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Chapter 642 The Sorrow of the Weak

No surprises.

Chen Changhe was taken away.

This old guy was arrested and cursed, threatening to blow Chen Meng's family to death sooner or later.

Little did they know that the more powerful the shouting, the happier Chen Meng was.

"Okay, it's all gone. After you go back, hurry up and gather the fields. Wasting time is wasting everyone's money." Chen Meng waved his hand.

The Lord was taken away.

There was no more fun to watch, and the villagers dispersed one after another.

"Brother, why are you so furious? I was scared when I received the call." Xia Liang said.

If he really wants to kill someone, he, the deputy township chief, has a great responsibility.

In particular, the reservoir was approved by him.

"The old guy is looking for death himself, no one can stop him." Chen Meng snorted coldly, and was afraid to think about it. If this exploded, the reservoir would not be repaired.

I have to bear the stigma of my life.

"Speaking is so hateful. If it weren't forcing someone to have no way to survive, an old man wouldn't have sought death." Pang Feiyan couldn't see it and sneered.

"Reporter Pang, my son didn't force Chen Changhe. He was doing good deeds for the village." Zhao Huaihua explained.

"Yes, comrade reporters, most villagers support the village chief." The accountant also said.

"Everyone who opposes the village chief is Zhang Dewang's tyrant, who is lazy and lazy. Following Zhang Dewang and his son, the village chief sent all Zhang Dewang and his son in, and they lost their wealth. Of course, they hated the village chief." Women's director Jin E also said indignantly.

"The eyes of the masses are sharp." Chen Meng looked at Pang Feiyan with a smile.

"Hmph, I hate laughing. I will contact the villagers in private and see who is telling the truth." Pang Feiyan snorted coldly.

I took the videographer to interview the villagers.

This matter is a material with a good local atmosphere, so she certainly won't let it go.

"Brother, I'll leave first. Call me in time if you have anything to do and communicate. Don't be shocked, it's scary." Xia Liang also left.

"Continue to work, hurry up and finish the work early, and drag it out, what does it look like." Chen Meng taught several excavator drivers a lesson with a stern face.

In the 1990s, anyone with skills was very popular.

Not to mention those who drive excavators, they work like mills.

Chen Meng was wondering whether he could let Ba Laizi build a few excavators.

If Hualong Real Estate wants to grow and grow, sooner or later, it must have its own engineering team.

Previous life.

Many real estate companies like to outsource their work. If they do this, they can shirk responsibility if there is any safety and quality problem.

It is not uncommon for developers, construction parties, contractors and three parties to play past the ball.

Doing so can avoid risks, but the biggest disadvantage is that quality cannot be guaranteed. The reason is simpler. All three parties want to make money, and they exploit it layer by layer. In the end, there is no profit to make, and they can only spend time on the materials.

Since I have intervened in the real estate industry, I will not allow such a thing to happen.

As a poor loser in his previous life, he could deeply understand the pressure of young people, spending their parents' life savings, buying a house with quality problems, and having no way to complain. That kind of mood is not enough to describe it as wanting to die.

Back home.

My mother Zhao Huaihua is still wiping her tears. Today's incident scared her very much.

"Mom, stop crying, am I okay?" Chen Meng comforted her mother's shoulder.

"Son, if I had known about your father and I, I wouldn't have forced you to be the village chief. For the sake of the villagers' good, I was resentful... What should we do if something happened to you?" Zhao Huaihua wiped her tears and said.

"Mom, it has nothing to do with whether I am a village chief or not. As long as I want to build a reservoir, someone will hate me... To put it bluntly, I just can't stand my goodness." Chen Meng said.

The mentality of hatred of the rich has existed since ancient times.

He asked himself that he had done his best to the villagers.

Even if the original owner's debt is made up for, it is done well.

But there are always people who are doing bad things behind the scenes.

Just as he was talking.

Pang Feiyan walked in with a smile, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm here to disturb you again."

"Welcome to disturb me, come in and sit in, son, talk to reporter Pang, I'll go cook... reporter Pang, don't leave at noon, stay for dinner, aunt makes you the bacon you like to eat." Zhao Huaihua said enthusiastically.

"Thank you aunt, then I'm not polite." Pang Feiyan's smile became sweeter.

Chen Meng's eyes were straight. The girl smiled very beautifully, with a rosy face and the curve of the corners of her mouth as perfect as a crescent moon. It seemed that even her black hair fluttered happily in her beautiful and charming smile...

"What are you looking at? A stinky hooligan." Pang Feiyan turned his head and saw Chen Meng staring at her in a daze. His pretty face immediately sank and rolled his eyes.

"..." Chen Meng felt that the beauty of this girl at that moment was an illusion.

"I interviewed many villagers, most of them did support you, but there were also those who opposed you... Chen Meng, why did you insist on cutting off the water source and repairing the reservoir? There are so many places in the county, can't you find a place to raise crayfish?" Pang Feiyan asked in confusion.

"I insist on building a reservoir in Dongshan, so there is naturally my reason." Chen Meng shook his head and said nothing.

"Hmph, it's not the essence of a profiteer. In order to make money, he actually forcibly changed the way the villagers survive. Don't you think you are too selfish?" Pang Feiyan was unhappy.

"That's not what I see when it comes to problems. The fact is that most villagers support me, and they also want to change their way of survival and become rich. This is the truth." Chen Meng said.

"Nonsense, they are weak and have no choice at all. Even if they don't want to change their way of survival, so what? You can still use money to take over the East Mountain and forcefully cut off the water source to build the reservoir. Even if the villagers oppose it, it's useless. Therefore, they can only make the so-called most beneficial choice for themselves under the conditions you give." Pang Feiyan sarcastically said.

"I don't deny what you are right, but this is the sorrow of the weak. Human society is an environment where forest laws are rampant. The strong are the makers of the rules, while the weak can only passively adapt and make choices, and can only hope for the kindness of the strong... And I am the kind strong." Chen Meng pointed at his nose and said.

Although I think what Chen Meng said is a bit cruel.

But Pang Feiyan had to admit that what he said was very reasonable and profound.

Pang Feiyan suddenly realized that he didn't know much about Chen Meng. He had always been smiling in front of her, and he was rogue and teasing her without moral integrity.

Occasionally, they will also show talents and cultivation that are different from ordinary people.

Today, when dealing with Chen Changhe, she showed a lot of wit and calmness, which made her look at her with admiration.

Especially what I just said is not something that people who have experienced decades of vicissitudes of life cannot understand.

But this guy is obviously in his 20s... Pang Feiyan looked at Chen Meng out of sight until Chen Meng's eyes became ambiguous. Could this girl be fascinated by me? Pang Feiyan woke up and glared at Chen Meng with a slightly red face, "You deserve to be called a strong man? A guy with lustful heart but no courage is even afraid of women, and he is not as good as me."

"Well, the strong one I am talking about is relativity. In the village, I am a strong one. In front of you, I am nothing." Chen Meng embarrassedly.

"You are still self-aware." Pang Feiyan rolled his eyes, "I will put the contents of today's shooting truthfully in the column. If it is good or bad, leave it to the audience for evaluation. Don't say I didn't remind you."

"I don't give you any face, at least I can edit it."

"Who are you me? I need to give you face?"

"Didn't you keep snatching me?" Chen Meng embarrassedly.

Suddenly.

The cameraman Xiao Li was stunned, "Oh my God, Feiyan, you are too open to you, you actually openly declared to steal a man."

Pang Feiyanteng blushed suddenly and kicked Chen Meng hard, "What's so proud of? When I get you, I will kick you again..."

hiss!!

Is this the non-smoking I know?
Chapter completed!
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