Hundreds of people, hundreds of umbrellas, and hundreds of disdainful and indifferent faces stared at Jia Chenghao in the rain.

It was a really restless night.

Along with the night wind, the rain slapped on hundreds of umbrellas.

The muddy road soiled everyone's shoes.

Jia Chenghao looked down at the pair of crocodile leather shoes he just bought, feeling even more irritable.

"How may I call you?"

"My name is Maliqiang, just call me Xiaoma."

"Okay, pony, if I remember correctly, about half a month ago, our company had arranged for someone to go to your village to communicate, and both parties were satisfied, right?"

The young man named Maliqiang nodded and smiled.

"Then what do you mean now?"

Jia Chenghao suddenly accentuated his tone, his fat face was not angry and pretentious.

As the owner of a five-star hotel, he naturally has the dignity he should have.

The middle-aged manager in charge of the construction site safety project came over, holding an umbrella in his hand, and hurriedly opened it for the boss.

Jia Chenghao turned his head and glared at him, with a strong sense of warning.

As a safety manager, it is natural to be responsible for such a big incident under his leadership.

But what disgusted Jia Chenghao the most was not this, but what he heard from the injured employee just now, saying that the three of them besieged hundreds of people.

This is a bit of a bullshit.

Jia Chenghao is not a good man and a believer. Before he officially made his fortune, he was also a gangster at the bottom. He was the most loyal brother.

At this time, I heard that my three employees were surrounded by hundreds of rural people and beat them, while my other employees stood by and watched.

This * violated Jia Chenghao's taboo.

They are all living with him. Jia Chenghao is quite ashamed of this kind of behavior of a dead monk but not a poor man.

"Our meaning is very simple. We have already agreed on the way here. You Cheng Yude wants to build a branch here. You can, but you must give us corresponding compensation. You must know that you drive to and from every day, we The road at the entrance of the village will soon be run over. Your construction waste has made this place a mess, and the quality of our living environment has seriously deteriorated. This also needs to be compensated. Noise pollution, environmental pollution... If you count all of these , each household will be given 1 yuan, isn’t it a bit small?” The young man obviously had already written the manuscript, and he was talking non-stop, but his expression was still smiling.

Damn, 1 yuan is too little?
When Lao Tzu is engaged in charity?
Jia Chenghao slandered in his heart, but the expression on his face was unmoved, "Then tell me, how much money is appropriate?"

The young man pursed his lips, held the umbrella in one hand, and gently raised the other hand, stretched out into the rain outside the umbrella, and spread five fingers, "This number, as long as Boss Jia agrees today, I will take people back immediately. It's been fine since then."

Five fingers, that is fifty thousand.

Jia Chenghao's nose was crooked when he was almost angry. Do you think I'm a money-spreading boy?

"This number is a bit too much." Jia Chenghao said with a fake smile.

The young man spread his hands and shrugged, "Then there is no need to discuss this matter. Today is just the first time. We will come every day in the future. If Boss Jia keeps not agreeing, then it may not be once a day in the future. , morning, noon and evening, definitely more punctual than eating."

Although the young man holding a blue umbrella had a relaxed tone, the words he said made Jia Chenghao furious.

Autumn rains.

Under the night sky, people's emotions became high.

Confronted with hundreds of people on the other side, Jia Chenghao didn't panic at all. He touched his coat pocket and found that he didn't bring a cigarette when he got off the car. The middle-aged manager next to him immediately took out his own Zhonghua cigarette and handed it over. After lighting the lighter, Jia Chenghao spat out Taking a breath of smoke, his bald head after being soaked in rain looked a little funny, but at this moment there was no funny expression on his face, on the contrary, he was very serious.

He said: "When I was on the way here, I was thinking about how to deal with today's matter. I thought about it all the way, and finally thought, since you have already received 1 yuan from me, you still dare to come to provoke me. There are only two possibilities. First, the result of our initial negotiation was actually a false positive, that is to say, from the very beginning, you were playing tricks on me. But I think this possibility is unlikely. Personally, I think it is more inclined to the second option , during this half month, someone should have looked for you... right?"

The young man on the opposite side was slightly astonished for a moment, then smiled and said nothing.

Jia Chenghao continued: "But no matter what the possibility is, if you beat my person today, there must be an explanation for this matter. Let's not mention [-] or [-], let's talk about how you plan to compensate me ?”

Fights between rural people have always been hot-headed, no matter what the law is, there is no mercy.At this time, Jia Chenghao emphasized this point, and they became a little nervous.

They can ignore everything when beating someone, but it doesn't mean they can avoid the consequences after beating someone.

Jia Chenghao turned around and walked towards the three injured employees.

The middle-aged manager held an umbrella and hurriedly followed.

In front of the three employees, Jia Chenghao hugged one of the shoulders, turned to the young man, pointed to the person in his arms, and pointed to the opposite side, "Is it public or private?"

The honest-looking employee in his arms was immediately flattered, opened his mouth to say something, but finally said nothing, straightened his back, and glared.

The night soaks the rain into black.

Above the sky, dark clouds were gloomy.

The distant horizon is woven with electrical grids.

The roar came suddenly.

The young man shrugged.

He didn't answer the question.

It means that he has no intention of solving this problem.

"There's nothing to talk about?" Jia Chenghao's face darkened, like dark clouds in the sky.

"Damn it!" Suddenly, an employee shouted behind him.

Then, there was one roar after another.

"***! Too much bullying!"

"Boss! We listen to you! As long as you say fight, I will tell them not to leave here today!"

"Yes! We listen to the boss!"

There are probably nearly [-] employees on the construction site, and there are no more than [-] rural people who come here to make troubles and make troubles. The combat effectiveness is very different.

At the beginning, when three of his employees were being bullied, none of them stood up.It was not until the employee was injured that they stepped forward to persuade him.

But now, they expressed their opinions one after another, all eager to fight, showing full of loyalty.

This is really a great irony.

Jia Chenghao secretly sighed inwardly.

To fight, or not to fight?

As the owner of a five-star hotel, he knows very well in his heart that if this matter becomes a big problem, it will not do any good to his project, on the contrary, it will cause more harm.

Those who do engineering are afraid of inspection by the security inspection department.If things get so troublesome, the upper-level leaders will be alarmed.Then his project may be postponed indefinitely.This is also the reason why the atmosphere is tense at this time, but the police have not arrived for a long time.

Because the first thing the security manager said after he came over was to tell everyone, 'Don't call the police, it's best to solve it privately. '

But Jia Chenghao couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

To fight, or not to fight?

Suddenly, more than a dozen lights appeared in the distance in the rainy night.

These lights are getting closer.

People turned their heads to look.

Jia Chenghao stood on tiptoe, took a look in the distance, and found that it was the lights of several cars.

He frowned and turned his head, and asked the middle-aged manager next to him who was holding an umbrella, "Who called the police?"

The middle-aged manager shook his head like a rattle, "Probably not, I have already explained when I came here, don't call the police."

"Should?" Jia Chenghao sneered, thinking, you should change your position as a manager.

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