When I was writing this book, I asked a friend in the provincial capital according to Dahua that the project is not a big project, but just a corner of the entire Jinding Garden Community project of "Dazheng United Real Estate Company": a garage and its fence belonging to the garden community.
There is not much money, about 1.5 million.
Now I heard that the madman in the sand has been a civil servant, and the workers have asked the workers to nail the doors and windows of the garage with wooden boards. Although the boss is not afraid at all, this undoubtedly angered the other party. He did not do it again and again. From this point on, he started.
, it just moved hard.
Now, Ma Qiang is here and has sent "Sea Leaf".
The Sand Madman couldn't remember much about the many things that happened that day. The Sand Madman only remembered that it was a beautiful spring day. After the rain, the leaves were shining, and the cicadas sang loudly. The construction site, which had been completed for almost half a year, was still stuck in the construction site.
The madman who was unwilling to work on the construction site of Jinding Garden Community came out of the shed canteen. He was silly and laughed, and looked happy.
Fatty Lao Xie and the migrant workers who worked under him hugged him in public because he did a good job.
In the morning, it was said that Sha Madman went to several major agencies in charge of affairs and finally went to the Municipal Labor Bureau. He knelt down to the director with a "splash" when entering the door.
Everyone was drinking the northwest wind and begging for a long time. Finally, there was an echo. A deputy director of the Labor Bureau finally spoke to the madman who was kneeling in front of him and cried like a child: "Stop crying, get up and go back, I will give you the project payment these days
coordination."
As expected, everyone was relieved now. Then, it was said that the madman came out of the director's office and went into the bathroom to defecate. He couldn't help but fart when he went out. When he returned to the construction site, he spoke loudly, excitedly, scolded, and jumped.
Gao, he spoke swear words. It seemed that the famous hob and sand madman in the former provincial capital was resurrected again.
At that time, these people surrounded him with sticky and sticky, both yangge and play.
It was time to eat, and Lili and a few women gave each of them two large steamed buns and a bowl of cabbage soup. I really thought about what the people thought. The madman who had run away for a whole morning was indeed too hungry. He pinched two steamed buns with one hand and kissed him.
It was so bad that it was like grabbing Lili's two big whites, and holding a big bowl of cabbage soup with the other hand, and squatting on the spot without hesitation.
But just like that, "Bao" and everything changed.
"Pussy!" A horn sounded, and then a car stopped in front of me. The madman looked up and looked carefully, and his heart suddenly became "sudden".
The person who came was Ma Qiang, who was 27, 8 years old, with a short figure, but he looked a little burly, especially with his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He was smart and capable, and he was more than one level of magnitude better than the Sand Madman in the provincial capital.
Not to mention the above, just a pair of wide sunglasses that are invisible to the eyes are mounted on the nose, biting the back teeth to help the bones. Those who have been with it should know that this person has a bad face, and a glance will make people
The kind of social person who is trembling in his heart.
It is said that no matter whether the employees in Ma Qiang's company or Sha Crazy himself, he had never seen him laugh. The car was more familiar with it. It was the luxury car of the boss of the Dazheng company who had an economic dispute with them.
"Who is the madman?" The car window slowly shook down, and the person asked in the car.
Sha Madman was stunned. A few minutes ago, he was having fun with everyone. He was drinking soup in a blink of an eye. When Ma Qiang came, he knew how to ask who was Sha Madman. Sha Madman had to bite the bullet and say I was Sha Madman
, so that little happiness is gone forever.
"I, hehe, my name is Sha Madman."
Ma Qiang pushed open the car door, walked up to him and handed him a piece of paper.
The madman, before he figured out what was going on, he answered in a confused manner. If he understood, he probably had to answer.
The problem is that a steamed bun has not been finished. He just bit half of it, and his other half is still pinching it in his hand. The madman looked at the piece of paper. The line of simple words on it was a tough tone, which made him panic. Everyone was also
At the same time, he smelled a terrifying murderous aura.
A mouthful of steamed bun immediately choked in his throat, and the madman felt caught off guard by this sudden incident.
For a moment, I couldn't react to what was going on, my mind was empty and confused.
Just busy swallowing the steamed bun piece stuck in his throat. Ma Qiang looked at the madman and laughed and said with a smile: "Did you cry again in the labor bureau in the morning?"
"This..." After all, Sha Madman is not a good person, but for some reason, he couldn't say the complete words as soon as he saw this person.
"Why are you crying? Let's eat your stomach first. If you have a broad mind, you will live a long life. No wonder you have a shave head shape!"
The madman wanted to respond, but he couldn't hand over the ticket. After several efforts, his courage still did not rise.
"I tell you, brother, sending a letter is done by due process. Have you ever seen the government issue a document?" Ma Qiang regarded sending "Haiyezi" as a government issue a document. He was creative, and the madman turned around and wanted to leave in anger.
"Hey--wait," Ma Qiang called him, "read the relevant documents to you first."
Still have documents?
