When Zhao Zhiqiang saw his phone call, he knew that there might be no good things.

really.

On the phone, Zhang Jike's crying and sissy came together. After listening to it for a while, he realized that the demolition work was in trouble.

A family named Li Fengjun in Toudao Street was missing for a storefront house of more than 130 square meters because of the illegal construction or not. The demolition work team did not compensate the house on the grounds that there was no legal homestead certificate. However, Li Fengjun insisted that the house had been issued a certificate, but his certificate was lost and asked for compensation for the normal house. The demolition work team did not apply for it, and it was stuck here.

The demolition team's working style is very domineering. Anyone who signs the letter is written on the demolition, and the working group is not vague to pay the money. Within two or three days, the bank card with special funds will promptly transfer the demolition compensation such as houses, green seedlings, etc., relocation and resettlement fees, etc., to the account of the demolition person being demolished. As for the largest piece, the compensation after the village collective land is redeemed to state-owned, the money does not pass through the village collective. However, because the villagers had different opinions before, nearly half of the people were willing to relocate, so the money needs to be determined, and the village committee will use which developer to build the house, and it will be distributed after the decision is made. Zhang, Zhao and others robbed the village director, which is part of the reason. Zhao Zhiqiang only knew about this situation when the case was finalized.

The people also know that the money will not be lost, so they focus on their own things. Especially the compensation for house demolition, based on homesteads and ordinary land, are completely different concepts.

Even a few years ago, well-informed people knew that they would be demolished and town, so they quietly built new houses. Some had obtained certificates, while others didn’t understand and didn’t do it. Therefore, one of the difficulties in demolition work in the two streets was this.

The villagers may not necessarily look at the laws and regulations of your country and local governments. They think that if the house is built, you will have to pay compensation if you demolish it!

Zhao Zhiqiang hung up Zhang Jike's phone number, drove back in Pousan!

Because Li Fengjun and his family have already brought gasoline barrels to the room!

He has indeed neglected his official duties these days, although he has plunged into the construction site of the resort. But he really has done nothing. Fortunately, Fu Jinghua, Wu Bing, Tang Chuan, Sun Xiang, including Zhang Jike, Ma Bo, and Hu Jun are all very neat. He, the director, has a good division of labor, and each has done a good job.

But today, there was still a problem with the demolition area, which was earlier than Zhao Zhiqiang expected. According to his speculation, there would be a lot of nail households asking for prices in the house demolition, but I didn't expect that it was not from the Zhao family, but from the Li family, a single-door small household.

Who is Li Fengjun? Zhao Zhiqiang still remembers it in his heart. Thinking of that she, he took a long breath.

Maybe meet her?

Suddenly, Zhao Zhiqiang thought of the girl with long braids, with a stubborn and persistent stubbornness in her weakness.

It took more than ten miles of road, and I arrived soon.

The west street, about 400 meters away from the village committee, was crowded with onlookers and demolition teams. There were also the cadres in the village, including three floors inside and three floors outside, with about hundreds of people.

There were four people standing on the red brick and blue tiles. Two men were carrying oil barrels. The two women were a little unsteady. They were afraid and nervous, so they kept shaking. From time to time, they even tried to persuade the man, but were scolded by the man in his forties and fifties.

Zhang Wei's voice was already a little silly. Hu Jun organized more than a dozen people to maintain order. But he didn't know what to do. Ma Bogan looked at it and persuaded him a few times but was scolded by Li Fengjun. Zhang Jike seemed to be unable to stand firm and kept trying to go to the bathroom.

"Have you called Zhiqiang?"

"He'll be there soon."

"Have people from the street come?"

"No. Only the office people said that Director Li has gone to the city." Tian Xiuqing's face turned red and his neck was thick.

The people from the demolition work team seemed innocent on the side and were also persuading the people of the Li family to come down. Everything was easy to discuss, and it was not demolished now.

Zhao Zhiqiang squeezed all the way and separated the crowd and walked to Zhang Weifa's side. He also observed the whole picture and learned about the general situation.

"The director is here!"

"Zhiqiang is here~"

"Look, I don't know what Li Fengjun was thinking, but couldn't reach an agreement with the demolition work team. In anger, he released all the oil from the motorcycle and took it to the room!"

"The house was built by his family, worth more than 60,000 yuan. Now it has been more than ten years. I earn more than 60,000 yuan when I rent it out. If the demolition is considered a square meter, then their family will have an additional compensation area of ​​more than 100 square meters at once!"

"According to the policy on the document, that's really much more cost-effective."

"Yes, this is the case in our storefront! No, if Li Fengjun wants it, I will also get a bucket of gasoline on it. This storefront will be worth a lot of trouble! If this is a property rights replacement, it will be another house."

"What is the property rights conversion? If you move back here, you will still be a farmer. If you say, just ask for money and leave, it would be great to live a life of a city-wide person."

