Chapter 54: Strike when the time is right! While chatting and laughing, the jeep...
Chapter 54: Strike when the time is right!
Yan Jiuru took Chen Yin a few steps away and discussed quietly.
Chen Yin's eyes sparkled: "The house is fine, but it's too expensive."
"If we bargain, it seems like we're taking advantage of someone who's in dire straits. If we don't bargain, we can't save up that much money in three generations!"
Yan Jiuru, full of masculinity, said, "Just tell me whether you like it or not."
Chen Yin twisted her fingers and whispered, "That's great. Mom and grandma like to grow vegetables. I think the vacant land is big enough. The vegetables we grow will be enough for a family of ten or so. If there's room in the back, we can raise a few chickens, ducks, geese, and maybe a couple of pigs..."
Xue Litong raised his head and took a deep breath: I didn’t hear it.
Although his ancestral home is not as grand as a prince's mansion, it will soon become a farmhouse...
***
Since both parties have ideas, there must be something to discuss.
Yan Jiuru: I feel sympathy, but I won’t go against my wallet.
Besides, they don’t really need sympathy.
Both parties wanted to close the deal as soon as possible, and the talks went quite smoothly.
Finally, it was agreed upon: 2,000 yuan in cash and 10 small yellow croakers.
Even with this, a family with no financial resources would have to save for more than ten years without eating or drinking.
The two returned, carefully inspected the property rights and all certificates for the house and land, paid a deposit, and agreed to pay the remaining balance on the spot upon transfer. Any taxes and fees would be borne by each party.
***
On the way back, the two couldn't help but feel secretly delighted: They never thought that just by delivering a letter, they would actually get a house.
It costs a lot of money, but it's a rare opportunity.
With this size, they won’t have to worry about not having enough space for the next twenty or thirty years, and the couple no longer have to worry about others hearing their loud noises.
very nice!
***
Seeing that it was not too early, the two of them had lunch outside and bought new clothes for each other out of joy.
In addition, we also bought cotton-padded clothes, cotton-padded shoes and other necessities for the old general.
The two men returned to the guesthouse carrying two large bags.
The front desk staff greeted the two of them hurriedly when they saw them: "Comrade Yan, someone called you earlier."
Yan Jiuru handed the bag to Chen Yin and said, "I'll go take a look."
After returning to the room, Yan Jiuru said, "It was Secretary Liu. He said he would pick us up at 2:30 pm."
***
2:30 in the afternoon.
The military green jeep arrived at the door of the guesthouse on time.
Secretary Liu smiled and said, "Are you ready? Then get in the car. We're a bit pressed for time today."
After getting in the car, Yan Jiuru pretended to ask casually, "Deputy Minister Qiao must be very busy after just returning."
Secretary Liu was clearly brimming with joy, “Well, the leader has always been very busy in this position.
I originally planned to have lunch with you today, but something happened last night, so I only made time now."
Yan Jiuru and Chen Yin looked at each other subtly.
Yan Jiuru: "Oh, I'm so sorry. We have caused trouble to the leader with this little thing."
Secretary Liu: "Hey, this is the real business."
Those young players who are messing around are the ones causing trouble.
"Unfortunately, there's nothing we can do to help." Yan Jiuru expressed deep regret.
Secretary Liu became interested. "I heard you're an extremely accurate shooter? You never miss a shot? You can hit the target from a hundred paces away?"
Yan Jiuru pondered for a moment and said, "If I admit it, wouldn't it seem immodest?"
Secretary Liu laughed out loud: "...You are so awesome." No wonder the higher-ups take it so seriously.
He was picked up and dropped off by a special car and accompanied by a special person. He had been the secretary of the municipal party committee for two years, and he had never seen any municipal-level official receive such treatment.
Of course, other provinces and cities have offices in Yancheng, and most of them do not need to trouble the Yancheng Municipal Committee.
But that's what he meant, understand?
Yan Jiuru said modestly: "It's nothing, there are plenty of capable people in the army."
***
The jeep turned north, and the streets on both sides were no longer lined with buildings like royal residences, but began to be dotted with low-rise bungalows and courtyards.
Secretary Liu pointed to the red star above a large compound and said, "These are all military compounds, and over there are government agency compounds, with buildings built a few years ago."
The floors are not very high, most of them are four or five stories high.
