Chapter Eighty-Five: Conflict over the Sale of Houses

This sudden scene made Chen Fan and Zhang Pengfei a little confused, and Lu Zhengyi said in a low voice: "Do you want to stop him?"

Chen Fan waved his hand and said, "Let's take a look at the situation first." ”

After the three of them rushed in, they completely ignored the people in the room, holding a large brush in one hand, dipped in red liquid and writing crookedly on the wall: Liar, pay back! The whole family is dead!

The woman's face changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward to stop her: "Don't write it, don't write it, this has nothing to do with me?"

At this time, a peasant worker poured the remaining red liquid in the bucket on the woman: "Let your mother's bullshit, why does it have nothing to do with you? Your son is a contractor, and when the project is completed, all the money will be swept away when the project money comes, and our wages have not been paid until now, what do you say?

The woman was splashed all over her body, and she shivered with cold.

Zhang Pengfei frowned, he just wanted to buy this house now, such a bloody scene was almost engraved in his mind, and he might have nightmares if he lived in it in the future.

The agent stepped forward and persuaded: "This house is being sold, please leave here, it is better to go through the legal process on the issue of wages." ”

A migrant worker pointed at the intermediary with a brush and shouted: "Go through your mother's legal procedures, you think we didn't leave, we pulled banners at the door of the police station for three days to no avail, I tell you, it is you who should go, this house is ours now, tell you, if the money is not in place, this house will not be sold!"

The intermediary is also a young man with strong blood, and when he heard this, he contradicted it: "If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"

The migrant worker sneered: "You report, there is a kind of police report, you report it, it is useless for you to report, her son swept away all our money." It's useless even if the police come, if the police make the decision for you, we will go to petition and make trouble, anyway, barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes!"

Chen Fan sighed, looked at the mess, and said regretfully: "It seems that this house can't be bought today, fatty, let's go!"

Chen Fan and the others were just about to go out, and the woman suddenly became anxious: "Hey, don't go, I'll sell the house to you, don't want 2.9 million! 2.5 million is enough, 2.5 million is okay?"

There was a decrease of 400,000 all of a sudden, and the woman who was still dead changed her mouth and changed her mouth to 2.5 million.

Chen Fan stood still, turned around and asked, "Are you sure 2.5 million?"

The woman nodded again and again: "I'm sure, 2.5 million!

The peasant workers stood in front of Chen Fan: "No, you can't sell your house! You must get our consent to sell your house!"

Chen Fan was curious: "How much does his son owe you?"

"100,000!"

"120,000!"

"80,000!"

"It's not just us, there are dozens of brothers, and the sum of this money adds up to six million. I'll tell you, even if you sell this house, you won't be able to fill this hole. ”

Chen Fanxin said: If you want to buy a house now, you have a choice, make up the money of these three migrant workers, which is equivalent to buying a worker thief, but after the purchase, it means that you will have to face the condemnation of the next dozens of migrant workers, but you can appropriately use some legal and administrative means to drive these away, because this house has nothing to do with the original owner.

Of course, this choice has to be handed over to Zhang Pengfei.

A house full of blood, I don't know if he can accept it.

"Fatty, what do you think?"

Zhang Pengfei struggled a little in his heart, if 2.5 million could win this house, it would be really lucky, 400,000 less all of a sudden, which is equivalent to one more bedroom and one room out of thin air!

Seeing Zhang Pengfei's hesitation, Lu Zhengyi said: "Fatty, if you have a advantage, you don't take advantage of it, I will now ask the insects to call some people over and ensure that these guys are cleaned up properly." ”

That's 400,000, and you can save it by doing it.

Zhang Pengfei gritted his teeth: "Cheng, 2.5 million is 2.5 million, I bought it!"

Although he sympathizes with these migrant workers, he can only turn a blind eye when his interests are related.

The middle-aged aunt said: "Don't worry, this real estate certificate only has my name on it, it has nothing to do with my son, if there is my son's name, it is a property dispute, and it must not be sold, I still understand these things." ”

Auntie's words were like a reassuring pill for Zhang Pengfei. Since this house has nothing to do with the escapee from the legal level, it will not affect the sale of the house, and it is equivalent to a pie in the sky to win the house for 400,000 less.

The peasant worker suddenly said urgently: "What do you mean? Don't you understand people's words, this house is not allowed to be sold!"

Lu Zhengyi glanced at him with disdain and called Zhao Chong.

Chen Fan said to the intermediary: "You go and prepare the contract, and we are ready to pay the full amount." ”

The agent nodded again and again, he wished that the house would be sold as soon as possible to get a commission, and then it would be up to him.

"Brother Fan, isn't it a loan?"

Chen Fan said: "Do you think you can still take out a loan in this situation? You have to apply for all kinds of materials for at least two weeks! You pay 1 million, and the other 1.5 million is mine, and at the end of the year, it will be deducted from your dividends." ”

Zhang Pengfei stretched out his hand and hugged Chen Fan and patted: "Brother Fan, good brother......"