Unexpectedly, Ma Qiang read to the madman that the decision of "Dazheng United Real Estate Company" to formally restrict them from evacuating the community in the form of documents. In black and white, there was a serious red mark underneath. In short, the general idea was that they would ignore wherever they went.
, I have to leave quickly anyway!
As for the project debt, no one can understand that normal people are not sick in their heads. What they meet is not the most difficult gangster like the madman, nor is it the boss of the provincial capital who signed a contract with them.
The strong man in the old society, the stickman, the underworld?!
After finishing work, I didn’t pay for it, and I fought one after another, and sent someone to send the “Sea Leaf” of the world. Fuck me!
After all, the Sand Madman is still a Sand Madman, so he quit and is angry.
"This... the boss doesn't give us money, where should we move?" But the madman still dared to scold in his heart, and he couldn't be hard on his lips.
"You'll leave, you'll leave, what's the point of saying?" Ma Qiang's ultimatum was like a few words, with a tough attitude and a different tone. He didn't even look at the contract that the madman took out in his hand as a resistance force. At the beginning, on the contract,
The agreement: the construction funds were settled after completion and acceptance. The hands of the madman who was having dinner with everyone in the shed were trembling when he was holding the bowl.
Although it is the first time I send "Sea Yezi", I have thought about all the ways I can think of before and after the New Year. I have passed the official position, I have contacted the Labor Bureau, the Department of Justice, the Arbitration Committee, the Court, and even reported to the 110 several times.
, No one cares about it, things didn't improve. The director said it well in the morning, but it was suddenly even more awesome when he came to the door at noon.
Why?
This... Sha Madman couldn't understand. In short, seven hundred people were dissatisfied with each other and were not angry. He was dissatisfied with all his dissatisfaction. But he could only eat yellow lotus. The mute told the donkey to enter and couldn't vomit it. Jinding Ding
The construction site of the Garden Community is a big project. At this level, it is just a small sesame seed to it. In the past, I could meet the boss, but now the boss is too lazy to even see the couple. The madman comes to the door and even the company compound.
Can't get in.
The boss in the provincial capital is having a good time, and now he has sent a confidant Ma Qiang.
"I won't say one sentence twice. Do you understand? I'll close the stall in 3 days."
Ma Qiang said this and left.
I haven't been home yet, but I've been getting harder and harder there. I've been scaring people several times. I'm not going to kill them, so how can I leave?
※※※The walls of the eight buildings in front and back are more than 200,300 people up and down, most of them are migrant workers in nearby areas. They have stopped working one after another, but this is the case in their own garage. Isn’t it too bullying?
The canteen staff hired 3 or 4 people, and there were walls in all corners of the courtyard. There were more than 100,000 steel pipes and more than 10 machetes, which were used by the "security guard" at night.
If you want to start a fight, you can even scare people by fucking one person.
"Fuck! Awesome!" Someone was dissatisfied and did not dare to say loudly.
"What kind of scenery?" a sneered.
"If you don't give money, you want to chase someone out?"
"that is!"
"Their boss doesn't pay the project money, just want to scare the children with the big **?"
"What are you talking about?" Ma Qiang, who had just gotten into the car, glared at his eyes. When he heard this, he was unhappy. The car that had just started stopped again. After drinking and eating, his face sank down, "Who has the fuck?
Let it go louder!"
"Oh, forget it, brother, don't be like them." said the Madman Sha.
"Old Sha," Ma Qiang got out of the car again and lit the madman's nose with his hands, and said, "I've sent the letter. My brother keeps his word, you can do it."
The translation of this sentence is what the boss said before: It’s not that you don’t pay money, but that the company is in temporary difficulties. When the company moves this section, it’s time to give money, so that it’s not too small for the project payment.
However, after a person has been here for half a year, he has not given money. After the person has dispersed, can he still give money? He doesn’t believe it every day!
"Okay... depending on your face, you are also a social person, manage your brothers well." Looking at the smoke left by Ma Qiang's butt of the luxury car, the madman's eyes became colder and colder as he looked at Ma Qiang's long-distance luxury car.
.
He also bit his teeth and helped the bones.
Dahua thinks it looks like Yang Zhi met Niu Er. Yang Zhi wanted to prove that his knife killed people without blood. Unless he chopped off Niu Er, he would commit a crime. If he didn't chop off, he would spread rumors.
Huang Wanli and He Weifang want to prove that the Three Gorges really made a big change in the climate. Unless the Three Gorges are blown up, it will be ***, and if it is not blown up, it will spread rumors. When science encounters politics, it will be Yang Zhi meets Niu Er.
After receiving the letter, Sha Madman discussed it with everyone, ignored it, but only strengthened his vigilance. Lying on the straw bed and flipping the book, Shen Congwen said that there are many people with male bodies and female voices, which is extremely ominous!
Since a man has a male body and a female voice, national affairs and family affairs are often confused and cannot be distinguished. It is too late at night. When the night is too late, the madman's heart moved and went to the corridor to see that in the distance, there was a star and the light was weak.
And beauty is as if you look at it. The sky is blue and the sky is very clear.
I dare not watch TV, newspapers, wander around in public places, and even read history books, for fear of seeing Brother Congwen standing not far away and laughing.
