mtl008 Chapter 699: Tear down, tear down, tear down!
Chapter 699: Tear down, tear down, tear down!
Meng Qinglai, who was pinned to the ground, had not yet reacted when he saw a bulldozer outside the alley heading straight for his house.
Meng Qinglai was stunned for a moment, then began to struggle.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing? I don't agree to the demolition, I don't agree!"
"If you demolish it, where are we going to live?"
"Stop it, stop it!"
But the only response he got was the sound of a bulldozer pushing over the courtyard wall and bricks falling. Then, another bulldozer came from the side and headed straight for the warehouse. In less than ten minutes, only ruins were left at Meng Qinglai's house.
Su Yang looked at the dusty and dilapidated house, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of pity in his heart.
Wang Xin asked his men to let go of Meng Qinglai. Meng Qinglai ran home like crazy. There were still many things in his house, including a refrigerator, TV, washing machine, bicycle, and motorcycle in the warehouse, all of which were pushed away.
Just pushed like that?
Seeing Meng Qinglai's house being forcibly demolished, everyone in the shantytown was stunned.
Some even ran back in fear.
Su Yang pointed at a person who was retreating and shouted, "Stop!"
The bald man was so frightened that he stood still. Su Yang looked at Yang Han standing beside him and asked, "What's his name and where is his home?"
Yang Han quickly flipped through the book. During the past few months, they at Songjiang Construction had not been idle. They had visited and investigated almost the entire shantytown. The conditions of each household in the shantytown were compiled into a book and a table.
Of course, he knew these data by heart.
Yang Han compared them for a few times and said, "Boss Su, this man is called Wang Lin, and his home is at the turn ahead!"
Su Yang waved his hand: "No need to say more, he just moved his hands with Meng Qinglai, just like Meng Qinglai, tear it down, tear it down!"
Yang Han nodded, and called upon several cranes and excavators with hammer heads behind him to head straight to Wang Lin's house from the dirt road at the side. Wang Lin, who had just wanted to retreat, was completely dumbfounded. He watched the excavators getting closer and closer to his house, and he ran towards home like crazy.
"What are you doing?"
"I didn't sign a contract, you can't demolish my house!"
"Stop it, stop it!"
"My house has been demolished, where will I live?"
Before Wang Lin could reach home, he was held down by several of Wang Xin's men. A group of shantytown residents stood not far from Wang Lin's home and watched their 80-square-meter house collapse as if it was made of paper.
The adobe house was rare to begin with, and with a slight push it turned into a wisp of smoke, disappearing along with the straw on the roof.
Wang Lin knelt on the ground, trembling all over, in disbelief.
"My house, my house!"
"I didn't sign a contract, why are you demolishing my house?"
"Ahhh, my house!"
Su Yang walked up to him and took the two contracts from Yang Han.
"The house has been demolished. You only have two choices."
"First, sign the demolition compensation agreement. This matter ends here. I will compensate you for everything in your house!"
"Second, this is a civil lawsuit. Go to Jiangcheng City Court to sue me. Remember, we are Jiangcheng Songjiang Construction Co., Ltd. Don't sue the wrong name!"
"You insist on providing evidence, but I still have to pay the price!"
Wang Lin looked at the two contracts on the ground and burst into tears. If he had known this would happen, why did he make such a fuss? There were still many things in the house that had not been moved out, and they were just demolished by Su Yang?
He knelt on the ground, holding two pieces of paper, and cried so hard that his whole body was shaking.
Su Yang pointed at another fat man and looked at Yang Han.
Yang Han immediately found this person: "Li Dafu."
Su Yang waved his hand: "Tear it down!"
Then, he looked at an old man and Yang Han took a look: "Sun Jun."
Su Yang called in two new bulldozers, still with a cold word.
"dismantle!"
There were seven or eight hundred people gathered in Tiegong Hutong. With every step forward Su Yang took, they took a step back.
Everyone who wanted to escape was accurately caught by Su Yang.
Some of them just started fighting, some kicked, some cursed, some threw stones, and some pinned Zhou Xiang to the ground and beat him.
One after another, no matter which one, Su Yang had only one word for them!
dismantle!
The compensation will be paid according to the price. If you want more, you can sue!
Whether signed or not, he only does one thing!
This shantytown has stood in Jiangcheng City for less than 50 years. Over the years, countless people have wanted to demolish this big shack.
I don’t know how many developers and leaders have been discouraged and returned home in failure!
There are compensations that have not been paid, policies that have not been implemented, and support that is not firm, but ultimately, these people, holding on to the dream of getting rich overnight, do not want the shanty towns to be demolished at all!
I gave him one million and he wanted two million. I gave him two million and he wanted three million!
From 100,000 yuan ten years ago, it has increased to one million now!
House prices are rising, and the cost of demolishing shanty towns is also rising!
No one dares to do this, no one dares to demolish the shantytowns in one go. Since no one dares to come, he will come!
He wants to develop the Tiebei shantytown, he wants to rescue Si Xuezhong, and he wants to give Jiang Mingfeng an explanation!
He also wants to tear down this shack and transform this land!
Putting aside disputes, jointly developing, and sharing profits is the only way to satisfy the interests of both parties at the same time!
He was doing very well, but because of the existence of the Jiangcheng Chemical Plant, the living environment in the shantytowns was indeed facing great challenges, and it was not certain whether he could sell the products.
Songjiang Construction couldn't get much profit from this piece of land and this project. He took great pains to demolish it, whether it was relocation, building a building, or a logistics distribution center, just to give an explanation to everyone!
He himself, Si Xuezhong, Jiang Mingfeng, Jiangcheng City, and even the more than 700 households and more than 3,000 residents in the Tiebei shantytown need to give an explanation!
But the Hanhai Group's casual words, without paying a penny, and the reckless and irresponsible promise of a million yuan in compensation, were enough to drive this group of people crazy!
Is there any need for this shantytown to exist?
Today, today, he demolished this shantytown. He accepted it no matter if it meant jail time, a fine, or a sky-high lawsuit!
As long as he is here, he can keep this shantytown going. The word "Su" in his name, Su Yang, should be written backwards!
More and more construction vehicles and mechanical vehicles drove in from all directions.
Su Yang's hands were like targeted blasters. Every time he pointed, a house would be razed to the ground.
More and more people gathered on the roads throughout the shantytown.
From the initial six or seven hundred people, to seven or eight hundred people, to one thousand people, and even more than one thousand people.
Su Yang's gaze never wavered. The three hundred people brought by Wang Xin and Boss Hu followed Su Yang. The people from Jitu Express and Susutong Logistics blocked the entire shantytown.
The engineering team of Songjiang Construction demolished each house with precision.
The roar of machinery, the rumble of collapsing houses, apart from the silent crowd, the only sound left was Su Yang's cold word "demolition"!