Rebirth Game Tycoon

The fat grandma looked at the thick stack of contracts, and the thin monkey man with a hypocritical smile in front of her, with an instinctive sense of vigilance in her heart.

"Leader, I don't know how to read! If I don't wait for my grandson to come back, I will ask someone again and discuss with him." Grandma Fatton said politely.

This was originally a polite sentence, but the monkey-like middle-aged man was not happy anymore, and sneered: "Talk about it! You think I don't know! Your grandson is stupid, how many words can he know? Hurry up. Press your handprint and promise not to lose you!"

When Grandma Fatton heard these words, she felt angry and didn't want to cooperate. The old man shrank her hands tightly and put her back behind her back.

The monkey-like middle-aged man saw the grandmother's face full of vigilance, his face suddenly sank, and his face was full of disgust and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to read, I'll ask someone to recognize it!"

Having said that, the monkey-like middle-aged man waved his hand at the surrounding neighborhood and pointed to one of the fat uncles and said: "Old grandson, come over and read to her. I am always confused and ignorant. I don’t know yet!"

The old grandson pointed at by the monkey-like middle-aged man is also a neighborhood in this area. He is an employee of the second factory and an honest man. He didn't dare to offend the monkey-like middle-aged man, so he hurriedly got in.

Lao Sun, of course, recognizes these people. This monkey-like guy is no ordinary person. He is Hou Jianjun, the brother-in-law of the factory director Zhao Yuanchao, and the big owner of Chunmanyuan Hotel. This time he is responsible for the demolition of the commercial street project. .

Under Hou Jianjun’s guidance, Lao Sun read aloud the contents of the contract in public, “Legal expropriation of the residential building located in the commercial street project, according to the same area of ​​1.2 times, the compensation will be allocated to a set of Guihua Road residential..."

"How about? Old lady, I didn't bluff you! You can live in a new house or move to a big house with a handprint. What are you still inking?" Hou Jianjun exclaimed impatiently.

Grandma Fatton heard it dubiously, still reluctant to sign and press her handprint, but shook her head and said, "I have to wait for my grandson to come back."

Hou Jianjun frowned and said, "Go and ask! They all signed it. This street will be demolished soon. If you don't sign, don't blame me if the house is pushed!"

Hou Jianjun's attitude was rude, because he looked down on this family at all, a dying old woman, a stupid fat man, not even the lowest level of workers. Isn't this kind of people letting his boss Hou squeeze round?

The neighbors around watched in silence, all silent.

Many of them have indeed signed demolition contracts and agreed to move their families to the new house on Guihua Road.Anyway, the houses were distributed by the factory. Later, the symbolic payment of the money became their own commercial house. There was a new house to live in and the area was still large. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

Although the location on Guihua Road is far worse than here, the factory is so big, everyone is familiar with it, and it takes a few stops.

And the most important thing is that this area is filled with ordinary workers in the factory. The transformation of this commercial street is something the leaders of the factory have to do. Who dares to offend the leaders!In case of being laid off because of this, the whole family will be hungry.

Therefore, many workers' families are in the factory, and the demolition agreement was signed in the workshop office, and there was no chance to resist.

When it's Fat Dun's turn, the situation is special.The chubby parents are considered martyrs who died on duty, and the factory paid a pension back then.But because of age and IQ problems, Pang Dun did not enter the factory to inherit his parents' position, and the efficiency of the factory in the past few years has been up and down, and there is no intention to hire workers.

That's why Hou Jianjun brought someone to the door to do work for Grandma Fatton and asked their family to sign the demolition contract.

Hou Jianjun gave a wink and glared at the old grandson, who had to bite the bullet and said, "Puddy grandma, you can sign it! It's okay, we all signed it, everyone has arrived at the new home, it is far away. If it’s too late, I’ll still be neighbors and take care of each other!"

Granny Fatty glanced around, all her faces were numb.

The old man raised his head and suddenly asked: "Leader, if I move house and this small shop is gone, what will the grandparents eat and drink?"

Grandma Fatton looked dim-eyed, but she was not confused. An old woman with a silly grandson, no one in the factory to work and eat public meals at home, this small house is their place to live, if it is demolished , Grandparents and grandchildren drink northwest wind!

As soon as this statement came out, the neighbors all around had sympathetic eyes.

A few brave ones immediately spoke out.

"Yeah! You moved the grandparents and grandchildren to Guihua Road, what do they eat and drink? This factory can't solve it?"

