Chapter Twenty-Seven: Difficult to Handle

Zhao Quanzheng was about to sit down, but Zhang Dong said: "Say your intention first, and then sit." ”

When Zhao Quan heard this, a trace of displeasure flashed in his heart.

Let's talk about the intention first, before deciding whether to let him sit or not, what kind of way of doing things is this?

"I'm going to contract a mountainous area. Zhao Quan said lukewarmly.

When Zhang Dong heard Zhao Quan's words, he couldn't help but glance Zhao Quan up and down.

Zhao Quan was dressed in old clothes, and he looked like he was worn by the previous generation and passed down from the previous generation.

Although the price of contracting in mountainous areas is not too expensive, even if it is a poor mountainous area, it will cost thousands of yuan a year.

"Which mountainous area?" Zhang Dong asked.

"Hukou Mountain. Zhao Quan replied.

When Zhang Dong heard the name Hukou Mountain, he obviously didn't remember for a while which mountain Hukou Mountain was.

"What's the use of just telling me the name of the mountain? There are so many towns in Beixiang, how do I know where Hukou Mountain is. Zhang Dong said impatiently.

"Zhangjia Village, Hukou Mountain. In the whole Beixiang, it seems that there is only one Hukou Mountain in Zhangjia Village. Zhao Quan said.

"Are you teaching me a lesson? Could it be that there are so many mountains in the entire Beixiang, I have to remember all the names, where to remember?" Zhang Dong said directly.

Zhang Dong's temper made Zhao Quan's impression of him worse and worse.

With this attitude, he didn't look like he wanted to serve the villagers at all, as if he owed him money, and he put on a bad face when he came up.

"Deputy Mayor Zhang, there's something wrong with your attitude. Zhao Quan said in a deep voice.

"What's wrong with my attitude? Is there something wrong with what I said? If you want to come up and do something, won't you explain everything clearly, and let me guess? I'm not a living immortal! I have a lot of things to do every day, and I don't like to contract and get out. Zhang Dong raised his hand and said unpleasantly.

Zhao Quan came up and ate such a big stinky face, which made Zhao Quan angry.

"It's no wonder that Surabaya Town is not as developed as other towns, and the power has fallen into the hands of people like you, so what development is there. Zhao Quan sneered coldly.

"If you have any problems with my work, you can sue me. Otherwise, don't get in the way of my work here. Zhang Donglang said angrily.

At this moment, another person walked in.

The man was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and when Zhang Dong saw this man, the anger just now was immediately swept away, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Yo, Boss Liu, you're here, sit down, what's going on with the fish pond contract?"

"Thanks to you, it's okay. ”

……

It turns out that this Zhang Dong is also a character who looks down on people.

Zhao Quan walked out with some indignation.

Is it so difficult to do something now? It depends on people's faces.

The boss of the fish pond just now, as soon as he entered, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

Zhao Quan really didn't understand how such a person got mixed up with the deputy mayor.

Suddenly, Zhao Quan walked out indignantly.

Now Sun Jihai is not in the town, and Zhao Quan doesn't know where Li Dan and Chen Fang live.

It seems that the only way to do this is to wait for Sun Jihai to come back and let Sun Jihai take him to do errands.

Zhao Quan stepped on the motorcycle, was about to go home, rode a short distance along the national highway, and found that there were people watching something on the side of the road.

Zhao Quan looked at it, isn't this the door of Zheng Zhigang's furniture store?

So, Zhao Quan immediately stopped the motorcycle and walked up in front of the crowd.

A middle-aged man, wearing a shirt with a look, stood at the door of the store with both hands holding his bucket waist.

This middle-aged man is Zheng Zhigang's father, Zheng Honggen.

Standing in front of Zheng Honggen was an old man with gray hair combed back. The old man is in his sixties, and he still looks in good spirits.

The old man was dressed simply, an old-fashioned shirt, a pair of gray trousers, and a pair of army-green shoes underneath.

In front of the furniture store, there is a large amount of furniture.

Here the old man is reasoning with Zheng Honggen.