"No, you didn't hear Director Daqiang say last time that it's okay to have the ability to work now. If you lose the ability to work, we migrant workers will not even have enough food after going to the city. The social security in the city is not ours, the land is gone, and the work cannot be done. A person who has heard Zhao Zhiqiang's speech carefully analyzed.

"Ball! Just listen to him. He knows a bird, a veteran, hehe, he doesn't have much more. Just ask for money. With money, you have everything!"

The person who was talking happened to see Zhao Zhiqiang passing by.

"Oh, Zhao, Director Zhao." The man felt a little blushed and said hello quickly.

But Zhao Zhiqiang didn't have time to listen to such words. Not to mention not hearing them, he would only smile indifferently even if he heard them.

What kind of life to choose is the business of every household and everyone. He said everything he could think of, and was doing what he could not imagine, and even made efforts to fill the huge pit himself. As for whether the villagers choose to move back or take money to leave after they have money, anyway, both of these national policies allow, so it is easy.

The great leader said it was right, it was going to rain and my mother wanted to get married, let him go.

After seeing the journey, Zhao Zhiqiang had already seen some clues.

Li Fengjun's affairs seemed to be excessive and resisting demolition, but in fact it didn't seem that way.

First, although his expression was very anxious, he didn't look out of control at all. Second, his expression flashed between his eyebrows and eyes, and he would look in a specific direction from time to time.

Zhao Zhiqiang also looked at that direction a few more times. There were too many people, and it was impossible to tell who would affect Li Fengjun's attention there.

When he arrived at his door, Zhang Wei was sweating and said to Zhao Zhiqiang in a silence, "Zhiqiang, you are here, please persuade Li Fengjun, he wants to burn himself for the sake of this house!"

"Grandpa, you have a rest. I'll deal with it."

Zhang Jike's mouth tilted violently, but he couldn't hide behind him and didn't come out.

"It's probably what I just said. Li Fengjun admitted that he had to make up the houses he built had to make up for, and he had to make up for the housing area in the policy. But he couldn't come up with a certificate for building a house, and the government wouldn't do it."

"Oh." Zhao Zhiqiang asked. "Is there any situation in this case?"

"Well, this is starting from the west end to Huqing, and Li Fengjun is the first family."

At this time, Li Fengjun on the roof also discovered that the new village chief was coming, but he didn't even look down on this kid.

"If I don't solve the problem of this storefront for me today, I will burn myself to the roof." Li Fengjun yelled again, for Zhao Zhiqiang to listen.

I thought to myself, you, a young broken village director, really treat yourself as a scallion?

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled faintly, but did not take him.

He turned to Hu Jun, who was nervous and a little at a loss, and said, "I ask you, Hu Jun, now I ordered your people to drive away everyone here, I wonder if it's good or not?"

"Your words are very useful, but I'm afraid that the villagers will not listen to our joint defense officers!" Hu Jun felt a little embarrassed. "The joint defense officers are all from the village, so it's hard to persuade them. Even if they persuade them, they won't leave to watch the fun."

After hearing what he said, Zhao Zhiqiang's eyes rolled three seconds later and said with a smile, "Okay, just call the police and let the police come over. I have a way to let these people leave."

Hu Jun said, "I called He Yong just now, and he immediately recruited people."

"Hey, this matter has been an hour. They haven't come yet. Is it so slow to send the police?"

"Ah, He Yong said that they were all arranged by the director to go to West Fort on duty and are now rushing back."

No one can be left in the police station.

Zhao Zhiqiang ignored this for now. He cleared his throat and suddenly shouted loudly, "Groups, hurry up and leave here. The one on Li Fengjun's hand is a gasoline barrel bomb. If he really needs to ignite the fire later, anyone within 200 meters here may be injured. Let's go!"

coax……

Whether it is believed or not, after hearing the word "bomb", the people on both sides immediately turned around and ran away, while running and helping Zhao Zhiqiang promote it.

"No, Li Fengjun has put on a bomb and wants to kill the whole family."

"There is a bomb, Li Fengjun is going to kill the whole village."

The crowd of two or three hundred people immediately turned around and ran out without anyone to greet him. In a blink of an eye, they left Li Fengjun's house two or three hundred meters away. Except for the staff of the demolition work team of the new district, they all ran away.

Hu Jun was stunned when he heard this. If this is what he said, there will be problems.

Zhang Weifa was also anxious, "Zhiqiang, you are already the village director, so you can't take the lead in spreading rumors. If there is no bomb, you will have to sue."

Li Fengjun on the roof also wondered, I was just an oil barrel, where was there a bomb? And there was not much oil in this barrel?

Zhao Zhiqiang did not talk to them, but instead focused on Li Fengjun's face in a daze!

Seeing that money was jealous, the spiritual energy penetrated through the seal hall, and then drove some essences of heaven and earth. Zhao Zhiqiang entered the information world related to Li Fengjun.
Chapter completed!