang Shujian's method is a temporary effective method. But the good times will not last long."

Wang Canhui said: "Mingyi, just say it."

Long Mingyi said: "Zhang Shujian proposed to collect property fees. This is what it should be, but the question is how much it is appropriate to collect. In the early stage of practicing Taoism, paving roads, and repairing the outer edge of the house, it all costs money. During the on-site investigation, I saw that several balconies were shaking, some of which had collapsed. Zhang Shujian could not collect the large amount of money for repairing. He had to pay for it himself."

Xu Liansheng thought for a while and asked, "What's the matter?"

Long Mingyi said: "I met someone there, and I agreed with something he said. 'balance'. Some people changed their new balcony, and some people's houses were repaired..."

Xu Liansheng nodded, "Others will be dissatisfied."

The property fees have been paid, why should their family repair their family? Our family doesn't? Is it because it's not broken enough? The old buildings that have been forty years will be damaged, but the degree is different. At that time, Zhang Shujian will take the money to repair them, and it will be thankless. Because you have to pay for the property fees, you have to do it. As for whether it is not under the contract, no one will take care of them. If it doesn't repair them, you will go to you and make trouble.

Zhang Shujian's bowl of water was not even enough.

Wang Canhui said: "In the long run, that cost may be higher than the cost of demolition."

There are also time costs and operation costs here. The property fees here are high and cannot be paid, and low and not enough maintenance. How many years does this old district have to consume Zhang Shujian? I have been losing money to make a lot of money?

Zhang Shujian's move was too bad.

"But this matter will eventually be resolved." Xu Liansheng asked: "Mingyi, do you have a solution?"

"Not yet." Long Mingyi said: "But Zhang Shujian can't continue to do it, so he has it."

Xu Liansheng was stunned, Wang Canhui nodded, and he understood what Long Mingyi meant.

"Put it to death and live."

Xu Liansheng also suddenly realized: "The illusion mentioned in the 'balance' must be exposed. It is really not broken or established."

"You two are right!" Long Mingyi said: "No matter who comes, they will be 'saviors'. To put it bluntly, they are 'saviors'. But this 'savior' is the 'lord' who is dedicated to them. This 'savior' must not work hard and live a good life together. If Zhang Shujian does so much and fails, they should wake up. They have to live by themselves, and the one who can make themselves live a good life is still the one who can live a good life. If you don't have 'hard heart', you will suffer. Only then can you talk."

"If you don't have 'hard heart'... you will suffer..." Wang Canhui sighed: "Mingyi's realm is very high. This is the truth and the law, and it is not subject to human will."

Long Mingyi refers to "not being sad", which means that everyone is the same, pursuing a "poverty" mind and having no upward motivation. If you don't have the motivation to create a life with your hands, you will naturally suffer. You can't eat well, wear well, sleep well, and live well...

No one can break or establish. Only one can come out.

Who can you rely on? You can only rely on yourself!
Chapter completed!