Chapter 35 Please Have a Seat

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  Jin Zun Entertainment City. The huge golden-colored words are very eye-catching even in the daytime.

  In the south of the city, on Baoxing Street, there was a large amusement park. The little yellow-haired kid who had been thrown into the ditch by Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhao Tiejun's sidekick, was now handing out money to people waiting in line.

  "Guang Sheng Uncle, you dare to speak directly, Fourth Brother said you performed the best, give 1,000!"

  "Ah."

  The fifty-year-old man standing in front of Li Yuan smiled and took over the 1,000 yuan, slowly counting it.

  "Zhao Tiezhu did a good job too, dared to speak with the municipal party secretary, 500."

  "Li Ping, you haven't even farted! Always sneaking behind people's backs, two hundred times!"

  "Wang Xiaosan, you're pretty good, 300!"

  ……

  The scene of nearly two hundred people made Zhu Zijun, who had just walked out of the underground casino in the entertainment city, somewhat incomprehensible.

  When did KTV become so lively during the day?

  The underground casino is open all day.

  Zhu Zijun lost over ten thousand again, and now he didn't even have a single penny on him. With a dejected look on his face, he was about to leave when he noticed something unusual. Being the quick-witted person he usually was, he immediately hid to the side to observe.

  Soon, from Huang San's words, he heard it out.

  These people all went out to make a scene, each person getting 200 to 500 yuan in benefits.

  "What's going on? These two hundred people are making a scene, aren't they going to demolish the nail house again?"

  Zhu Zijun's eyes rolled, and he came up with a plan. He took out his phone, turned off the flash, and took dozens of photos of the scene where money was being handed over. Huang Mao and Bai Haijun, also known as Bai Zhantang, were also present. Later, even that "Fourth Brother" showed up.

  Zhao Tiejun

  Zhu Zijun was also acquainted with him before, they were high school classmates of the same grade but different classes.

  That year he and Zhiqiang dropped out of school together after a fight.

  Now this kid has made a big shot. Partnered with Bai Ge, he became the boss of this venue. The appearance fees, site fees, protection fees and so on are all managed by him.

  "Hmph, I've been cheated out of tens of thousands! If this continues, I'll have to sell my old man's scrap-collecting car!" Zhu Zijun took multiple-angle sneak shots of Zhao Tiejun. Although they were temporarily useless, it was his habit to keep them in reserve, as one never knows when they might come in handy.

  "Zhao Zhiqiang, what are you going to use to compete with me? Secretary Li of the Municipal Committee praised me in front of so many people, and District Chief and Street Secretary Zeng also heard it. With this impression score, he... gave it away for nothing." Zhao Tiejun said proudly to his subordinates, but in his heart, he was thinking that he should find a chance to get back at him soon. He had already been beaten once and became the candidate for village director, and now he was regretful of his own mistake.

  "Hey! Jun, what are you sneaking around doing?"

  When Zhu Zijun's slender and weak figure is hidden in the crowd, it can't be seen.

  But the people who had received their money had almost all left, leaving behind twenty or so. The large hall was now empty, and he suddenly heard Zhao Zhiqiang's name again, so he was taken aback for a moment before smiling wryly.

  "Hehe, I was just about to go find Fourth Brother."

  "Haha, have you lost all your money again? Borrowing?" Huang San, with his hair dyed yellow, looked at him with a mischievous grin.

  Zhao Tiejun's expression was indifferent, and he said coldly, "Zhu Zhijun, you owe about 700,000 yuan now, don't you? How do you plan to pay back this money? The interest is piling up, it's not worth it for you. I'll give you a way out, your family has that piece of land on the side of Tou Dao Street, which your dad uses to pile up junk. Why not sell it to me at market price and I'll make up the difference?"

  "It won't work, Fourth Brother! That's what my dad left for my brother, and this time the demolition compensation is counting on it to give my brother money to marry a wife and buy a house!"

  "Hmm, Cheng, it's up to you this time, how much are you planning to borrow again?"

  Zhao Tiejun took a drag on the cigarette handed to him by his subordinate, raised an eyebrow and curled up the corner of his mouth, he didn't have a good impression of this gambler.

