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Chapter 290 Maybe not on the same channel

"Did you go out to buy food?"

Mu Yuming knew at a glance that this was definitely not the standard of food in the police canteen.

"Didn't I tell you, these are my buddies here, and when I come here it's just like going home!"

As soon as Wang Yunxiao sat down, he started bragging without blushing or heartbeat.

"Don't look at the bluffing of those policemen. In fact, they are all newcomers. They have only been transferred here for two months and they don't understand anything. Especially Captain Gao. Don't look at his serious appearance. In fact, they are all bluffing. Human. I have lived here longer than the time he was transferred to work. If something really happens, he will have to ask me for advice!"

Mu Yuming chuckled and said, "So, Brother Wang, you have a good background, right?"

"Background is irrelevant!"

Wang Yunxiao waved his hand and said: "The main thing is that Tianmen City is a place where there are three religions and nine streams, and there is a mix of good and bad. You are likely to encounter anything... Just this time, Uncle Mu, haven't you ever encountered someone who plays like this with you?"

"That's true."

"You don't have to be so polite, classmate Wang, that's fine."

Seeing that neither of them moved their chopsticks, Wang Yunxiao thought they thought the food was simple and felt a little uneasy.

I'm starving to death!

Wang Yunxiao smiled and said: "I heard Li Mumu say that she will come to Qinghe Middle School in the second half of the year. She should be in the same grade as me by then, right? Then rounding it off means that you are also my elder, so just call me Yuanxiao."

Mu Yuming looked at him with sharp eyes.

Mu Yuming nodded and said, "I still haven't figured it out yet. What's going on? It seems to me that Sheriff Gao is also very confused. Since you said that, you must know the inside story?"

Wang Yunxiao picked up the bowl and chopsticks and looked at Li Mumu: "Classmate Li, do you think this food suits your taste? If you don't want to eat these, I can get you some fruit snacks or something later?"

Li Mumu picked up the bowl and smiled sweetly, "It's good to have some in the bureau. You don't know what a hard life we ​​lived in Edo Port."

The ancients said that money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat, which is indeed true.

Mu Yuming looked thoughtfully at the change in expression on Li Mumu's face.

Then he saw Li Mumu take the initiative to take a mouthful of vegetables and put it into his mouth. After chewing it carefully twice, he smiled at himself: "Well! It tastes really good!"

"It's hard to tell the specific inside story, but I definitely know the ins and outs of this better than Gao Shan. Let's talk while eating."

Why am I your elder? What is going on in your mind?

Rich people are really hard to take care of...

I was joking just now, you didn't really mean it, did you?

"Come on, uncle, give me chopsticks!"

What a blessing it is to have me personally serve your meals. What more bicycles do you want?

But I can't eat it too fast. Now that my father is a real big boss, my personality has become more and more stable. I definitely can't leave the impression of being a loser.

When did the relationship between you two become so good?

Have you forgotten that your dad taught you not to eat food and drinks from strangers?

Mu Yuming coughed and calmly dragged Wang Yunxiao's eyes away from his cabbage: "Yuanxiao, you just said that you understand the cause and effect of this matter?" "The main issue is demolition."

Wang Yunxiao said casually.

This is a hypothesis he deduced based on the information he has collected so far. There is no actual evidence, but this is not a court, and casual chat does not require actual evidence at all.

"Demolition?"

"Yes, if a new school is to be built in this area, wouldn't it be necessary to demolish all the original residential buildings? Since hearing the news of the demolition, many neighbors have been asking around and want to know how much compensation they can get."

Demolition fees will be paid.

This is not the time in the future, when land is soaring and housing prices are soaring. In this era, whether it is demolition fees or buying or building new houses, you can't spend that much money. It is impossible to have the astronomical figures of tens of millions or hundreds of millions in later generations.

But it is still a considerable expense.

Qinghe Middle School was originally an old city left over from the previous dynasty. The living standards of the local neighbors could not be said to be good, but only passable. As long as they pay enough relocation fees, most neighbors don't mind moving at all.

"The funeral house...is not actually a funeral. Li Fugui's mother has been dead for three years. He is a religious person, that is, the Daluo Sect. He is either a serious person or a swindler. I heard that this place If we want to demolish it, we have to think about it.”

While Wang Yunxiao was eating, he told Mu Yuming his speculation.

"The demolition fee for one family is indeed not that much, but if you calculate it for the entire block, it is a big number. You are in real estate and are only responsible for building houses. How can you do these demolition tasks yourself? , go door to door and talk to each other?"

Some are willing to move, and some are unwilling to move. There are many reasons for people not wanting to move, such as wanting more money, being unable to leave their homeland, or various other reasons.

Real estate developers are contracting the entire project and certainly do not have the time and energy to deal with these troublesome issues door-to-door, so they need a department, or organization, with executive power and persuasion.

In fact, there is no need to elaborate on this, all adults understand it.

The Mu family's father and daughter don't need to use money as money, but there are many people who want to make this money.

According to the rules of the world, this territory belongs to Wang Yunxiao. Whoever wants to make money must get his approval. This is based on the premise that he has no time to deal with this matter. If he wants to make the money himself and others dare to reach out, it will be overstepping the boundaries.

But if everyone abides by the rules of the world, there will be no grievances.

There are always people who are unwilling to abide by the rules, and there are always people who are greedy for money and will do whatever it takes to do so.

"What happened to Li Fugui's family was actually directed at me. There was a little widow living in that alley, dragging her daughter to live a hard life. You also know that there are many disputes in the widow's house. It should be because they heard that the little widow was with What does it have to do with me, so I found an excuse to beat her, just to lure me out."

Wang Yunxiao originally didn't want to talk about Cui Xiaoying, but Li Mumu followed him and saw it. If he was secretive, it would be easy for others to misunderstand.

"And a little widow?"

Mu Yuming glanced at Li Mumu silently.

"They should have expert guidance behind them. This is a strategy to kill two birds with one stone. Find an opportunity to kill me first, and then take over this area naturally in the name of building a Dharma altar."

Wang Yunxiao did not realize the deep meaning in Mu Yuming's eyes, and was still explaining seriously: "Actually, they are not sure whether you have a backer, so they have made two preparations. If you are a soft persimmon, then use the altar I cannot extort a large sum of money from you in the name of demolition. If I am a tough guy, then I will step back and make peace with you and get the work that should belong to me from you."

(End of this chapter)