"You can count it, you Mr. Tong, hey, ......" He Ping's first sentence after seeing Chen Erdong shook his head as he spoke, and he could deeply feel that his words were indescribable.

"Why didn't you call the police? The man was lying on the ground. Chen Erdong said anxiously, he was most afraid of casualties.

"No one was injured, and the villagers deliberately lay there, so the nature of the police station is different."

He Ping briefly explained the situation to Chen Erdong, and it turned out that these were all villagers from the fifth group of Fushui Village. The demolition and relocation fees involved in land consolidation are calculated on a per capita basis, including moving expenses, transition fees, demolition incentives, etc.

When the construction unit and the government counted the statistics, the villagers submitted their own household population information.

However, at the end of the year, some people returned home from other places and even asked the construction unit for the demolition fee, and their household registration was no longer in the village, so it was naturally impossible for the construction unit to pay.

The two sides insisted on their own words, and they were both coarse, and a few foul words broke out into a conflict.

Among the investors, only Tong Yuemin is engaged in engineering construction, so he is looking for the construction team.

Although Tong Yanyan is a rice bucket, he still knows a little about construction, so Tong Yuemin sent him over to inspect the work, and he happened to encounter such a thing.

Who's to blame? It must be that the villagers are at fault first, and they clearly want to blackmail the construction unit for some money, and He Ping is in a dilemma precisely because of this reason.

But in any case, as a construction unit, if there is a problem, it will be reported to the government as soon as possible, and the government will come forward to solve it, rather than rashly clashing with the villagers.

When He Ping called Chen Erdong, they were just a verbal dispute, and He Ping deliberately exaggerated the facts, wanting Chen Erdong to come over quickly. Ten minutes before Chen Erdong's arrival, the conflict between the two sides completely escalated.

"Mr. Tong, come here." Chen Erdong shouted at Tong Yanyan.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing that the person who came was Chen Erdong, Tong Yanyan, who was already angry, became even more angry.

Chen Erdong knew that he was not dealing with him, but solving the problem was the top priority, and he didn't want to have another incident, so he slowly walked towards Tong Yanyan.

"Brother, now that the leaders of Minjiang Town have not come, we had better take a step back and let the people of the government coordinate, don't blame the leaders at that time, it is us who are in trouble." Chen Erdong whispered.

"Which fucking head are you? Any idea why I'm arguing with them? ”

Tong Yanyan didn't know that Chen Erdong already knew something about the matter, and he was dissuaded by a thorn in his eye that he didn't know why, so he immediately scolded angrily.

Seeing such a reaction, Chen Erdong didn't want to say a word to him, but he still restrained his emotions and signaled him not to shout loudly, and continued:

"Shhhh Is the money collected? ”

"! I don't care what Party A and Party B do to him! These stupid peasants are here to blackmail Lao Tzu for money! They won't let me clean them up! ”

Tong Yanyan is an enterprise-level disaster, he never speaks and does things regardless of the occasion, and he does not know how to judge the situation.

He was full of energy, and his voice was like a bell, and every word was clearly transmitted to the ears of the villagers and Director He.

What the villagers hate most is to be called stupid peasants, and this kind of insulting personal attack is absolutely intolerable to them.

As soon as Tong Yanyan finished speaking, more than a dozen villagers rushed towards him, and even the few lying on the ground got up.

Tong Yanyan also made a lot of trouble, but in fact, he was strong on the outside, and he was immediately instigated when people really rushed up, he retreated again and again, and asked a few workers around him to block it for him.

The workers and villagers were only breathing between the electric light and flint from a few meters apart, and Chen Erdong didn't have time to react, so the two sides began to push each other, but neither of them took the lead in making dangerous moves.

Chen Erdong looked at the farm tools in the hands of the villagers, and was anxious, for fear that he would see blood if he was not careful. He was sandwiched in the middle and spread his arms, struggling to block everyone's physical contact, shouting "stop, stop", seeing that the situation was urgent, He Ping, his colleagues and Du Yu also quickly rushed over to help calm down.

Tong Yanyan was already frightened, hiding under a tree far away, watching incessantly, ready to run away at any time. He knew that the villagers were coming at him, and more than ten meters away, he could hear the villagers shouting, "Kill that bastard!" ”

It was winter, and the weather was cold, and even whispering would spit out white smoke, not to mention the two groups of people who were now angry.

Accompanied by a cloud of white gas, everyone's face was stained with spittle from unknown sources.

The workers did not dare to commit murder, but only pestered each other to prevent them from going to Tong Yanyan, and the villagers did not dare to really beat people with farm tools, but feints and scares people are indispensable.

At this moment, if you look down from a high altitude, these twenty or so people are like heavenly soldiers fighting in the clouds and mist, and they are surrounded by white mist.

"Ouch" only heard a scream, and a white dangling arm in the crowd was swept by a scythe, and blood flowed.

The bright red of blood was shocking, flashing in front of everyone's eyes, and although everyone hadn't seen who it was, they knew that someone was injured, and they all died down for the time being.

Only then did they see that the person who shed blood was Chen Erdong. Chen Erdong made a mistake, and in the scuffle where the sword didn't grow long, he rolled up his sleeves.

Some of the villagers have seen Chen Erdong, because he visited many farmers when he came to collect data before, and in the impression of the villagers, this young man is very polite, and he is very different from Tong Yanyan.

Seeing that they had injured someone by mistake, the villagers were also a little scared, and they also knew that it was illegal to hurt someone, so they all stared at He Ping and let the people from the government preside over the overall situation.

Du Yu must have been the first person to rush to Chen Erdong's side, he saw that Chen Erdong's expression was not painful, carefully examined the wound, and then shouted to the villagers: "Who has gauze?" Let's wrap it up first,"

One of the aunts immediately turned around and ran home to get gauze and bandaged Chen Erdong in person.

Chen Erdong's "ouch" didn't actually come from the pain, and the moment the sickle touched his skin, he didn't feel too much. He just saw the blood, knew that he was hanging, and reflexively cried out.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and everyone looked towards the end of the field road, He Ping's face changed slightly, and he immediately ran over, and a group of people were greeted on the opposite side, and the mayor of the town arrived.

The mayor of the town, surnamed Ge, whose full name is Ge Fu, is about forty years old, he held a morning meeting in the county, and as soon as he returned to Minjiang, someone reported that there was a mass incident in Fushui Village.

Not to mention the adverse effects of mass incidents, if there are deaths and injuries, as the mayor of the town, he will say goodbye to his career in this life.

"What are you doing?" Ge Fu came to the crowded place and scolded loudly, first standing up and then doing things.

He Ping followed closely beside him and reported the cause and effect of the incident in detail, and the more Ge Fu listened, the tighter his brows became.

"Which of you is the person in charge of the site?" Ge Fu asked angrily.

"I, Mayor Ge." Chen Erdong was bandaged not far away, and Ge Fu didn't see him for the first time.

"Manager Chen? It's you. Ge Fu and Chen Erdong have met several times, all at meetings, and they have a good impression of him, especially his investment budget table, which has relieved a lot of pressure on the government.

"What? You're still being beaten? ”

"No, it was rubbed, a little thing, a little thing."

Chen Erdong sat cross-legged on the ground, his arms were wrapped, he got up and walked towards Ge Fu, just a few steps, his mind was quickly thinking about how to explain to the mayor.

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