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Chapter 1287 Listen to the Voice of the People

"If you don't get Xiaojun out, I will tell Luan Fangren about you!"

Li Shuya was filled with indignation, and her voice was so cold that she felt chilly.

An Tongjiang was stunned at first, then sneered and asked: "How dare you threaten me!"

"It's not a threat, it's just to seek justice for my son. He has no worries about food and clothing, and he doesn't have to commit the crime of defrauding others of their money. For such a false charge, you blame others, not Xiaojun."

An Tongjiang put out his cigarette hard and said calmly: "Teacher Li Shuya, I think you need to make it clear that Guan Xiaojun's violation of the law was his own choice and has nothing to do with me."

"You have to believe that our public security department will never let a bad person go or frame a good person."

Li Shuya raised her eyebrows sarcastically, "You are just saying these official words in front of the spotlight. I don't want to hear it. I just want you to release Xiaojun and hand it over to me safely and without harming a single hair."

"Deputy Secretary An and Tong Jiang An, you want Xiaojun to stay in the class room so that you will stop asking for money from him. But don't forget, how much have I paid for you? How much have you given me in return!"

"If you don't want to take the money, you don't have to take it. There's no need to use other means. I don't want to quarrel over this matter. It's not good for anyone."

"Think about it for yourself. I have promised you that this five hundred thousand is the last time, and I will keep my promise. I also hope that for the sake of our relationship as a couple, you can help Xiaojun no matter what.

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"Helping him is also helping me, and it is also helping yourself."

Not even listening to An Tongjiang's statement, Li Shuya turned and left.

An Tongjiang sat on the sofa and thought hard. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. He said feebly: "Let Guan Xiaojun go."

Then I held my phone and muttered to myself, at this time, it should be daytime abroad...

As agreed that night, Li Yuanlang showed up at the Weimin Hotel on time.

This place, for Li Yuanlang, can be described as full of mixed feelings.

If the heart hadn't been on the right side, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to show up here.

As soon as he came in, Uncle Guang and Lou Tianyuan appeared together.

Li Yuanlang held Uncle Guang's hand tightly and gave him a thirty-year-old wild ginseng he asked Ji Tianhou to buy from Donghe Province.

"You can't do it, you can't do it." Uncle Guang repeatedly waved his hand to stop him.

Not to mention a hundred years, even ten or twenty years are rare.

The main reason is that the natural ecology has changed, and it is very difficult to find wild ginseng that is old and of good quality.

Just this one cost Li Yuanlang 50,000 yuan.

Of course, Uncle Guang's life-saving grace cannot be measured by money.

Lou Tianyuan advised from the side: "Uncle Guang, just accept it. This is Mayor Li's wish. If you don't accept it, he will feel uneasy."

Uncle Guang was still declining, "Mayor Li, Mayor Lou, you two are big leaders in the city. Being able to come to my shop has already given me a lot of face."

"It's different." Li Yuanlang sincerely thanked him: "I will never forget Uncle Guang's kindness in rescuing me. You have to accept this thing no matter what, even if I beg you."

"This..." Uncle Guang still wanted to insist, but his wife readily took it with both hands and thanked him repeatedly.

The restaurant is still in a bad mood tonight, there is not a single table of customers outside.

Li Yuanlang asked the reason, and Uncle Guang sighed, "There are fewer and fewer residents here, and those who can move have all moved away. Everyone is focused on making money to support their families, who has the leisure and money to go out to eat."

"That's right." Li Yuanlang sat down with some thought.

Anyway, there were not many people eating, and after a shooting occurred in the private room behind, some guests thought it was unlucky, so Uncle Guang simply converted it into a warehouse.

"Uncle Guang, the municipal government plans to implement the previous land replacement agreement and relocate the demolished households in buildings in the new city. Tomorrow I will lead the main officials of the municipal government to work on site to answer the questions that the demolished households are concerned about. You have been notified to participate

Is it done?"

Facing Li Yuanlang's inquiry, Uncle Guang smiled awkwardly, "I got it, but I don't want to go."