"Pangdun's family is a family of martyrs, the factory must be properly arranged, otherwise it will drive people to death."

Everyone was talking babbledly, but in fact, many households were quite dissatisfied, they just used the Fat Dun family to break their thoughts.

Hou Jianjun just took the house, no matter whether the grandfather and grandson were dead or alive. Hearing the noise of the people around him, he was annoyed to death. He pinched his nose and sneered, "It's all noisy! Old lady, don't you sign? Deliberately sing against the leaders of the factory. Don’t blame me when the house is pushed! I will put it here. Within a week, if your family doesn’t sign this, I will let you stay in the factory!"

Hou Jianjun shouted so, the neighbors around were very angry, this turtle sun is too arrogant, so cruel to an old man, too arrogant!

Otherwise, why big state-owned enterprises like Liufang gradually withdrew from the stage of history and became a forgotten corner because it is too closed and too backward.

Hundreds of thousands of people are confined in such an almost enclosed space. They only know that they work hard every day, obey the leadership’s arrangements, and are ignorant of the new changes in the outside world. Otherwise, they are passively accepted and gradually become passive. A group of people abandoned by the times.

People like Hou Jianjun used such brutal methods to force the families of martyrs to demolish. If they were placed in later generations, it would be a stupid approach. But in Liufang in 1998, he really had such confidence that he dared to be so arrogant.

Hou Jianjun's strange eyes rolled, his gaze swept around fiercely.

The discussion in the crowd quickly weakened, and every worker who was swept by him, whether men, women, young or old, dared not speak.

In fact, if anyone is really not afraid of him, they will not take the initiative to sign the relocation agreement.

The rough demolition agreement did not bring many substantial benefits to the families of the workers who were demolished. Everyone was just afraid of getting into trouble.

And the so-called leaders in the factory are using these invisible and intangible terms to quietly erode the rights and interests of the workers and satiate their blood and sweat.

Grandma Chubby looked at these menacing villains, her muddy old eyes weeping silently.

She didn't dare to fight with fate, but was sad in her heart. Why did her life suffer so much? In order to save the property in the factory, both her son and daughter-in-law were buried in the fire. But in the end, this huge factory was so ugly to their orphans. Face.

"What are you crying, and you didn't rob your house, can a boss like Hou treat you badly? The old woman should stop crying and put her handprint on the contract so that we won't have to run another trip next time. "A Ma Zai next to Hou Jianjun came up, and while speaking, he was about to pull the old lady's hand and press it into the tin box containing the ink pad.

This group of people seems to have been prepared long ago, and they must take down their home today!

It is too shameless to make it clear that he is going to bully the orphan old lady!The neighbours in the neighborhood were angry, but unfortunately they either had already signed the contract or were about to sign the contract. The distribution right of their house was in the hands of Hou Jianjun, and no one could hardly talk.

Of course, the fat grandma refused to be pulled by this person to press her handprints. The old man was frightened, and the whole person shrank back sharply.

Seeing that the old lady had fallen, Hou Jianjun couldn't help frowning, and said coldly: "What's the matter? You want to ruin someone?"

The Ma Tsai who stretched out his hand did not help the old man, but stood aside and said, "Old things, rely on the old and sell the old, act, continue acting!"

The neighbors around him can't stand it anymore. Several men have gloomy faces, and they roll up their sleeves to move forward, but are held back by their own wife. Didn't you see Hou Jianjun bringing someone here?It's a big loss to be strong now!

Just when everyone’s anger was about to reach its climax, the little horse who stood in front of the old lady but did not reach out to support each other suddenly felt that the top of his head was dark, something blocked the light from behind, and then I feel that the eyes of everyone around me have changed when looking at me.

Immediately afterwards, before he felt cold all over, he was choked by a big hand.

boom!

The hapless little Ma Zai only felt a huge force coming from his neck, and before he understood what was happening, the stubborn face came into close contact with the concrete floor.

The crowd was in an uproar, and some in the crowd covered their mouths and applauded.

It's Fat Dun is back!

Without saying a word, Fat Dun pressed his head to kill, unstoppable, and directly stunned the cheap little Ma Tsai.

Immediately afterwards, Fat Dun stared with blood-red big eyes, turned and rammed Hou Jianjun.

Before Hou Jianjun could react to what was going on, his thin body was already in mid-air, and he felt that the sky was spinning, then his body lightened and flew out lightly.

A beautiful shoulder fall, resolved President Hou neatly.