Central.

Department of Public Works.

It is a first-level department under the Development Bureau, which is responsible for urban development planning and housing and lands, which is the predecessor of the later Lands Department, such as land transfer, public housing construction, parks, etc

"Ding, ding, ding."

Office of the Administrator.

The Director of Public Works, Bu Pei, was wearing a suit and holding a pen, and was signing documents, when he heard the phone ringing and reached out to answer it: "Hello." ”

"Bu sir."

"I'm He Dingxian."

He Dingxian sat in the restaurant, holding a cigar and holding a phone in front of the window.

Bu Pei was stunned at first, but immediately reacted and said loudly: "He sir, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

"There's a little thing, can you take some time at noon to chat with Chaofu Restaurant?"

He Dingxian's voice was full of laughter.

"No problem."

Bu Pei agreed very happily: "I am very honored to have the opportunity to meet with He Sir." ”

"Then twelve o'clock, see you or leave."

Ho Ting-yin glanced at the clock on the wall of the box, the hands were already half past eleven, and Bu Pei hurriedly closed the papers, tidied up his clothes, and then picked up the car keys and left the office. Normally, the disciplined services have little contact with the executive branch, especially the public office with great power and high status such as the Public Works Department.

You must know that the Public Works Department is also the Land Bureau and the Planning Bureau, and any city is a first-class fat shortage.

Although Ho Ting-yin himself does not have much friendship with Bu Pei, the Oriental Group and Fok Xiantang Real Estate often deal with the Public Works Department, which involves a lot of interests, and the Secretary for Public Works will definitely sell a big face.

Moreover, Ho Sir is a senior officer of the disciplined forces, and unlike those big bosses, sitting in front of the Director of Public Works is not a junior brother, and his status is faintly higher.

There are some things that real estate bosses can't do, but for He Sir, it's a meal, a word.

Midday.

Twelve o'clock.

Bu Pei was already dressed in a suit and leather shoes, hurried to the restaurant, led by the waiter to the door of the box, and saw He sir with two escorts at the door of the station to greet him, and hurriedly bent down to shake hands, and said with a smile: "He sir." ”

"Fortunately."

"Fortunately."

He Dingxian held his hand and said sincerely: "Thank you Sir for your face, please come in!" ”

"Okay."

Bu Pei nodded heavily, and when he saw Qiu De, who was accompanying him, he bowed his head slightly, revealing a familiar look.

The two patronized the relationship between the banquets, and did not talk about any serious topics, but Bu Pei has been in the political arena for many years, how can he not understand that He Sir must ask for a banquet? So after more than 40 minutes, after eating and drinking, Fang smiled and said, "Did He Sir encounter any difficulties in the real estate industry?" ”

"As long as it doesn't violate the regulations of the PCPD, I will definitely help."

If you don't violate the ordinance, why do you have to ask the Commissioner to do it?

He Dingxian smiled and didn't speak, poured a cup of tea and put it on the turntable, and gently turned to Bu Pei: "I won't tell you, Bu Sir, it's not that I'm in trouble in the real estate industry, it's that the villagers in the New Territories have some opinions about Ding Quan." ”

"Huh?"

Bu Pei thought it was a trivial matter, but when he heard Ding Quan's expression in the New Territories immediately change suddenly, he raised his vigilance: "What happened to the New Territories?" If you have a problem, you can communicate well, and don't use the old way to deal with it, it will be harmful to the New Territories. ”

Ho Ting-yin was amused by the ghost's nervousness and shook his head: "The construction industry knows that the villagers in the New Territories have the right to build houses, and they have joined forces to deliberately raise the price of building houses in the New Territories and sell building materials at high prices, which has made many people in the New Territories miserable. ”

"You also know that the villagers in the New Territories have land, but they don't have money in their pockets. You can't be deceived by those black-hearted builders, but the police force can't help with market behavior. I can only hope that Busir can help out. ”

The more Bu Pei listened, the more confused he became, and he couldn't help asking, "How can I help?" ”

"Blowing the wind in the market and tightening the approval of Ding Quan, the builder will not sell materials at a high price." He Dingxian's mouth was full of nonsense, but Bu Pei saw the clouds and fog, and understood in his heart: "He sir, don't worry." ”

"I will definitely help the villagers in the New Territories with all my heart."

He Dingxian laughed loudly: "Hahaha." ”

"Bu sir."

"Cheers."

Bupe got up to clink glasses with him, and both of them were very happy.

He Dingxian took the empty cup, and even said with a smile: "I really hated to meet Sir Bu a few years ago, if I had known Sir Bu a few years earlier, I would definitely seal a big red envelope as a thank you gift." Unfortunately, the Force is a disciplined force and cannot afford to do this again. ”

"He sir joked, it is my duty to serve the citizens, and it is my fault that I need to let He sir communicate for the villagers." Bupei's face was slightly drunk, and his smile was obscene.

Qiu De even stood up and handed out a VIP card with both hands: "Bu sir, a new private club opened by the Oriental Group, this is an experience card, which is some massage and catering services, it shouldn't be considered a bribe, right?" ”

"No, no." Bupei's eyes lit up.

"The Eastern Group is also the first time to run a club, and I hope that Busir will have time to correct it."

Qiu De even put the card in Bupei's hand.

He Dingxian said with a smile: "The experience card is not valuable, if it is all considered bribery, is the ICAC still busy?" ”

"Haha."

The experience card is really worthless, what is really valuable is the status and power of the cardholder.