"This furniture in your house can only be placed in the store, and this staircase is shared. You see, your furniture is almost on the road, and it's already affecting passing cars. The old man said in Mandarin with a Northwest accent.

"No, why don't I tell you that I don't understand, I opened this store, I put a few pieces of furniture on display at the door, and sell them at a discount, I am benefiting our people." Zheng Honggen said impatiently.

"What should I do with passing vehicles? There must be a bicycle, motorcycle, or tricycle passing by, and you can't take the special lane, so there is a huge safety hazard!" said the old man patiently.

"The road is so wide, why did I affect the special road? Motorcycles or something, can't you just go around it?" Zheng Honggen said.

"You can put it out, put these things back that occupy the aisle, you can't take up such a wide space. The old man said.

Zheng Honggen shook his head irritably.

"I'm in your way, I didn't occupy the aisle of your house, you bad old man, you're quite wide!" Zheng Honggen said angrily.

"You comrade, why are you so unreasonable, I'm reasoning with you, how are you scolding. The old man said.

"I'm going to scold you! You're here to affect my business, if you don't leave, I'm going to drive you away!" Zheng Honggen said, and walked up to the old man.

"No, you'll have to move back today. The old man said.

"Get out of here, Made's annoying. Zheng Honggen stepped forward, and the nouveau riche tempered and slapped the old man.

Originally, the old man's body was also healthy, and there was no big problem with this pushdown.

But the old man's feet hit the leg of a table, and the old man did not stand firmly, and fell to the ground.

"It's really useless, you still come to meddle with a push, you deserve it. Zheng Honggen didn't have the slightest sympathy, but began to fall into the ground.

However, after the old man fell, he didn't get up directly.

The old man hugged his arm, his face extremely painful.

When Zheng Honggen saw the old man like this, he immediately said: "Old man, don't you want to touch porcelain, Ma De fell down, and I won't pay you a penny." ”

"I didn't ask you to pay for it!" said the old man.

Zhao Quan only felt that this Zheng Honggen was really not a thing, and sure enough, if there was a father, there would be a son.

What Lao Tzu is, so is his son.

The old man's hand had just reached the ground, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

Zhao Quan hurriedly walked up, squatted down, and asked, "Old man, how are you?"

"Don't get in the way, young man, you help me up. The old man shook his head at Zhao Quan, barely squeezing out a smile.

Zhao Quan immediately pressed the old man and said, "Old man, don't move, I'll show you." ”

Then, Zhao Quan immediately reached out and touched the old man's right hand for a while.

"It's okay, it's dislocated, don't move, old man, I'll help you push it. Before Zhao Quan finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped it on the old man's shoulder.

Generally, the dislocation is to grab the arm and push it up, but Zhao Quan is good at this, and he directly slaps down.

The old man took a breath of cool air with a headache, but he didn't snort.

Then, Zhao Quan's other hand grabbed the old man's arm and lifted it up.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and Zhao Quan pressed the old man's dislocation a few times.

"Alright, it's okay. Zhao Quan smiled and helped the old man up.

The old man moved his arm, and found that it was in great pain just now, but now it really didn't hurt at all, and there was nothing wrong.

"Good boy, I'm fine, thank you. The old man smiled at Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan replied politely, feeling that this old man's temper was really good.

People pushed him down, he was dislocated, he wasn't angry with anyone at all, and he could still laugh.

"Okay, get out of here!" Zheng Zhigang replied impatiently.

"There are so many people here, what are you doing?" a man's voice rang out.

Zhao Quan turned his head and looked, isn't this the same Zhang Dong just now? Why didn't he work in the office and came here?

"Dongzi, you're here just in time, this bad old man, touch porcelain here with me. Zheng Honggen immediately said.

Zhao Quan saw it, no wonder this Zhang Dong would come over, it turned out that he and Zheng Honggen knew each other.

"Touch porcelain, who dares to touch porcelain in Surabaya Town, be careful that I catch you......"

Zhang Dong walked over to the old man, reached out and grabbed the old man's shoulders and pulled him over.

When Zhang Dong saw the old man's face, he immediately shrank back before he could say the second half of the sentence.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Quan saw that the expression on Zhang Dong's face became exciting.