Fuding County, Binyuan Community.

In the evening, Su Chongde returned home, recently, because the creditors often go to the factory to make trouble, Su Chongde usually goes home early, originally, he also hoped that after the lie to deal with it, this matter can gradually calm down, who would have thought that this group of creditors will also make more trouble, and Su Chongde will not get tired of it.

To tell the truth, Su Chongde is a very ambitious person, he saved this land at the beginning, just to wait until the price of the land grows higher before selling, or rather, from the bank loan to develop this land by himself, Su Chongde has a good vision, he feels that Fuding County is so close to Shimen City, the price of land will definitely rise in the future.

However, Su Chongde now owes foreign debts, and a group of creditors are chasing debts behind the buttocks, Su Chongde doesn't know how long he can hold on, and he can only take one step at a time, even if he really wants to sell, he must sell at a relatively high price, so that he will not suffer a loss.

"Click...... sound, the security door opened from the outside, Su Chongde turned his head to look over, and found that it was his son Su Chengyu who walked in, and the little fat man walked into the house with a green schoolbag on his back, and said, "Dad, you are at home." ”

"Dabao is back, are you tired from class today?" Su Chongde stood up, walked to his son's side, and said with concern.

"Well, we had PE class in the afternoon, and the teacher asked us to run, but we were tired. Su Chengyu said.

"Dabao, it's good to exercise more, exercise more, be strong, and eat more. Su Chongde said.

"I see. Su Chengyu said perfunctorily.

"If it's okay, I went to play basketball with my friends, and I never saw you use the basketball I bought for you. Su Chongde said.

"I don't like to play basketball, so it's better to play games. Su Chengyu shook his fat head and said.

"Don't keep playing games, you'll finish myopia, you know. Su Chongde said with a straight face.

"Got it. Su Chengyu snorted, threw his schoolbag on the sofa, and turned around to walk to the bedroom.

"Wait, if you don't take your school bag, how do you do your homework. Su Chongde shouted.

"I came back early today, so I'll play first and then do my homework. Su Chengyu shrugged his shoulders and said.

Hearing his son say this, Su Chongde glanced at the clock and found that his son did come back earlier than before, showing a puzzled look, and said, "Dabao, why did you come back so early today, didn't skip class." “

"No, someone drove me. Su Chengyu explained.

"Your classmates' parents?" Su Chongde guessed.

"It's not our parents, the man said he was your friend and knew my name. Su Chengyu said.

"My friend?" Su Chongde was slightly stunned, and then, his eyes widened, and he asked: "I didn't let my friend take you, how many times have I told you, it's not called a stranger's car, why don't you listen." “

"Not a stranger, a few days ago, he came to our house, and you asked me to call him Uncle Lu. Su Chengyu explained.

"Luda!" Su Chongde guessed the identity of the other party at once, but not only did he not rest assured, but he was even more afraid of it.

"Dabao, that Luda, what did you say?" In order not to make his son afraid, Su Chongde tried his best to control his emotions.

"I didn't say anything, I just asked about my family, and said whether we were going to immigrate, and I said I didn't know. Su Chengyu said.

"Damn, you dare to contact my son in private!" Su Chongde gritted his teeth and said, he is such a son as Su Chengyu, Su Chengyu can be said to be his reverse scale.

"What else did he say?" asked Su Chongde.

He also said, let me remember the car, and in the future, he will come and pick me up from school when he has time, and if he doesn't have time, he will send someone to drive the car to pick me up from school. Su Chengyu said.

"Dabao, don't make his car in the future, you know. Su Chongde stretched out his hands, grabbed his son's shoulders, and admonished.

"Dad, you scratched me, you didn't pick me up from school, and you didn't let people pick me up. Su Chengyu shouted.

"I'll pick you up with me, and I'll pick you up every day. Su Chongde hugged his son and shouted.

At this moment, Su Chongde is no longer the black-bellied businessman, but a father who is worried about his son, he is really scared now, Ruda can send his son home today, so what about next time?

Beijing, Jiulongshan Community.

Yesterday, the Jiulongshan community posted an announcement that a compensation negotiation meeting held by the government will be held in a few days, and some representatives of the owners will be required to attend, so it is hoped that the owners of the community can elect a few representatives in the next few days to participate in the compensation negotiation.

The Chinese people have been influenced by thousands of years of feudal thinking, and the golden mean has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

Yes, although many owners are shouting to increase the amount of compensation, but when it comes to running for the owner's representative, many people are silent, and they are not very willing to take the initiative to campaign, one is afraid of trouble, but afraid of being retaliated by the developer, let them follow others to wave the flag and shout, once let them be the first bird, help all the owners to fight for the benefits, then no one is willing to do it.

'There are so many owners, I don't do it and others do it, why should I stand up and fight for the interests of everyone, even if everyone doesn't do it, I am not the only one who suffers, and it is a big deal to suffer together. It's ridiculous and sad to say, but it does exist, and it's a relatively common one.

Therefore, there are not many people in the community who take the initiative to stand up and run for the owner's representative, but there are still some.

No, now at the door of the community, a group of people gathered, holding banners and signs, shouting to fight for the interests of the owners of the Jiulongshan community, not to let the developer take advantage of the owners, to appropriately increase the price of compensation, attracting many owners to watch.

Among these people, the leader is a middle-aged man, who looks to be in his forties, with dark skin and a loyal face, is Zhang Xiaohai, one of Zhou Qiang's inverted customers, as for the price next to him holding signs and pulling banners, it is also the inverted customers in the WeChat group, Ma Dong, Ye Tian, Wang Xiaofen, Jin Lin, etc., in short, the scene is very lively and the atmosphere is very warm.

"Hello owners of Jiulongshan Community, my name is Zhang Xiaohai, I am the owner of Building 301, Building 7, Jiulongshan Community, and the matter of the negotiation of demolition compensation, I think you have heard about it, and in a few days we will elect a few representatives of the owners to participate in the negotiation of compensation, and I hope that everyone can actively participate, so as to strive for the greatest interests. Zhang Xiaohai shouted loudly, he is a native of the old capital, and has been a driver for many years.

"Well said, we owners must unite and elect owners' representatives as soon as possible, so that we can be qualified to participate in the compensation negotiation meeting. Jin Lin was in the audience and echoed loudly.

"I suggest that the owners of Jiulongshan take action now, elect representatives of the owners who can represent our interests, and strive for more compensation for the owners of our Jiulongshan community......"

Zhang Xiaohai shouted loudly, he looks loyal, and he is a local colloquial, and he keeps fighting for the interests of the owners of the Jiulongshan community, and soon won the support of many owners.

Not far from the crowd, there were two men silently paying attention, the man on the left was in his twenties, with a straight suit and a very energetic appearance, it was Zhou Qiang, the chairman of Baichuan Company.

Another man in his forties, with a black back and a faint smile on his face, was communicating with Zhou Qiang in a low voice...... (To be continued.) )