At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Feng, along with a few capable men, met Lin Mai at the entrance of the Baohaochi Noodle Shop.
He sat on the motorcycle and watched Lin Mai push the bicycle over.
He said to her: "You put the bicycle back, I will take you on the motorcycle."
Lin Mai shook his head and refused: "I will ride a bicycle."
It's still late summer and early autumn. We are wearing thin clothes and riding a motorcycle together. It is inevitable that their bodies will come into contact. She is embarrassed.
However, even if she wore more clothes in winter, she would not ride a motorcycle with Chen Feng. She always felt that it was too close.
Chen Feng had no choice but to exchange bicycles with a younger brother and ride side by side to Shangquan Village with Lin Mai.
Except for the boy who was riding his motorcycle, he had already stepped on the accelerator and ran away without leaving any smoke. The other boys followed Chen Feng and Lin Mai at a short distance.
Chen Feng rode his bicycle at Lin Mai's speed and asked her how the smuggling case was going.
Lin Mai told Chen Feng what he had said to Hou Xinyi and others, and said: "This case is the same as the last stolen goods case. It will be fine soon."
Chen Feng also believed that nothing would happen to her.
For such a simple case, the truth can be revealed with just one investigation.
Lin Mai told him that the customs was about to be reformed, so she took a lot of goods before the reform.
She plans to sell the watches as she did before, with the two of them working together to sell them, with each person paying half of the principal.
Chen Feng said thoughtfully: "I'll pay all the principal. You have too many places to spend money now."
"I can handle it." Lin Mai declined politely.
She likes her brothers to settle accounts openly.
Chen Feng heard her decisiveness in refusing, so he didn't force her.
Lin Mai changed the topic and asked Chen Feng if he had found the first person who wanted to drink during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Chen Feng nodded: "Found it."
Lin Mai was a little excited: "The theft case has made some progress, right?"
"No."
Lin Mai looked at him in surprise: "We have found everyone, why is there no progress?"
Chen Feng smiled bitterly: "The first person who started drinking was not suspected. He just wanted to drink."
Lin Mai was speechless.
After a long while, he said: "Even if he is not suspected, other people who are making noises about drinking must be suspected."
"Why do you think so?"
"Intuition." Lin Mai replied.
In fact, it's not entirely intuitive.
The main reason is that this theft case has many links: drunkenness, snoozing, rainy night...
It's hard not to make her feel that drinking is okay.
The fact that the first person to make a fuss about drinking is innocent does not prove that the people who follow him are fine.
Maybe it was the group of people who were following behind who were adding fuel to the fire that made the security team members tempted and bought some drinks.
Lin Mai expressed his suspicions.
Chen Fengdao: "I have also thought of the possibility you thought of.
But there were so many people following him, and even if there was a mole, there was no way to find out."
Lin Mai asked: "So...are there any clues about the rotten wood?"
Chen Feng shook his head: "No."
Lin Mai was very shocked: "Is the information about the theft gang so tightly controlled? There are so many rotten wood transactions, and we can't even find the buyers or sellers.
It's not like buying a handful of cabbage. The transaction should be inconspicuous and there will always be some clues left."
Chen Fengdao: "There is no rotten wood trade at all, so how could there be any clues left?"
Lin Mai was speechless.
Even this one clue has been broken, and it has become an impossible task to find the theft gang and recover the steel.
Chen Feng saw Lin Mai's frown and said, "Don't worry about not being able to find the steel.
There was no transaction, indicating that the rotten wood belonging to the thieving gang belonged to them.
As long as we find out who has rotten wood and whether the rotten wood is still there, we can identify the theft gang."
Lin Mai nodded.
Although Shangquan Village is called a "village", it is not a village in the city. The residents in the village have urban registered residence.
To be precise, they are the real natives of Jiangcheng, so they have their own private houses.
As soon as Lin Mai, Chen Feng and her younger brother appeared in Shangquan Village, they were recognized by several villagers.
Lin Mai is good-looking and highly recognizable. Anyone who has seen her can basically remember her.
An old lady with missing teeth asked: "Girl, are you planning to trade houses with us when you come here this time?"
The old man didn't know what the demolition was about. He only knew that Lin Mai wanted to replace their old house with a new one, so he asked.
Lin Mai smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'm here to sign a contract with you today."
Not only the old lady, but also several residents around the old lady became excited.
When they saw that Lin Mai hadn't come for a few days, they thought that the replacement of the old house with a new one had been ruined.
After all, this kind of good thing is like pie in the sky, which is hard to believe.
In addition, Lin Mai was too young and did not look like someone who would do big things, which made these residents even more suspicious of the authenticity of this matter.
Now that Lin Mai says he wants to sign a contract with them, why aren't they jumping for joy!
Everyone asked at once: "How to sign the contract?"
Lin Mai looked around, pointed to a big tree not far away and said, "Excuse me, the mothers-in-law and aunts, to call all the people in the village to that big tree, and I'll tell you how to sign the contract."
After a while, all the residents at home, even if they were old and unable to walk, had to be supported by their family members or came with crutches themselves.
