The Heaven’s Jailer

Liu's Building.

"Lin Dong, I have found a group of local mountain people in Nanshan. They will insist that the grave at the Zhongyu Tourism Development Site is their ancestral grave. As long as Zhongyu Tourism starts, they will go desperately." Yang Heng said gloomily .

"Are those mountain people reliable?" Lin Tingfeng asked.

"Reliable, the leader is a distant relative of my wife, and the head of the village. I gave him one hundred thousand, and he will definitely be able to do this beautifully." Yang Heng said confidently.

"That's good, what we can't do, Liu Lang don't want to do it either." Lin listened to the wind with a cold snort, and then said: "You are not influential means, that is, you use it occasionally. Hard, stopping Liu Lang is only one aspect. The key is how we develop ourselves. These days, I have done some inspections and have planned the next project. This is the plan. You can take a look and implement it!"

Yang Heng gritted his teeth. He is also a shareholder of Changfeng shares anyhow. Lin Tingfeng has not discussed with him at all, so he has set the next development plan. This is too much to take him seriously, but think about Lin Tingfeng. Against the background, Yang Heng could only pinch his nose to accept the proposal.

...

At a construction site more than 100 kilometers away from Nanshan City.

Dozens of mountain people lie or sit in the cemetery, throwing leftovers around indiscriminately, and there are even signs of urination.

If their ancestors knew that they were so messing around in the resting place of their ancestors, their ancestors would definitely get out of the grave and bring these descendants to sleep together.

The eco-tourism base project of Zhongyu Tourism has been suspended for two days, the machine has already stopped running, and more than 200 workers are doing nothing to bask in the sun.

During the two days, Zhongyu Travel tried everything possible and called the police to the police, but the police also had nothing to do with the gang of people.

The police said that this is a civil dispute that needs to be resolved through consultation between the two parties. The police can only mediate from it. After all, the mountain people did not do anything, and the police did not have a reason to arrest them.

Meng Han almost died of anger when they heard this explanation. If they can agree, do they still need to call the police? That gang of mountain people opened their mouths to ten million. Where is the sincerity of talking?

Meng Han and a group of high-level officials have been at the construction site for the past two days, and they have not returned to the city, all frowning.

At this moment, Liu Lang's call hit Meng Han's cell phone.

"How is the progress of the project?" Liu Lang has been resting for the past two days. He suddenly remembered today and asked about the progress. According to his thoughts, the tomb move should have been resolved long ago.

"Mr. Liu, Shanmin's matter has not been resolved yet." Meng Han said embarrassedly.

"It hasn't been resolved yet? Liu Lang was surprised: "Did you give them too little money? Don't be stingy with this kind of thing. The construction period is more important. "

"Mr. Liu, I understand all of this, but the mountain people's price is too high." Meng Han said with teeth.

"High? How high can it be?" Liu Lang felt that moving the grave shouldn't cost much. A few graves would cost a hundred thousand dollars.

Meng Han sighed and replied: "Ten million."

"How much?" Liu Lang was afraid he had heard it wrong.

"Ten million." Meng Han repeated.

"Damn, these gangsters want to go to heaven!" Liu Lang immediately became angry. At first, he sympathized with these mountain people and wanted to give them more compensation, but that didn't mean he was being taken advantage of.

Several graves have ten million heads. Is this grave made of gold?

After a long time, Liu Lang calmed down and analyzed: "Ten million, I think if they really want money, they will definitely not offer such an outrageous price. This is clearly a mess."

"I think so too, so I called the police yesterday, but the police came and said that this was a civil dispute. The mountain people didn't do anything. They could only mediate. After a long time, the mediation didn't come out, so the police left. I told them to call them again when they started talking." Meng Han reported to Liu Lang what had happened in the past two days.

"This group of policemen, I am also drunk." Liu Lang couldn't help but complain, and immediately said: "Okay, it is better to beg yourself, I will go over and see the situation now."

Although Meng Han wanted to say that there is no use for you to come, but the big boss has decided that it is not easy for him to stop Liu Lang from letting Liu Lang come. He didn't solve the problem himself, did he not allow others to solve it?

After more than an hour, Liu Lang's Land Rover drove into the construction site.

A long way away, he saw a group of people dressed as mountain people gather among the graves in the center of the construction site.

When Liu Lang arrived, everyone gathered.

Peng Jinhai said angrily: "Brother, if it weren't for being afraid of you being angry, I would have gone to cut these grandchildren a long time ago. It's **** irritating."

"Don't be so impulsive in doing things, behave in a proper manner, love peace, and violence will not solve the problem!" Liu Lang said with a glance at Peng Jinhai.

"Yes, Big Brother is right." Peng Jinhai immediately said with a smile.

"I'll talk to them in the past." Liu Lang went straight through the crowd and walked towards the mountain people.

"Old Peng, quickly take someone to protect President Liu." Meng Han reminded Peng Jinhaidao, for fear that the mountain people would be rough.

Peng Jinhai looked at Meng Han with weird eyes, and soon understood that Meng Han and the others didn’t know Liu Lang’s skill. He shook his head and said: “It’s really a fight. You can't even imagine how high it is."

"Ah? Will Liu always fight?" Meng Han and a group of high-level officials were full of shock.

As far as they know, Liu Lang is an assistant to the president of the Mu Group, a university professor, and his body is a little weak, so he doesn't seem to be fighting.

At this time, Liu Lang had already walked up to the mountain people.

"Which one of you is the leader, come out and talk." Liu Lang said loudly.

"I'm the leader." A man lying half-lying on the grave turned over, took off the hat on his head and put it on, raised his head and said.

"It's you?" Liu Lang's face suddenly became gloomy when he saw the middle-aged man.

"Huh? Is it you?" The middle-aged man recognized Liu Lang at the same time, and turned around in fright and ran.

Liu Lang is only ten meters away from the middle-aged man. Can he run? His figure flashed and he chased him up. The man was caught by Liu Lang not two steps after he ran.

Liu Lang's hand was like a vise, squeezing the man's shoulder, and slamming it back, he directly threw the middle-aged man back, and fell heavily to the ground.

Peng Jinhai was the first to run over as soon as he saw the work started.

"Boss, didn't you let us love peace? How did you do it yourself?" Peng Jinhai looked excited. He had long wanted to start the fight, but he didn't dare to start the fight. Now Liu Lang took the first shot, and his scruples disappeared immediately. .

Liu Lang took a cold look at the middle man on the ground and said, "We love peace, but we will not give up using violence."