Chen Yin looked at the rows of flat, box-like buildings and asked Secretary Liu, "Which do you think is more comfortable, living in an apartment building or a bungalow?"
This time even the driver in front laughed.
Secretary Liu cleared his throat and said, "Well, each has its own advantages. Living in an apartment building is popular these days. Isn't there a saying that goes, 'upstairs and downstairs, electricity and telephones'?"
We cannot fully achieve it now, but with the efforts of the builders, we can eventually complete it."
This is the official statement.
"I personally think that bungalows have yards and are spacious. Newly built apartment buildings have heating and are clean, but they're small. A family of seven or eight people squeezed into two rooms is uncomfortable. And they're not exactly tidy either."
The driver chimed in, "It's different if you can afford a large suite. Two bedrooms and a living room, three bedrooms and a living room. For kids, you can get bunk beds. It's spacious and tidy."
Obviously, this person is a building lover.
Yes, people nowadays have an extremely high desire for buildings.
This is the ideal state of a new world and a new life.
"How do you cook in a building? Where do you build the stove? Where do you put the firewood?"
Hahaha~
The two townspeople laughed.
"Ouch!" Secretary Liu wiped the tears from her laughter and said, "It's really not convenient to set up a stove in the building. Everyone on the same floor uses a corridor, so we can set up a simple stove at the door of our house to boil water and cook.
However, most workplaces have cafeterias where the whole family can go to get food. If you have children, no matter how young, the workplace has nurseries and kindergartens with people to take care of them.
"People who work should just focus on their work."
"Didn't they say that once you get to work, everything can basically be done in the compound, except for burning and burying."
***
While they were talking and laughing, the jeep suddenly braked with a loud bang.
"What's wrong?"
Secretary Liu jumped forward, but Chen Yin, who was sitting behind him, was quick-witted and grabbed his clothes from the gap between the seats, preventing him from hitting the windshield.
Chen Yin was held in place by Yan Jiuru by her collar.
At this time, everyone in the car looked out the window and saw a group of young Red Guards rushing out of a yard beside the street. They looked to be in their teens, each wearing a green military uniform, a leather belt, and a leader badge on their chest. The one walking in front was holding two older people in his hands.
"this--"
Secretary Liu was shocked: "How dare they arrest Mr. Han and Mr. Wan like this?~"
Yan Jiuru and Chen Yin also looked incredulous.
Isn't this the person you often see in newspapers?!
A sense of absurdity made the two people look at each other speechless.
"What should I do?"
Secretary Liu and the driver were anxious but helpless.
Yan Jiuru and Chen Yin shouted almost in unison:
"Go ahead and do it!"
"Then go ahead and stop them!"
***
Yan Jiuru pushed open the car door and stepped out of the jeep with his long legs.
Chen Yin got out of the car soon after.
Secretary Liu and the driver hurried to follow upon seeing this.
Yan Jiuru suddenly turned around and asked, "Is there anything handy in the car?"
It turned out that he saw that those young generals had big swords and wooden sticks in their hands. Even if he could knock down dozens of them with his bare hands, it would be no problem. However, the fight was chaotic and it was not convenient to shoot. He didn't want Chen Yin to get into trouble.
The driver thought quickly, "In winter, there are shovels for snow and pickaxes for ice."
"Take them all!"
Yan Jiuru and the driver each took one, while Chen Yin and Secretary Liu found two long wrenches in the trunk.
***
"stop!"
The invincible young warriors looked at the three men and one woman who were blocking the road. The tall man looked like a bandit with a fierce look and a shovel in his hand, while the others were holding tools that were obviously made up at the last minute.
"What are you doing? How dare you stop the young revolutionary from doing his job?"
A kid sneered, looking down on these old-fashioned guys who didn't even have a military uniform.
Yan Jiuru was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so he swung his shovel and hit the young men who were pushing others.
"Fuck, how dare you do that!" The young generals immediately retreated.
Yan Jiuru stepped forward, picked up the shovel and started hitting them, and his hits were very accurate, each time accurately avoiding the bosses.
Chen Yin and others hurried forward and "grabbed" the two bosses.
"Walk!"
A few people did not get entangled with each other. Yan Jiuru provided cover, while the others carried the two bosses into the jeep. Secretary Liu and the driver placed them in the back seat.
"From the Municipal Party Committee?" The two bosses found Secretary Liu familiar.