Lin Mai took out the demolition contract that he had prepared and showed it to the residents.
Although most of the residents are illiterate, there are still a few who are literate.
A resident with a junior high school education explained the contract to the residents page by page.
The contract stated that not only would the old house be replaced with a new one of the same area, but a certain amount of financial compensation would also be given for the shacks built, as well as moving and resettlement fees.
When the residents heard that the conditions were so good, they rushed to sign the contract.
Lin Mai was not busy.
He took Chen Feng and his younger brother to conduct on-the-spot inspections one by one.
The area of the house and the area of the shack used to store sundries are all recorded in the contract, and the owner of the household must sign for confirmation.
Regardless of the size of the house, the subsidized moving expenses are the same, so there is no need to discuss this point.
However, the shacks of each household are different, so the demolition personnel need to communicate with the demolition households on-site about the amount of compensation, then write it into the contract, have the household head sign and confirm, and wait until the day of moving for payment.
The resettlement fee is also easy to negotiate. It is calculated based on the area of the house. How much resettlement fee will be given based on the area.
It only took one afternoon for Lin Mai and others to sign demolition contracts with most of the residents.
Those who didn't sign it meant that the head of the household was not at home and couldn't sign it.
Lin Mai asked those households who had not signed the contract to tell their heads of households to take the time to go to the overpass construction site to sign the contract.
When Lin Mai and others left, many residents asked when they could move into their new houses.
Lin Mai asked them to ask Chen Feng.
Chen Fengdao: "I will ask the construction team to build your house first tomorrow, so that I can ensure that you move into your new house before the Chinese New Year."
It's already mid-September, and the Chinese New Year is still a few months away.
They only had to wait a few months to move into their new homes, and the residents were very happy.
On the way home, one of Chen Feng's younger brothers said proudly: "It turns out that demolition is so simple, I can do it."
Lin Mai smiled and said nothing after hearing this.
This demolition went so smoothly because demolition is a new thing and no one understands it.
When everyone knows more in the future, demolition will not be that simple.
This guy is just waiting to be slapped in the face.
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After having dinner at the villa, when Lin Mai returned home, seeing Zhou Caiyun unhappy, he asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Caiyun said with strong energy: "Today is the first day of selling chili sauce, and the sales are not ideal."
Lin Mai poured a glass of water for her and himself, sat down and asked, "Why is it not ideal?"
"There are several flavors of chili sauce and not even one jar has been sold." Zhou Caiyun said frustrated.
When Fuduoduo was not called Fuduoduo, it was just a large food market.
After being taken over by Lin Mai, due to the good business, although the area of the market has not changed, the flow of people has increased several times, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a very large market.
Such a large market cannot even sell a jar of thirty kilograms of chili sauce a day. The business is really bleak.
Her family's vegetable market sells two to three hundred kilograms of cold dishes in total every day.
But Lin Mai was not in a hurry at all.
Although people in Jiangcheng like to eat spicy food, they are not like Sichuan, Chongqing and Hunan, who do not like anything spicy.
Many families don't have spicy food on their dining tables a few times a week.
Just look at Jiangcheng's famous dishes: steamed Wuchang fish, stir-fried bacon with vegetable moss, Huangpi Sanhe, Dragon and Phoenix Dou... There is not a single dish that is spicy.
It shows that people in Jiangcheng are not addicted to spicy food, but are not afraid of it. There are very few chili sauces on the table, so naturally there will be more people buying chili sauce.
This is a eating habit, not that Zhou Caiyun’s chili sauce is not good.
After selling for a while and gaining fame, the sales volume of chili sauce will definitely increase.
Lin Mai is very confident about this.
She patted Zhou Caiyun and said, "Don't worry, our chili sauce will gradually sell well."
She thought for a while and said: "I will put the chili sauce in Baohaoshi Noodle Shop and dip it in xiaolongbao and dumplings for customers for free.
When many people eat it, they think the chili sauce is delicious and ask where they can buy it.
Then ask the waiter to tell them that it is sold at Fuduoduo Market, so the chili sauce will sell well."
Zhou Caiyun was doubtful: "Is this really possible?"
"It will definitely work." Lin Mai was confident.
It is said that the founder of Lao Mama in his previous life did not sell chili sauce at the beginning, but jelly and cold noodles. Chili sauce was just a seasoning for these two snacks.
As a result, the flowers planted intentionally did not bloom, but the willows planted unintentionally became rows.
The jelly and cold noodles are not famous, but the chili sauce is quite popular.
From then on, the founder of Lao Mama focused on selling chili sauce.
It doesn’t matter how much content there is in this legend, but as a marketing tool it is quite impressive.
Just like Chen Sheng and Wu Guang wanted to revolt, but they were afraid that others would not accept it, and they were even more afraid that their master would be unknown.
So he ordered people to write "King Chen Sheng" on white silk with cinnabar and stuff it into the belly of the fish.
Let everyone believe that he is the chosen one, so they are willing to follow him and Wu Guang in the uprising.
Lin Mai plans to do the same, and when the time comes, he will use this kind of marketing for his own chili sauce.