Chapter 51: Must Smash One's Own Foot

  Many villagers didn't quite understand and listened in a daze.

  "How many square meters of housing will be allocated after demolition and relocation, who has the final say?"

  "How much is the compensation? Is it still the original 38,000 yuan per mu for paddy fields and 33,000 yuan per ping for residential land?"

  The villagers' shouts and questions rose and fell in a cacophony, with no one willing to stop talking. What they cared most about was their own interests, not these rigid requirements.

  "What I'm saying is, all the concerns you have will be addressed by these four candidates under the conditions allowed by national and municipal policies. Even if you demand compensation of 100,000 yuan per square meter, as long as they dare to include it in their proposal and get the support of the villagers without going against the country's or region's overall plan, everything is possible, it just depends on their ability!"

  Wow...

  The crowd burst into a heated discussion, this kind of thing is really unheard of, what's going on here?

  Even Zhang Weifa felt that this plan was quite different from what he knew before, but he heard some doorways in it. The government seemed to put the contradictions in the demolition back to the village, which is true. But they are not afraid, these muddy legs who only open their eyes when they see money, will not drag the construction of the new district to the monkey year.

  He was extremely pessimistic about this fanciful plan.

  The villagers won't consider the overall development of the village, they care about their own land, who gives more money. Now that the district head has spoken out like this, in their eyes, Zhao Zhiqiang, Fu Jinghua, Zhang Jike and even the absent Zhao Tiejun are just four potential gods of wealth...

  In less than ten seconds, the villagers who had come to their senses immediately had a number in mind.

  The plan is secondary, in their view, without money, nothing can be done. So where does the money come from? Obviously, among the four candidates standing on the sidelines, Zhao and Zhang have the greatest competitive power, followed by Fu Jinghua, who has a small phenol factory at home. As for Zhao Zhiqiang, he was directly ignored, his family is poor and has no connections or financial resources, where can he go to pull in sponsorship? Yesterday's words, in the face of this election method, became empty talk, and he had no chance at all.

  "Alas, what a pity! Da Qiang retired from the army and came back just when he was about to make a big move in his career. What he said yesterday really got under my skin! But if we're talking about getting sponsorship, he's definitely going to lose this battle. Who could have come up with such a stupid idea?"

  "Who else? Must be that scoundrel Li De!"

  "He's not even a thing!"

  "Look at that, it's the Zhang and Zhao families' business again. Alas, they have dominated Chang'an Village for thirty years. It seems that this time still can't change the dynasty, nor can it change the sky!"

  "Cut it out! This lousy director, if Da Qiang can't make it, he just can't. We'll go work together outside and won't get bullied around. Otherwise, return the money."

  "It's said that your uncle and the others went out to work, but they haven't come back yet. I heard it's because the developer didn't pay them their wages, so the construction team can't leave!" A middle-aged woman suddenly remembered that her own husband was still outside.

  "That's it, this matter is settled. If you want more money, go find them. If you have any other ideas, also go find them. Whoever you support, discuss your ideas with them, and the new village construction plan that gets the most approval will be implemented after getting the most sponsorship and going through a village-wide election. The person who wins the most votes will be the head of Chang'an Village for the next year!"

  Li De finally found an opportunity to say a word, although his frozen mouth was not very agile, but this was the time to show off, and there were many cadres from the district leadership behind him.

  Although I don't see eye-to-eye with Deputy Director He, after all, he is still the leader in charge of the new district's construction... Let him say it.

  After the meeting was dismissed, Director Yi Nan of Tieshan Street said some encouraging words to Zhang Jike and Fu Jinghua. When he came to Zhao Zhiqiang, he added a very powerful handshake. Zhao Zhiqiang was very surprised. This former town mayor, now street director, didn't recognize him? He Daicheng also congratulated in the same way, just like he had never met Zhao Zhiqiang before...

  Li Shangbo from the district, Jiang Han from the township and Tian Xiuqing from the village took notes on the meeting just now. After putting them into the case for the two elections, the formal campaign activities began.

  Fresh.

  There's a bit of excitement. Like when I was competing in martial arts back then.

  Zhao Zhiqiang took a look at his new phone, the time was around 10 o'clock in the morning, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and his father has not returned yet. There is nothing bought at home, the task is clear: to come up with a plan, find sponsors, and canvass for votes. One month's time is quite tight, but after three years of not returning home, Chinese New Year is also a big deal. After thinking about it, he prepared to leave the village committee and go back home, these three things can be discussed after the holiday.

  Wu Bing anxiously pulled Zhao Zhiqiang over.

  The two of them got into his Peugeot and started talking.

  "Zhiqiang, I didn't expect the district to actually modify the new village renovation plan according to your suggestion. You've really gone and gotten yourself into trouble this time, haven't you? It's like you're trying to drop a big rock on your own foot!"

  He had no idea what Zhao Zhiqiang's real goal was. Without the power to control the village, it would be impossible to control the Lingquan, even if he contracted for thirty years. In the country, contracting rights and operating rights were nothing in the face of a single government order.

  Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, "Gaza brother, don't worry. I, Zhao Zhiqiang, have decided to do something, and there's nothing I can't do. Oh, right, I see you still have a car, sell it to me for 30,000 yuan, and after the new year, help me transfer the ownership. It's inconvenient not having a car. Hehe. Also, if I'm not around, you and Tang Juan can keep an eye on their points, and the rest of the things, I'll figure out a way."

  "Ah? Forget the money, just take the car and it's yours...". Wu Bing was forced to accept 30,000 yuan and stood there in a daze as Zhao Zhiqiang drove away from the village committee compound.

  Wu Bing found Tang Yuan and asked strangely, "Hey, Yuanzi, did Daqiang make a fortune or something? He repaid his debts the day before yesterday, now he's spending 30,000 yuan!"

  Tang Huan shook his head.

  On the way back to Erdao Street, a dozen or so households from the Zhang family walked and talked together.

  "Hehe, Jike, this campaign method and condition are very beneficial to you. Not to mention others, just the few relatives of ours doing business in Linzhou can fill up your sponsorship fund. If we really get the usage right of the village land, hehe, even 10 million is possible!"

  "Impossible, Third Uncle, this is a remote area on the outskirts of the city, it has no development value at all."

  "Worthless? How is that possible, haven't you heard that Lao Zhao's family member who works in construction has a connection with some company under the famous Dongya Group in Quanbang City? If this land wasn't profitable, would they have come?"

  "What? Didn't Zhao Guangming run away and get into trouble?"

  "That was because they didn't divide the spoils evenly, Zhao Guangming had already filled his own pockets first."

  ……

  Zhao Zhiqiang didn't go home first, but instead drove his car to every corner of the nearly 9 square kilometers of familiar land, turning around for a whole morning. Where the car couldn't reach, he got out and observed carefully. After becoming more familiar with this land, he already had a rough blueprint in mind.

  As he passed by the village committee entrance, Zhang Jikai, who happened to be returning to the village committee to look for Jiang Han, saw him driving past.

  "Cut, a high school dropout like you, dares to argue with me? You're not even qualified!" Zhang Jike seemed to have already seen Zhao Zhiqiang's defeated appearance.

  Thanks for the reward from Qingfeng brother.