"Hello, bosses. Yes, I'm Liu Zhenyu, the secretary of Vice Minister Qiao. I just happened to be passing by."
"Retreat~"
Yan Jiuru knocked down another group of people, quickly caught up with the jeep, threw the shovel on the roof of the car, and the driver stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, leaving a string of exhaust gas.
***
"Where are we going now?" The driver stepped on the accelerator with full force, but he was actually unsure.
Secretary Liu didn't know what had happened and didn't dare to make a decision for a moment.
Chen Yin was attentive, "Are you hurt?"
Mr. Wan shook his head. "It's just a minor bump, nothing serious. Well, I'm so grateful to have met you young people today."
Secretary Liu felt extremely uncomfortable and choked up, "Don't say that. They, how could they do this..."
Yan Jiuru didn't want to indulge in meaningless sighs, so he said, "Either we go back to the Municipal Party Committee to see what's going on. No one should dare to do this in public, so we need an explanation. Or we go to the Public Security Bureau to report that someone is trying to kidnap a leading cadre. In short, we can't just let this go."
Otherwise, if you are sitting at home, anyone can come and arrest you, what's the problem?"
Secretary Liu gritted his teeth and said, "Go back to the Municipal Party Committee!"
***
The jeep came to a sudden stop again in the compound of the Yancheng Municipal Party Committee.
Secretary Liu and Yan Jiuru got out of the car and discussed things in low voices. Secretary Liu said softly to the two CEOs, "Bosses, wait a moment. I'll go check on the situation."
Yan Jiuru stood outside the car door and watched him enter the office building.
About ten minutes later, Secretary Liu, along with Deputy Minister Qiao and a group of five or six people, hurried out of the gate.
Yan Jiuru glanced at Secretary Liu, who nodded.
"Boss Wan, Boss Han!"
A group of people welcomed the two bosses into the house, and Yan Jiuru and Chen Yin were also called.
"The police will be here soon, let's tell them what happened." Secretary Liu explained to the two of them and busily called for medical staff to come over.
The bosses are all of a certain age, and they can’t take minor bumps and bruises lightly.
***
Yan Jiuru and Chen Yin sat on the sofa in a small conference room.
The doors, windows and floors are painted dark brown, with a dark, low tea table in the middle, soft sofas on both sides covered with snow-white crocheted cloth, a few simple chairs on the four sides, and a newspaper rack not far away.
The two of them didn't move anything.
Someone came over and poured the two of them some fragrant jasmine tea.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
The two of them vaguely heard angry voices coming from the office next door, as well as the sound of someone banging on the table.
Yan Jiuru's ears moved and his eyes glanced outside.
"What's wrong?" Chen Yin asked in a low voice.
"It's okay." Yan Jiuru shook his head.
He heard someone talking on the phone, very loudly.
He was very angry about the young players attacking the residences of the two CEOs. Moreover, the guards of the two CEOs happened to be transferred away at that time, which was obviously premeditated.
"...I think this woman is crazy...someone is helping her...If we don't speak out now, future generations will call us clueless!"
"...what the young general did was just to kill someone with a borrowed knife. Today it could be Lao Han or Lao Wan, tomorrow it could be Lao Zhang, Lao Wang, or Lao Li!"
"...the fruits of the revolution's victory also include us, the revolutionaries who have survived life and death!"
***
Nearly half an hour later, the door of the small conference room finally opened.
Secretary Liu came in with three or four public security comrades.
After a brief introduction, an older police officer took a record and said, "We already know the general course of events. Do you two have anything to add?"
Yan Jiuru took it and glanced at it, pointing out a few details, mainly the details of his fight with the other party.
Chen Yin added, "When they were running back, I saw two golden strips fall from someone's body. They made a loud thud when they hit the ground."
It should be gold bars, but unfortunately, she didn't have the chance to pick them up.
The two signed, and they had nothing to do with it afterwards.
After seeing off the public security comrades, Vice Minister Qiao came over to comfort them.
"Thanks to your decisiveness today, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable."
Yan Jiuru's eyes flashed, and he suddenly took out a pack of cigarettes, took out two, and handed one to Deputy Minister Qiao, "Borrow a light from you."
Deputy Minister Qiao glanced at him, took the cigarette, and said with a smile, "Let's go. Women don't like the smell of cigarettes. Let's go to the corridor to smoke."
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