  "Oh, I won't lend it for now, today is really unlucky, lost too badly, come back tomorrow."

  Zhu Zijun asked Huang San for a cigarette and after smoking it, he tightened his clothes in a sly manner.

  "Fourth brother, I'll head back first, and I will definitely pay you back."

  "Hurry up, I've got a whole bunch of brothers waiting for Chinese New Year!"

  Zhao Tiejun kicked Zhu Zijun hard!

  Zhu Zijun took advantage of the opportunity to escape from the largest song and dance hall, with cold sweat dripping all over his body.

  "It was close! The pit that almost got me, no way!"

  Muttered a few curses in his heart, thought for a moment, raised his hand to hail a taxi, but found he didn't have a single penny on him.

  "Let's go find brother!"

  Zhu Zijun thought for a moment, then turned around and ran towards the direction of Chengnan District. He occasionally hailed a taxi, but it was not easy to get one on the eve of Chinese New Year when everyone was rushing home with their purchases. Fortunately, Xinshi Hospital was not too far away, so he had to jog all the way out of Baoxing Street.

  Zhao Tiejun sent away his underlings and walked into Bai Haijun's office.

  "Five hundred thousand, one leg; three hundred and ten thousand, one arm; a half-paralyzed vegetable, five million." A man with a pale face and a scar on the side of his cheek sat in front of Zhao Tiejun and quoted this price.

  "Alright, Bai Ge, I'm counting on you," Zhao Tiejun said with a smile. "Just two legs will do. Here's the kid's photo, I've sent it to your phone."

  "Alright, I'll arrange it for you. That person is a quick and nimble expert on the road, a seasoned traveler."

  ……

  The conference room of Chang'an Village Committee.

  Dozens of people were packed together.

  District Secretary Gu Mei Yun, Deputy District Mayor He Da Cheng, and Street Politics and Law Secretary and Deputy Director Xu Shu Lin sat in the main seat opposite the old conference table.

  A bit sissy, baby-faced Zhang Jike, director of public security and militia company commander, tall and powerful Hu Jun, a forty-year-old rural woman dressed as Director Liu Caiyun with a lot of fat, and village clerk and accountant Tian Xiuqing, a thin and tall middle-aged man in his thirties with a pair of bright eyes, who rushed back from his father-in-law's house after going out.

  All four incumbent village committee members have arrived, and except for Zhao Guangming who ran away, the original village committee member Zhang Weifa is missing, and the village committee personnel are almost complete.

  Here, Zhang Jike and Hu Jun are party members, Wu Bing is the village representative of Guomu Gou, Fu Jinghua is the representative of Fujiawopu with more than 90 households, Zhangjiazhuang, Sijia's Zhang Jixue, Sun Xiang are all here, missing are Zhao Tiejun from Tou Dao Street and Li Yun from Er Dao Street, heard they went to the scene at the Municipal Government Square.

  "Zhao Zhiqiang, just sit in the director's seat and you'll be fine. It will also make it easier for you to talk with Secretary Gu and the others." Tian Xiucheng, who was the oldest among them, had already noticed that Zhao Zhiqiang seemed to know these big leaders who came, so as soon as they entered, he directly pushed Zhao Zhiqiang into the central seat facing Gu Meiyun. Next to him was the empty seat of Zhang Weifa, the branch secretary. On the other side was the empty seat of Deputy Director Ma.

  Zhao Zhiqiang didn't want to sit there, it wasn't proper, at least not now.

  After a few polite words, he was pushed into his seat by Hu Jun, Wu Bing and Liu Caiyun.

  "Hehe, Comrade Zhao Zhiqiang, please sit down. We're not at a UN negotiation here, no need to be so formal." Gu Mei Yun used the term "comrade" and also "you". Although she had some minor complaints about Zhao Zhiqiang now, she didn't dare to be too presumptuous, after all, Old Li's face was at stake!

  Listen to the tone of this comrade, he's still okay, both inside and outside the party are called like that, but this "you" character is really overdone!