In 1990, there were no highways in Primorsky Province. From the provincial capital of Ningzhou to Baicheng, if you take the highway, you can only choose the national highway or the provincial highway, and there is no other way.

After Geng Wenyang and the others went through the formalities at the trading company and got the brand-new Xiali car, they were driven by Xu Wenjie and immediately embarked on the road back.

If there is a highway, it will take two hours at most from the provincial capital to Baicheng, but you can't take the national highway to raise the speed, and the road situation is more complicated, so you can drive for nearly four hours before returning to Baicheng.

When the car drove to the wholesale market, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and Shao Jianhua and the others had already waited anxiously for a long time. Geng Wenyang didn't care about resting, and immediately called everyone to a meeting.

Shao Jianhua first introduced the matter as it was. The villagers of the two Xujia mills who came to block the door this morning are both elderly people in their seventies and eighties. One family said that they owed them 10,000 yuan for land requisition and did not pay it, and the other said that they owed 8,000 yuan, but they all had no evidence and could not produce evidence, and bluntly said that they could check it from the village account book.

Shao Jianhua knew very well that he could not be rude to the elderly, so he wisely found out their relatives from the market employees, so as to persuade them to return home.

"When they left, they said they would come tomorrow morning." Shao Jianhua had a headache and said: "People of such an age can't move, they can't speak, they can't say anything, it's just helpless." ”

Geng Wenyang said: "There will always be a way. ”

"Wen Jie." He turned his head to Xu Wenjie and said: "Tonight, you will arrange for employees who are related to them, and you must find a way to stabilize them at home early tomorrow morning, and inquire about the origin of the matter, so that we can find a way to deal with it." ”

"Understood." Xu Wenjie said: "These two families are brothers, and the son of one of them works in our market, his name is Xu Wei." ”

"Xu Wei?" Geng Wenyang seemed to have an understanding and said: "Why does this name sound so familiar to me?" ”

Shao Jianhua said on the side: "There is a man named Xu Wei among the Seven Monsters of the Briquette Factory, you can't be talking about him, right?" ”

"That's him." Xu Wenjie said: "Although Xu Wei has a withdrawn personality and does not want to associate with others, he has a good relationship with me. I tried to persuade him, and he should be able to listen. ”

In fact, Xu Wenjie didn't tell the truth, it was Xu Wei who came to report the letter to him last night, and he knew that Xu Zonglin was secretly playing ghosts. It's just that he only reported this matter to Geng Wenyang, and others can't let them know about it, lest Xu Zonglin have other actions after the news leaks.

That night, Geng Wenyang stayed at the wholesale market. After eating the next morning, he drove a brand-new red Xiali sedan to the Zhannan Sub-district Office to find his senior brother.

Zheng Baisheng learned that Geng Wenyang had bought a new car, so he deliberately ran out of the office and circled the car twice, and then sat in it and experienced it and said: "Wenyang, the car is good, but it's a little small." ”

Geng Wenyang said: "It's small and fuel-efficient!" I'm going to buy another imported car next year, and that's definitely going to be big. When the time comes, Senior Brother will sit on it and try it again, to ensure that you are satisfied. ”

Zheng Baisheng knew that the little junior brother had always been good at talking, and said happily: "Well, with your words, I will wait to take your imported luxury car next year." ”

After seeing the car, the two returned to the office, Geng Wenyang said the meaning simply, Zheng Baisheng said in disbelief: "Impossible! After the transfer of land last year, all the 40,000 yuan of land requisition money owed by the briquette factory to Xujia Mill Village was settled, how could the people not get the money? ”

"You wait, I'll ask again!" Zheng Baisheng was afraid that he would remember wrong, so he called the colleague who was in charge of handling it at the time to verify it, put down the phone and said: "It is indeed settled, and the person who came to handle the money handover procedures in the village was Xu Zonglin, the village director at that time." ”

Geng Wenyang said: "As expected, it was he who was making trouble in it." ”

"That's it......" Zheng Baisheng picked up the phone and said, "I'll call and ask Xu Zonglin what's going on." ”

Geng Wenyang persuaded: "If you really want to find out, don't call, and directly send a working group to investigate in the village, so that the matter can be clarified." ”

"This ......," Zheng Baisheng thought for a while and said, "I'll discuss it with other comrades before making a decision." ”

"Alright then, I'll wait for your news." Geng Wenyang got up and was about to leave, when he accidentally saw a stack of materials on Zheng Baisheng's work, with a few big words printed on it: "Water to Oil Project", and the payment at the bottom was a certain new energy limited liability company.

"Water turns to oil!?" Geng Wenyang stared at the three words on the cover, and felt incredible. The water-to-oil scam I heard about in my previous life really happened around me this time.

Zheng Baisheng saw him pick up the materials on the table and looked at them, and hurriedly introduced: "This is a high-tech project that the Municipal Science and Technology Commission helped us contact the development zone. How's that, it's amazing, right? It can turn water into oil, oil that can really be used. ”

"Turning water into oil is a hoax." Geng Wenyang had to tell the truth: "Is that guy surnamed Wang and from the Northeast?" ”

"Huh? It seems to be surnamed Wang, and no one knows where. Zheng Baisheng saw that he was very formal, not like he was joking, and hurriedly asked: "Wen Yang, don't talk nonsense, why is this a scam?" ”

"Senior brother, isn't this obvious?" Geng Wenyang patiently explains: "When the oil is burned, it turns into water and carbon dioxide, and at the same time releases heat. Water is made of hydrogen and oxygen, and without carbon atoms, how can it turn back into oil? Besides, it is impossible for water to burn. He said that water burns, but what does water become when it burns? Where do hydrogen and oxygen atoms go? Isn't this a lie? ”

Zheng Baisheng was born in the army, Chinese at the beginning, has little understanding of science and technology, it can be said that there are basically no science and engineering cells, and it is understandable that he does not understand the chemicals such as oil and water. Listening to such a simple and clear explanation from the little junior brother, he also felt that it was a little unreliable.

"But what is the name of the expert Wang who has appeared on TV, newspapers, and appraisal reports from universities...... What...... Oh yes, what is it called water-based fuel. Zheng Baisheng patted his forehead and said.

"It's all a lie, he just used oil and soapy water to make lotion to deceive people, in the sixties there was a group of people in the Northeast who relied on this thing to deceive people, I guess this guy is an accomplice of those people." Geng Wenyang knew the details of this group of people, so he naturally spoke with conclusive words.

"This ......" Zheng Baisheng couldn't help frowning.

If this expert Wang is really a liar and deceived the North Mine Development Zone, once he is held responsible, I am afraid that many people will be implicated. It's just that now he only suspects people based on a few words from his junior brother, but he is a guest of the Municipal Science and Technology Commission, and there are a large number of professors and scholars behind him to endorse him, and he really can't afford to offend a small section-level cadre.

"Senior brother, we don't care if he is a liar or not, if the city arranges this project to the north of the mine, we will have to take care of it." Geng Wenyang has been a human being for two lifetimes, but he can't watch the hard-earned money of his father and fellow villagers being cheated out of it in vain by this ugly liar.

"Okay, I'll talk to Director Zhou about it tomorrow." Zheng Baisheng's confidence is insufficient.

"Senior brother, don't worry. If you have any news, let me know, and I'll be sure to expose him in public. Geng Wenyang said: "I am a senior engineer who relies on chemical industry to eat, and I really want to play a bus driver who has only studied for four years, so it is better to quickly wipe his neck and hang himself, and the province will be embarrassing to many traversers." ”