The fat man has been lying in the hospital for too long, so this time he took the initiative to go to the sixth village of Gongnong Village with me. I looked at his shiny eyes and guessed that he still wanted to try his yin and yang eyes.

Guo Yujie and the others won’t join in the fun anymore.

When we arrived at the neighborhood committee of the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, Director Mao had been waiting for us for a long time.

We sat in Director Mao's office, and Director Mao poured tea for us again. The three of them held the teacup. After a while, Director Mao spoke with a wry smile.

"I called to ask about the demolition, mainly because the residents in the community urged me."

As soon as Director Mao said that, the fat man and I were both surprised.

Many people are looking forward to getting rich by demolition, but when the demolition work officially begins, they are not so anxious. They have to negotiate conditions, consider what compensation plan to choose, and also consider the distribution of interests at home. For some people who get rich after demolition, demolition requires careful calculations.

From business negotiations to online shopping, if you are willing to bargain, you cannot show your true attitude first.

If these residents are anxious, our demolition office will have peace of mind.

Director Mao saw our unconcealed surprise and explained in detail: "In fact, the problem lies in the property. The property has not been very concerned about it over the years. There are more or less equipment in our old community, and the property fees cannot be compared with those newly built communities. They cut corners and were perfunctory. Now they know that they are going to demolish and want to change properties, which is to be poor. They probably have to take this right, and the property fees will be collected, and they are even more lazy at work. People in the community want to demolish and move quickly."

I always find this statement a bit far-fetched.

The property in the community is closely related to the lives of the residents of the community, but it only needs property services when something happens. Others such as the maintenance of public areas are no matter how bad it is, if you endure it, you will get less demolition compensation than the small loss, right?

The fat man didn't say anything and slowly drank tea.

I just stared at Director Mao calmly, nodded from time to time, and did not express my opinion.

Director Mao was a little anxious and complained to the property. Seeing our attitude, the complaints finally stopped. She rubbed her forehead and showed a little fatigue.

"Director Mao, don't worry. The demolition work plan is decided by the top leaders, and we can't make decisions, we can only help you react. However, I speculate that in the end, we must follow the overall situation. Otherwise, each plot will have special circumstances, and the work progress will be completely unconsistent, and many places will not be able to coordinate, which will slow down the progress."

Director Mao nodded, "I know, I know that you have difficulties in your work. It's just..."

I waited for Director Mao to tell the truth.

Director Mao sighed, "To be honest, the property is just one side, and on the other hand, because the people in the community are very worried recently. Uncle Wang, Mr. Wang Hongzhang and his wife have scared a lot of people, and those who make explosives have scared many people. Everyone thinks that the community is not very safe now and wants to move out as soon as possible."

"Aren't those two things solved?" I asked.

"The solution is solved, but should we be afraid or afraid. And..." Director Mao hesitated.

"Director Mao, just say it right. This is not the first time we have been dealing with each other," I said.

Director Mao sighed, "Do you know the neighborhood committee director in front of me?"

"That Old Mrs. Zhou." The fat man put down his teacup.

He and Shouzi went to the former neighborhood committee director to inquire about Aoye. After arriving, he learned that the other party had a cerebral infarction not long ago and no one could recognize it and could not answer the question at all.

I also saw Director Zhou in my dream, a fat aunt. But that was twenty years ago, and now I should be an old lady.

Director Mao nodded, "It's Aunt Zhou. She has been infarction for a long time and has not been cured. She suddenly jumped out of bed two days ago and said she was leaving and moving, which scared her daughter. You know, there is that office in our community..."

"Aoba Supernatural Office."

"Yes. You've been asking for it for a long time." Director Mao nodded repeatedly, his expression shrank, "Some time ago, someone said that people there appeared again. Some people think they are haunted."

I can't laugh or cry.

The Qingye people who appeared some time ago must have referred to Gu Mo. He is a living person. Unexpectedly, because of Gu Mo, many people were scared to move.

"What's going on with that old lady Zhou?" I asked again, "Has it been suddenly gone?"

Director Mao shook his head repeatedly, "After calling, she lie down again. Her daughter called an ambulance, and the doctor checked it, but it was still the same. Isn't this a big deal? There are two things that happened before, and the property was making trouble, so everyone couldn't stay."

As he was talking, someone knocked on the door outside.

Director Mao shouted "Please come in". The young girl came in, a staff member of the neighborhood committee.

"Director, here we are again." The girl said helplessly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the noisy outside became louder. Some people squeezed over and saw Director Mao, and immediately shouted.

"Director Mao, you have to solve this matter for us."

"Yes, the pipeline is blocked again, how can we live a life!"

Someone actually recognized the fat man.

"Oh, aren't you the young man from the demolition office?"

In an instant, those people rushed towards the two of us.

"How is your investigation done? Can you demolish it?"

"What kind of investigation is it? That's called investigation."

"Whatever you call it. Comrade, please give us an accurate statement. When will the demolition start?"

Looking at these incredibly enthusiastic uncles and aunts, I could only tell you the work flow explained to Director Mao.

"When will we go?" An uncle in front of the station said dissatisfiedly.

"We have nothing to do, this is what the superiors arrange. We are just small employees and we have to listen to the leaders." I smiled at the few people, "Don't be anxious. After a while, the intention survey was conducted. If the demolition consent rate exceeded the standard, it would definitely be demolished. The consent rate of our land is almost 100%, so don't worry."

"We are not worried about this." The uncle patted his thigh, "Little comrade, you don't know that our community can't live in now. The pipeline is blocked every few days. There are still those evil things..."

The uncle just spoke, and was stabbed by the person next to him. He turned his head, suddenly realized, and hurriedly smiled at me, "You know, you know that...that..."

"That explosion gangster." The aunt next to her added.

The uncle nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that explosionist, we are afraid. Many houses here have been rented out. Who knows who lives there?"

I listened patiently to their complaints and agreed with them, but the same statement about the demolition matters was still the same.

Director Mao stepped forward and finally persuaded the residents to go back. He was already dry and turned around and drank several sips of water.

"Director Mao, tell me the truth, what else is there to be evil?" I asked Director Mao.
Chapter completed!