Chapter 55: Give Qin Fang a House?

"Director, if this soil is polluted, it will not work, Qingling Village is already very poor, and those roads have only been repaired for a short time."

"Director, the trucks that haul the wasteland are all tens of tons of large trucks, and they are seriously overloaded, and those roads can't withstand the crushing of these cars." "So I firmly oppose it, because they are not here to invest in the people of Qingling Village to live a good life, but to seriously damage the ecological environment of Qingling Village, which is seriously irresponsible for people's livelihood."

Director Wu sent Qin Fang's phone number directly to the so-called investors.

"In the future, if you have anything to do with dumping the wasteland, please ask Qin Fang."

"Good!" The investor agreed.

The investor then said: "Director Wu, I will remember your good, I believe that you can make a lot of money this time, and there will be greater benefits for you in the later stage, if you find something unfavorable to us, I hope you will remind us immediately." ”

"Director Wu, our aim is: we can only succeed, not fail, the profits are amazing, and we cooperate for a win-win situation."

"Okay, since the profits in it are so amazing, then you can contact Qin Fang as soon as possible, right? He doesn't even have a house to live in now, and he still lives in the Beihai City Guest House. Director Wu said this intentionally or unintentionally.

"Okay, this news is critical." The investor immediately agreed.

"However, you must leave evidence for me when you send the house to Qin, otherwise how can I know whether you sent it or not?"

When he said this, Director Wu kept a smile on his face, like a kind person caring about Qin Fang.

"Okay, we'll just take a picture of the real estate deed and send it to you." Investors make decisions.

A deal is negotiated.

Only Qin Fang was in the dark.

"Hello? Are you Mr. Qin? Your homeowner needs you to sign it. On the phone, the female saleswoman made a delicate invitation.

"All you have to do is sign your name and pay for the house, in full." The saleswoman's voice was lifelike and delicate.

"Miss, you're mistaken, I didn't buy a house." Qin Fang hung up directly.

"Is that bastard with the same name as Lao Tzu? Waste of time. After Qin Fang finished scolding, he buried himself in work on the computer again.

"Jingle bell!"

The phone rang again.

It's still the same number just now.

This time it became a man's voice.

"You're mistaken, I didn't buy a house." After speaking, Qin Fang was about to hang up.

"Deputy Director Qin, we saw that it was inconvenient for you to live in a guest house, so we thought about buying you a big house, you just need to come and sign your name, and the signature must be yourself, otherwise how dare you work hard!"

Qin Fang understood this time, and he also knew who bought the house.

Because the investor had already approached him, he refused, so he did this trick.

"Still a big house? I don't even want to do hygiene in a small house. ”

"Smack!"

Qin was too lazy to say, hung up directly, and buried himself in work.

Over the phone.

The investor lies on the large Simmons bed, holding the delicate salesman in his arms.

The investor's name is Heilong, he is tall and big, five big and three thick, sinister and vicious, right, he is called an investor, he is actually a black boss in Beihai City.

Heilong raised a group of people under his hands, and began to pick up some projects in Beihai, and slowly even took projects in other provinces.

As the project grows, the courage begins to grow.

As long as there is money to be made, even if it is illegal, he will do it.

"This Qin Fang is a toast and doesn't eat and drink, be careful that I kill him when I pour it." The black dragon's eyes were blood-red, his eyes were about to split, and he gritted his teeth with hatred for Qin Fang.

The next moment.

The woman on the bed was kicked off the bed by him: "Get out, I don't have time now." ”

"Qin Fang, Lao Tzu will take someone to fill in the lake now, see what you dare to do with Lao Tzu?"

The woman was so frightened that she hurriedly put on her clothes and ran away.

Qingling Village.

At midnight.

The villagers who were tired from the day entered the dream.

Only the child in the production captain's house was changing diapers, and after the child waved his little feet and cried a few times, he held the pacifier, sucked the breast milk, smashed his little mouth a few times, and fell asleep sweetly, with a few drops of white milk sprinkled on his face.

"Little baby, go to sleep Mom's heart!"

The child's mother sang a lullaby softly, and then fell asleep like a child.

Everything is so beautiful.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom!"

"Bang dang!"

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, the wild wagons roared like long dragons, and the deafening sound broke the silence of the night.

Truckloads of waste land were turned back and turned up, up and down again, and so on into the lake.

Some of the waste soil fell directly on the road, and suddenly the dust flew and the smoke was filled.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Qingling Village was shrouded in haze.

The loud noise of the car was earth-shattering, and there was a kind of horror of a landslide cracking the ground.

The people of Qingling Village were woken up, and the grandson of the captain's family was so frightened that he woke up from his sleep at once, and then cried.

"Oh no!"

"Everybody, get up and see!"

"A lot of cars are hauling dirt to fill the lake!"

"Our Qingling Lake!"

"That's the lake that feeds our lives, we rely on it for water and gardening, it's over, it's over, it's over, our life will be more difficult in the future!"

As the people shouted in panic, the more people gathered, and the cries became louder and louder.

But those cars didn't care about the voices of the people, but ran more happily.

Black Dragon pays according to the car, and the more trips the car runs, the more money it makes.

"Let's call Deputy Director Qin quickly, shall we?"

"Yes!"

"Only Deputy Director Qin can save our Qingling Village."

……

Qin Fang, who finally fell asleep, was so startled by the midnight bell that he sat up from the bed suddenly, rubbed his drunken eyes, grabbed his mobile phone randomly, and pressed the answer button with a shocked expression.

"What?"

"Fill the lake?"

"Dozens of cars?"

"Call the police, call the police, call 110, I'll be right away." Qin Fang ordered like crazy on the phone, he felt that he was really crazy, and he was driven crazy by those who had no moral bottom line.

He never dreamed that these people were so mad that they were speechless.

"Secretly filling the lake at night? Who gave them the guts? ”

Qin Fang and the staff of 110 arrived at Qingling Village almost at the same time.

"It was Heilong who asked us to fill it in, and the price he gave was high, and we were willing to work for him." A group of drivers even defended the lawless behavior of the black dragon.

"You are so ignorant, believe it or not, I will immediately let you go to prison and step on the sewing machine?" Qin Fang's tone was stern and angry.

When he heard that Qin Fang was going to send them to the prison to step on the sewing machine, they lost their arrogance one by one.

"Who?"

"Who's so guts?"

"Stand up for me, and I'll see who dares to let Lao Tzu's people go to prison to step on the sewing machine?"

"Lao Tzu has never been afraid of anyone in his life?"