A calm day suddenly rose at the end of the day.

"Brother, I received a lawyer's letter," Jing Yi's face was a little solemn.

Jing Hao, who was sitting upright, glanced at the cover and nodded lightly.

"How do I feel like you already knew?"

"Isn't that weird?"

"Brother, I read it, it was the original owners of Xinzeyuan who jointly sued us, on the grounds that the compensation was unfair and the land type was changed without authorization."

"I have checked the information of the Youguan Xinzeyuan project and found that there is indeed a problem."

Jing Hao sipped his saliva, "What's the problem?" ”

"First of all, according to the law, there are four rules for changing the type of land, but Xinzeyuan does not touch any of them."

"Second, the compensation for demolition and relocation should be measured according to a combination of factors such as the local geographical location, but the contract says that the average price of the real estate industry at that time is calculated, and there is obvious inequality."

"In the end, the funds are flowed out of the foundation, and the benefits after the renovation should be divided equally according to the proportion of capital contribution, but now it seems that Jiang Zhihai is the only one."

"That's right," Jing Hao said approvingly, and then he changed his words, "You don't care about this matter." ”

Jing Yi looked at him in disbelief, "Why?" ”

"There aren't so many whys."

"Brother, are we just sitting back and ignoring black and white?"

"Some things are inherently gray."

"How can you be so cold-blooded?"

"Get out," Jing Hao gave an ultimatum.

Jing Yi angrily tore up the lawyer's letter and threw it on his desk, slammed the door and left angrily.

With the aftermath, Jing Hao closed his eyes and gently kneaded his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the mobile phone lying on the table rang.

"Say."

"Mr. Jing, Tao Dayong has been found, his real name is Tao Yong, and he is the owner of Xin Zeyuan."

"According to him, three days ago a woman came to him and said that you were going to immigrate to the United States and never come back."

"The time bomb was also given by a woman."

Jing Hao tapped lightly on the table, "Did you show him the photo?" ”

"Look, he does know Cheng Huan, because he is a neighbor with her uncle, and he just met and chatted a few words that day."

"What else did you say?"

"Because it was dark, he didn't see the woman's face clearly, but remembered that she was not very tall, about 1.6 meters."

"It's still useful to keep an eye on him for the time being."

"Yes."

Jing Hao slowly turned his head to look at the jade Buddha, his cold eyes revealing many doubts.

News of residents' dissatisfaction with the compensation for the demolition spread far and wide, with heated discussions on major social media platforms, and the absence of an official response, the form became more and more intense.

It was already time to get off work, but Jing Hao was not in a hurry to leave.

The office door was pushed open impatiently, and Ji Xiaobai, who had disappeared for many days, broke in.

"I knew you were coming."

"What's going on out there? You're playing with fire, you know? Ji Xiaobai slammed the table hard.

Jing Hao glanced at him lightly, "Wang Zhihai can't sit still?" ”

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"The information is fake," Jing Hao didn't care about his anger.

"Knowing that this is a dead end, knowing that there is no chance of winning, you still insist on using residents as bait, spying on people's hearts, and stirring up storms!"

Ji Xiaobai's mobile phone rang.

"Mr. Jiang," he took a deep breath.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Xiaobai's expression calmed down a lot, "You are really cruel sometimes." ”

"I don't have a choice."

The man strode away, and Jing Hao was the only one left in the huge room, like a lone wanderer who was out of place with his surroundings, detaching from the whole world.

Cheng Huan was lying on the sofa, looking at the news report.

"What's the good thing that makes you happy like this?" Lu Jia placed the fruit bowl on the table.

"The power of justice, the judgment of the people," Cheng Huan waved his phone.

Lu Jia made a comeback: "The owner of Xinzeyuan sued the United Foundation and its holding group. ”

"That's right," Cheng Huan looked at Lu Jia, who was in a trance, and wondered, "What's wrong with you?" ”

She smiled stiffly, "It's okay, I'll go see if the soup is ready,"

Cheng Huan was a little confused.

After the meal, Cheng Huan took the initiative to tune the TV to the local daily news, looking forward to the voice of the mainstream media.

"The Xinzeyuan incident has a shocking reversal !!"

Next to the female announcer, there is a bold bold lettering.

"The United Foundation has issued an emergency declaration that the information held by the owner is forged and the source of the information is unknown."

"And Tao, one of the owners, admitted that the main purpose of the lawsuit was to pressure the United Foundation to demand more property, and the content was untrue."

As soon as the announcer's mouth opened and closed, Cheng Huan only felt that his head was buzzing.

"How so?" She scrambled to her feet and ran to the TV.

"I took those materials myself, how can they be fake?" She clutched her hair, her eyes filled with horror and helplessness.

"Really?" The cool air climbed up the tail vertebrae, and Cheng Huan sat down on the ground.

"Cheng Huan, what's wrong with you?" Lu Jia hurriedly went over and helped her up.

Cheng Huan's eyes were red, her body was as soft as mud, let her drag it, and muttered, "No wonder it's so easy to ......"

"What's so easy?" Lu Jia shook her with a blank gaze.

"It's all calculated by him," Cheng Huan pushed her away and swung back to his room.

She lay on her bed, and the bell rang urgently.

It's Han Tianming.

"Uncle," Cheng Huan suppressed grievances in his low voice.

"Xiao Huan, what's going on? Why is the information fake?" Han Tianming was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Cheng Huan held his forehead with his hand, and his broken hair was on the side of his face, "It's me who is not good, I am too careless." ”

Han Tianming sighed heavily.

After a while, he spoke, "Don't blame yourself too much, those people are cunning and foxes, yes, this matter will be over." ”

The earpiece changed to a busy sound, and she couldn't help but bury her head in the pillow.

The heavy stick of capital smashed her ordinary and insignificant.