He Dingxian wants to collect the right to settle in the New Territories, and he doesn't need to wrestle with the villagers in the New Territories or the real estate boss. Those who have power, as long as they are a little willful, will be approved by the card.

Those people in the New Territories who hold power are asking him to take the right to Ding!

Bupei didn't understand it at first, but then he realized that the excuse was really unreasonable, but unfortunately, the world is not driven by reason, but by interests.

As long as there is interest.

Night.

With the idea of seeing the world, Bu Pei drove alone to the Oriental Hall in Pokfulam, made a phone call in advance to make an appointment, and when he arrived at the door, someone helped park the car, and then took the shuttle bus to the manor-style building.

The lobby on the first floor, completely Chinese style, can be described as antique, strong literary temperament.

There are not only small bridges and flowing water, but also a small stage, where artists are dancing gracefully in ancient costumes and dancing in the clouds with long sleeves. Although Bupei is a ghost, he suddenly finds that he likes Chinese culture very much.

The swaying posture, the graceful dance steps, the small waist, the big one.

It turns out that the culture and art of the world are so connected, and it turns out that he is really artistically talented

That night, he not only found a box of gold bars in the VIP room, but also took two art classes and worshipped four female artists as teachers. Art itself is flattery, flattery, and power is specially for those in power, and it can even be said that culture is germinated by power.

These are two completely different cores from the grassroots culture born at the bottom, so they are more accepted and recognized by the mainstream, and the interpretation power of the mainstream is in the hands of those in power. There are often more artists in high society, or artists often need celebrities, and the same is true for the endorsement of high-ranking officials.

This hall is not run by He Sir, he himself does not reject similar things, but he doesn't like it even more, and it is completely regarded as a social operation rule. He let the shopkeeper Qiu handle it single-handedly, but not to mention anything else, he really got a lot of commercial benefits.

Ghosts like to experience Chinese culture, Yan Xiong, Chen Zichao, Qian Weishan and others often go to experience European and American culture, Chen Lidu occasionally comes to wash a foot and investigate the average size of white girls.

New Territories.

Tsuen Wan.

Inside the door of the Hong Kong government office and the Office of the Secretary for Public Works in the New Territories, a burst of curses suddenly sounded: "Fuck you, dead ghost!" Bullying people, there were still people who were approved for Ding Quan last week, why did they suspend Ding Quan approval today? ”

"You dare to bully the people of the New Territories, be careful of being beheaded when you walk at night!"

Several villagers sitting on the bench in the corridor got up anxiously when they heard this: "What's the matter?" ”

"Ding Quan can't do it?"

Villagers from outside who had come to apply for Ding Quan rushed in and surrounded the door of the office.

The resident of the Public Works Department was also frightened when he saw a group of villagers shouting and shouting to kill when they were not happy, but he still reassured the villagers loudly according to the document: "Everyone, don't panic, Ding Quan's application can still be handled as usual, but the approval time limit will be a little longer." ”

"Recently, the Public Works Department has found a number of cases of falsely reporting his age and forging identity documents to defraud Ding Quan."

"As we all know, all the land in the New Territories belongs to the people of the New Territories, and one piece is less than one piece, in order to ensure the interests of all the villagers in the New Territories. The Public Works Department has strengthened the approval process, which takes longer to process. ”

This passage is indeed convincing, and the reputation of the Public Works Department has been quite good in recent years, and the villagers present have no anger to make trouble.

"Those who apply can continue to come in, and the trouble that has been handled will go home and wait for news, and after the approval of the Ministry of Works, they will call and send an official notice to collect the title deed." The resident of the Department of Public Works said: "Please understand. ”

"Alright, alright, come back in a few days."

Some villagers sighed.

"Fuck you."

"I want the title deed now, or I'll smash your office."

There are also hot-tempered people who refuse to agree.

"Get out of the way."

"Wait two more days and you won't die, hurry up and flash, let's submit the application procedures." But someone immediately refuted that the villagers couldn't organize together at all. Although the villagers of the New Territories have always been the most powerful people on Hong Kong Island, after the urbanization of the New Territories, the clan system has indeed been disintegrated and weakened to a certain extent.

The Public Works Department did not restart the approval process a few days later, on the contrary, the week quickly dragged on to a month, and more and more villagers could not get the title deed, and after the relevant news flowed to the capital market, the price of Ding warrants plummeted.

Because the Ding warrant that cannot be cashed out is actually a piece of waste paper.

The longer the approval process drags on, the more the price of Ding rights will fall endlessly.

Tsuen Wan.

Lu's ancestral hall.

Lu Hanwen was wearing a T-shirt with dark skin, strode to the tea room, and said in an anxious tone: "Brother Tao, the price of a square foot of land has fallen to three hundred and eighteen, and in just one month, the family has lost millions of Hong Kong dollars. ”

"We can't let the price of land go down anymore."

"This is cutting the flesh of the villagers of the New Territories!"

Lu Hantao wore a black robe, sat in the tea room, and beckoned lightly: "What's the hurry, sit down and drink tea together." It's not just the Lu family that has fallen, it's the land price of the entire New Territories that has fallen, and the ghost guy wants to find trouble. ”

"Have we ever been afraid of the New Territories?"

There is a black mole on the corner of Lu Hantao's mouth, and in a few years, the two hairs have grown longer and longer, accompanied by that condescending look, there is really a domineering spirit that is not angry and self-threatening.

(End of chapter)