Lou Tianyuan looked confused, "Uncle Guang, this involves the vital interests of you demolished households. If you don't go, how will we know what you are concerned about."

Uncle Guang hesitated to speak, but his wife was quick to speak, "Two big leaders, we, our A Guang are stupid, and when the time comes to face so many people, they will be scared to death, how can they speak out."

Li Yuanlang was relieved and asked: "The representatives of the demolition households who received the notice all thought this way, right?"

"That's more or less the case." Uncle Guang affirmed, "We are all ordinary people, and our contacts with officials are limited. I heard that there were people from the TV station filming, and no one could say anything to the camera."

Li Yuanlang understood Uncle Guang's difficulties.

Even if he talks freely to me, it is based on familiarity.

"Let's do this." After thinking for a moment, Li Yuanlang discussed: "Uncle Guang, please do your best and notify the demolition households you know to come here. I will talk to you now."

Lou Tianyuan agreed, "This is good."

There are no cameras, no solemn atmosphere, and no stereotyped authority of officials.

There was just Li Yuanlang sitting in a small restaurant, with no airs and no protection from others, just like ordinary people, having close contact.

Uncle Guang has a strong appeal. In less than half an hour, more than twenty people gathered in the restaurant.

In addition to those who have lived here for a long time, there are also people who come here specially from other parts of the city.

Everyone looked at Li Yuanlang and confirmed that this was Mayor Deping, who was a little different from what they saw on TV.

Easy-going, always with a smile on his face, nodding and saying hello to everyone from time to time.

Lou Tianyuan saw that there were already a large number of people, and with Li Yuanlang's consent, he cleared his throat and said, "Mayor Li originally planned to hold a mayor's reception here tomorrow to solicit everyone's opinions and listen to their voices on the demolition issue."

"I see a lot of people. In order to facilitate the answer, just like asking questions in class, who wants to speak first raise their hands? What do you think?"

"Okay, definitely okay." Uncle Guang took the lead in expressing his stance.

There was just no echoing voice, and it was a bit cold.

During this period, people still came in, and there were not enough chairs. Some people were squeezed into one room, and some were standing.

The entire hotel was packed with people, almost overcrowded.

Seeing that no one spoke, Li Yuanlang said: "Dear residents, I am here tonight just to hear your true words."

"You have all seen that there are only two people here, Mayor Lou and me. There are no reporters and no other officials involved."

"Please don't have any worries, speak freely, and say whatever is on your mind. We don't call it conversation, we call it chatting, just like normal interactions."

Uncle Guang said anxiously: "You talk about you, you usually talk so much, but when it comes to critical occasions, your mouth feels like there are stitches. Okay, if you don't talk, I will talk first."

"Two mayors, we actually welcome the city's demolition of this area so that we can use some money to live in buildings."

"It's just that everyone's living standards are different. With good conditions, it's not a problem to come up with this money. It's really difficult for an ordinary family like ours to come up with more than 100,000 yuan at once, not counting the decoration money."

"This is a representative issue." Li Yuanlang wrote down in his notebook, "We can understand Uncle Guang's concerns."

"At previous special meetings held by the municipal government, we discussed and conducted in-depth research on the compensation issues that everyone is concerned about."

"For families with poor conditions, especially extremely poor households, we will adopt special compensation principles in accordance with relevant regulations to obtain the best discounts for the demolition households to the greatest extent."

"At the same time, we are also cooperating with the city's financial department to solve everyone's worries with low-interest loans."

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene was in an uproar and started talking about it.

Some people said: "The loan does not have to be repaid. You asked us to demolish it, which invisibly increased the burden on us. If we don't move, at least we don't have to bear the burden of repaying the loan."

"Yes, most of us are laid-off workers, and it's not easy to make money. The salary is just enough for our family to eat and drink. If we suddenly have to borrow hundreds, thousands or even thousands of dollars, we will not be able to survive."

Others shouted, "Let's talk about Uncle Guang's small restaurant. If it is not demolished, he can still earn more or less money every day. The house is his own, and Uncle Guang can cook, so he doesn't need to hire a chef. After a month,

It will definitely be no problem to maintain food and clothing."

"but……"
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