Seeing that these people were ignoring them, the anger in the hearts of the migrant workers increased, and one of them took three steps and two steps, and instantly jumped to the window.

He pulled open the window and shouted, "You are not allowed to sell the house, sell the house again, I will jump from here." ”

Everyone was startled, as if a heavy hammer had fallen from the sky, shaking their heads to a "buzzing" sound.

Chen Fan scolded his mother in his heart: I'll go, and there is still this kind of operation?

People are always like this, they can't extend their angry fists to the strong, they can only go against the grain and hit them at those who are weaker than them, or at themselves. That's why the incident of migrant workers jumping off the building is frequently in the news.

The woman advised, "Don't mess around!"

If this really kills people, the house will really not be easy to sell.

The migrant worker sat on the windowsill and looked downstairs, a 17-story building was almost forty or fifty meters above the ground, and a feeling of dizziness hit him.

He didn't want to do this, but his family was old and young, so he could only take such a means to force the woman not to sell the house, he thought that if he didn't sell the house, he would have a chance to recover the project money, as the saying goes, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple.

As long as they guard the house and guard the foreman's family, they don't believe that he will not come back.

Migrant workers are really afraid to mess around.

The intermediary who was drafting the contract also stopped what he was doing, and if he wrote it down again, he would probably be fired.

He had mixed feelings in his heart: The baby is bitter, I just want to sell a house, who would have thought that it would be like this.

A hint of pride flashed in the eyes of the other two migrant workers, "Do you dare to sell your house?"

Chen Fan had never encountered such a situation, but since it had happened, he could only compromise first.

"Don't mess around, we're not going to buy a house today, okay?" he glanced at the woman, "Where's the key?"

The woman honestly handed over the key.

Chen Fan took the key from the woman's hand and threw it to the migrant workers: "The key to the house is given to you, you can do whatever you want." ”

As he spoke, he winked, and everyone left with him.

This is the delaying strategy that Chen Fan thought of, give them the key, ease their psychological defense first, and don't do something bad impulsively.

Not to mention, this trick worked quite well, and the nervousness of the migrant workers eased in an instant.

Leaving the room, Chen Fan led everyone down two flights of stairs.

He chose to call the police immediately, since the real estate certificate did not have the name of the contractor, then there was no property dispute in the house.

The law stipulates that parents have the obligation to provide repayment for minors, but not to repay for adult children, at least in law. Even if the contractor bought the house with the full amount of the construction money, the migrant workers would not be able to ask his parents for it.

"Lao Lu, it's better to go through the legal process in this matter, you call the bugs and ask those brothers not to come over. ”

Lu Zhengyi nodded and went to the corner to make a call.

"Auntie, your clothes are covered with blood, what size are you wearing, let the fat man go. ”

Zhang Pengfei pulled Chen Fan: "Why do you let me go, what does a big man like when he goes to a women's clothing store?"

Chen Fan glanced at him: "Lose weight! You can't let Lao Lu go, he still has to protect me." ”

To be honest, if the migrant workers do something impulsively, Lu Zhengyi can still stop it.

The woman told Zhang Pengfei the size of her clothes.

Zhang Peng flew into the elevator and went to buy women's clothes.

The police arrived before Zhang Pengfei, and when they saw the woman covered in blood, they couldn't help but be surprised, and thought that there was some criminal case, so they hurriedly said: "Isn't it a housing dispute, how can there be blood?"

Chen Fan told the police about the cause and effect of the incident.

The policeman nodded and said, "We are also investigating this matter, and it is not a matter of a day or two to recover the money." We didn't expect this group of migrant workers to make trouble, it was a mistake in our work, I apologize to you, you can rest assured, we will definitely solve this matter properly!"

Several policemen walked into the door, and three migrant workers were sitting on the ground looking at their mobile phones, and when they saw the police entering the door, they looked fearless and didn't bother to get up.

A policeman asked, "Why did you trespass on people's homes?"

The migrant worker said: "Her son owes us money, and we can only come to the door to ask for money, is it wrong to ask for money?"

The policeman said: "There is nothing wrong with asking for money, but you have to go through the legal process." There are legal provisions that you can't trespass into people's houses, let alone do this kind of thing that damages other people's property, this thing is to be detained, you can come with us now!"

The peasant workers shouted: "What are you going to go, if we don't go, if we don't get this money today, the house will not be sold!"

Just now, a migrant worker repeated his old trick, he jumped to the windowsill in one step, stuck out of the window with half a foot and said: "Don't come here, I'll jump down if I come again!"

The policemen couldn't help frowning when they saw it, although this kind of thing was not the first time they had encountered it, but this extreme way was what they hated the most.

I have to say, this trick really works.

The policeman's tone softened down and persuaded him with kind words: "It's not that there is no solution to this matter, but the impact of your doing this will definitely be bad, first of all, it will have an impact on society, and secondly, it will have an impact on residents." Even if you jump, you still can't get the money you should have, and your wife and children are still waiting for you to send them money, are you right, you jump down and have nothing. If you don't jump, we still have a chance to help you recover the debt, so are you really willing to jump?"