The Heaven’s Jailer

In the end, Liu Lang took the powerful Rolls-Royce back to the hotel where he was staying. After taking the things, Rolls-Roys sent him to the Beijing International Airport. The ticket back to Nanshan was also handled by Qiang Zhengda’s hand. To be honest, Liu Lang never enjoyed such treatment when he was a young man in the Liu family.

And all this is because of Zhang Tianyi. Until now, Liu Lang did not understand how well Zhang Tianyi was among the rich. Zhang Tianyi has no ability to make a tens of billions of billionaires humble.

However, Liu Lang did not have the slightest jealousy about this, but he was very pleased. Now, under his operation, Zhang Tian has become his righteous teacher and nephew. After the news is completely spread, he is in the metaphysical circle. The status will definitely reach a peak, and then there will be no need to use Zhang Tianyihu to pretend to be powerful.

In the afternoon, Liu Lang returned to Nanshan.

After getting off the plane, Liu Lang did not go home. Instead, he drove to the headquarters of Zhongyu Tourism. He wanted to inquire about the construction of the eco-tourism base. However, when he came to the company, he found that none of the senior officials were present.

Upon asking, I found out that there was trouble on the construction site, and Meng Han and others went to the site.

"What trouble can there be?" Liu Lang looked suspicious. He had asked the big fat rabbit to inform that all the animals in the mountain had been moved to the depths of the Nanshan Mountains. Not to mention tigers and leopards in the construction site, there would not be a pheasant.

At the moment, Liu Lang dialed Meng Han's phone.

"I heard that something went wrong with the project?" Liu Lang asked directly after the phone call.

"A group of mountain people claimed that an old tomb in the barren mountain was their ancestral grave. We were not allowed to construct. Now the construction has stopped. I am on my way to the scene. I will talk to those mountain people immediately after I get there and try to use the lowest price. For the price, let them move the tomb away.” During the call, Meng Han reported the general situation to Liu Lang.

"Okay, then you can talk to the mountain people, you can give a little more money, after all, it is the family's ancestral grave." Liu Lang felt that this shouldn't be a big deal, and with Meng Han's abilities, it can be dealt with. After hanging up, Liu Lang drove home.

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South of Nanshan Mountain, the construction site of Zhongyu Tourism.

The two groups are facing each other.

On one side are the site security personnel headed by Peng Jinhai, and on the other side are mountain people holding various farm tools.

As for Wang Chuang's group of workers, they all gathered in the distance, waiting for orders. After all, this is an employer's dispute, and they are not easy to participate.

In fact, according to Peng Jinhai's past style, the film is about to start long ago. When I thought that when I was mixing up with Pang Song, he was also a fierce general, and when he started fighting, he was never fatal. However, considering his current identity, Peng Jinhai could only suppress the anger in his heart and wait for Meng Han and others to arrive.

About fifteen minutes later, two off-road vehicles drove into the construction site.

Meng Han and other senior officials got out of the car and walked directly to Peng Jinhai.

"Manager Peng, what's the specific situation?" Meng Han asked in a low voice.

"The workers were leveling the land over there just now. There are a few solitary graves in the middle. At first glance, they are the graves that no one wanted for so many years. They were about to push them away. This group of mountain people came, not to mention those graves. It's their ancestral graves. I think these mountain people came for the money. Who can prove that those ancestral graves belonged to them? Ask me to call the police directly and let the police come and arrest these unsophisticated people!" Peng Jinhai said angrily.

Meng Han waved his hand, "Don’t alarm the police. This kind of thing is useless when the police come. They can’t prove that it’s their ancestral grave, and we can’t prove that it’s not their ancestral grave. I'll talk to them first, Mr. Liu. Knowing this, he meant to compensate them some money and let them move the tomb away."

As soon as Liu Lang spoke, Peng Jinhai immediately lost his opinion.

"Okay, let's talk about it first. If it doesn't work, try to find a way. I'll go with you. All these gangsters look bad, and I'm worried that they will do it to you."

Meng Han nodded slightly. Although Peng Jinhai is very arrogant and sometimes prone to getting muddy, he is still very righteous and careful.

Meng Han asked the others to wait behind, and then walked to the group of mountain people one after another with Peng Jinhai.

"My fellow, put down the farm tools first, let's talk if you have anything!" Meng Han said with a smile on his face.

"Talk, we have dug our ancestral graves, there is nothing else to talk about, I think you should be their head, quickly let the workers evacuate, otherwise, we will be welcome." A middle-aged man in his forties The mountain people jumped out and threatened Meng Handao with a bad expression.

"Grass, I want to fight, there are seeds, who is afraid of whom!" Peng Jinhai immediately quit, rolling his arms and sleeves and said.

Meng Han hurriedly signaled Peng Jinhai to stop, and then said as kindly as possible: "My fellow villagers, this barren mountain has been bought by our Zhongyu Travel Co., Ltd. Strictly speaking, every plant and tree here belongs to us, of course! , We don’t know that there will be your ancestral grave here, so let’s give you a certain amount of financial compensation, and you move the grave away."

In Meng Han’s view, these mountain people's trouble was just to get some money. If these graves were moved away, they would buy a few new coffins and bury them in some places in the mountains, and it would cost tens of thousands of dollars at most. Although the development funding of Zhongyu Tourism is a bit tight, tens of thousands of dollars is still affordable.

"Compensation? It is great if you have money. This is the treasure of geomantic omen that we asked the masters to see. The ancestors buried here can bless the younger generations. We will not move out for how much you give." The middle-aged man in the lead is righteous. Said bluntly.

"Return Fuyin to the younger generation, if you really want to have an effect, you have already developed and will stay in the mountains?" Peng Jinhai mumbled.

Meng Han knew that he had encountered a difficult master this time, he thought for a moment, and said: "There are five graves here. I will give you 50,000 yuan. If you buy a new coffin, one will cost you several thousand yuan, and the rest will be compensated for you. Mental loss, how?"

"Five thousand? Do you send a beggar?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said: "Ten million, give us 10 million, and we will move the tomb immediately!"

"Ten million? Have you ever seen what ten million looks like? I want to make a fortune by relying on my ancestors' graves and spend a lifetime! If I were your ancestors, I would feel ashamed." Peng Jinhai could not hold back anymore and shouted stand up.

Meng Han also frowned. These mountain people dare to speak loudly, ten million? Now the development budget of the entire eco-tourism base is only 20 million. Is it obviously impossible to spend half in order to move a few graves!

"You can't give ten million, don't even think about starting work!" The middle-aged man did not scold Peng Jinhai, and sat on the ground, and then ordered the people behind to also sit down. Some people even took out what they had prepared. After eating all kinds of food, some even took out a quilt, spread it on the ground, and fell asleep. It seemed that they were going to fight for a long time here.