I remember when I was a child, people were divided into two types, namely good and bad. We don’t say good people are “good people”, we say good things, what about bad things? Of course, it is “America”!
Having written this, I feel a little ashamed of saying that he is really? Shen Congwen can say, write novels? Ahha, write novels!
Typhoon Sangmei Center has a wind power of 17, the strongest in 40 years. It landed at the junction of Zhejiang and Fujian on August 10, and it took not long, just a few hours.
When the wind breaks, the sky is full of red clouds.
How many people died.
The typhoon and the project payment are simply incompatible, but some people lie in bed but link these two realities together to think about it.
There was a sudden sentence from some corner in the darkness: "Fuck! It's so awesome. I don't bully people like this. It's really not possible. I'll fight."
Just fight! People are all alive, and they have two legs to support their belly. Who is afraid of whom? Anyway, the boss doesn’t pay any money and even robs you. He comes to bully people again and again. Is it a gangster, or what?
That being said, I think so, but when I think of this as a provincial capital, when I think of the sword light and the shadow of swords, they would rather endure it, no one really dared to fight to the death.
Who are they? Who are those people? I don’t know if it’s cloudy and rainy, but these migrant workers who have family members can still be captured by them. Of course, the madman knows better.
After all, they came out for a year to make a turn, and they did not take the money, but they were not here to fight and play.
Three days later, on a rainy night, the night and rain curtains blocked people's sight, and the sound of rain sounded rhythmically.
A wave of resentment and sob sounds came from the shed in the northwest corner of the construction site compound. This cold and quiet night was filled with a peaceful and safe atmosphere.
Originally, the deadline has come, and everyone is nervous for a day, and they are tightened. The normal physiological reaction is the same. You are nervous, and you are clamping your butt, afraid that something will happen, but until it gets dark, the road and The lights were on in the provincial capital and no one came, let alone anything unusual.
At midnight, dark clouds became thicker and the fine cold rain kept falling.
The lights outside the east gate of the construction site began to dim due to lack of electricity, and the base of the back wall was dim. At this time, four or five vans suddenly stopped on the road dozens of meters away from the courtyard, and dozens of black shadows emerged, like arrows. Punched under the back wall.
With a cigarette, a large hole was dug out of the temporary barrier wall.
Dozens of violently-looking burly men entered like ghosts, and their troops were divided into four groups and rushed straight to the shed and the backyard.
In the east gate, Wang Jun was savoring the flute. He squinted his eyes and was immersed in the quiet sound of the flute.
With a "clang", the door behind him was kicked open.
"Don't move!" A cold gun barrel made his head almost touch the ground, and the large knife beside him was also pulled over by a big hand.
The 20-year-old Wang Jun turned his head over and saw a face full of beards twisted by fierceness.
At the same time, Wang Hongqiang, the third uncle of Wang Jun, who was fiddling with small cards (cards) in the partition of the west gate, was also attacked. The cards were scattered all over the ground, and a steel ball gun was also brought to the night attacker!!
"Horse's pussy! Don't move! I'll break you up!"
A few people dared not move. Guns are the courage of people. When the gun is fired at once, no one expected that who would dare to seek death in person?
I don’t understand science and politics, I just tell some stories. Seven or eight years ago, I loved riding horses on the Norgai Grassland. It was the most beautiful wetland grassland in the Heavenly Kingdom. It was so beautiful that you wanted to turn into a butterfly and pounce on a large wildflower. When the wind blows, the flowers bend down and smile at you.
I went there four or five years ago, and the desertification was already there, and many hillsides were bare and sores.
Local herders said that, firstly, because the leaders asked to raise more cattle, sheep and horses, the animals ate the grass.
The second is to increase GDP to exploit large quantities of high-quality energy "sludge carbon", and mud carbon is an important resource for preserving water - just like a sponge, 30% of the water in the upper reaches of the Yellow River comes from mud carbon preservation in the Norgai grassland.
Third, it is very likely because... Forget it, I don’t want to make the rumors about the Three Gorges anymore. Brother Niu Er, I really can’t come up with evidence.
Isn’t this sand madman encountering a special sandstorm like today in the society - a night attack!!
Hahaha!
Being free is another way to say that being irresponsible.
Zhuangzi is elegant and wise. Zhuangzi likes to coax people, but Zhuangzi doesn’t do serious things.
People in the Celestial Empire like Zhuangzi: "Look at you, you are smart people!"
Smart people do not suffer any losses, learn from smart people. Being smart people is better than being a **. Smart people can walk under the sun with greasy lips and shining!
No matter if you are an official in the officialdom or a gangster in the lower class, absolutely, the power comes from the gun, and which one is awesome!!!
With a "bang", Leng Ding jumped out of the window of the west room, carrying five consecutive shotguns, hanging bullet belts in his hand, and running towards the southwest construction site with bare ass.
This person is the madman in the sand!
When he escaped from his hometown, he borrowed this gun and secretly brought it out with a friend. It was for self-defense. Unexpectedly, he would actually use it tonight!