Chapter 269: Secret Visit to Xisui City (4)
Deputy Director Zhang Bai was in his forties, thin and dark-skinned. When he saw Mr. Li come in, he subconsciously frowned, "What do you want?"
Mr. Li smiled flatteringly and said, "Officer Zhang, I still want to choose a house in advance. You know the situation of my elderly family members..."
"Stop talking!"
Zhang Bai waved his hand in dissatisfaction. "There aren't that many houses available right now. You just saw how everyone wants to choose a house first. Everyone has family difficulties, so how could they give it to you first?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Mr. Li smiled ingratiatingly and nodded continuously. At the same time, he took out a thick stack of envelopes from his bag and placed them on Zhang Bai's desk. "Chief Zhang, please help me. My family's situation is indeed special."
Normally, even if someone accepts a gift, they won't count the stolen money in front of the recipient. They'll wait until the recipient leaves before checking. This is considered basic integrity.
However, Zhang Bai directly picked up the envelope, opened it and took a look, then looked at Jiang Ningyue and others standing at the door, "Are these all your relatives?"
"Ah." Mr. Li nodded awkwardly.
"Let them out first."
Zhang Bai waved his hand, and Jiang Ningyue and the others had to leave. However, before leaving, Jiang Ningyue casually stuck the hidden camera on the wall.
About 10 minutes later, the door opened and Jiang Ningyue quickly and accurately retracted the camera.
As everyone left the demolition site, Jiang Ningyue asked, "What happened?"
“It worked.”
Mr. Li sighed, "Money really works! I've just chosen a house and will get the keys next Monday. I can move in now and get the property certificate later."
Everyone was deeply moved after hearing this.
Afterwards, the three of them visited the village one after another. Some villagers did not dare to express their opinions on this matter, while others were very dissatisfied.
Villagers: "We can barely make 30,000 or 20,000 yuan a year, and yet these bastards are asking for 20,000 yuan. Our money doesn't just come out of thin air!"
Jiang Ningyue: "Can't I just not give it to you?"
"No, that's fine! I'll just give you the lowest compensation and the worst house."
After an afternoon of visits, most people were complaining, except for a few who were very satisfied with the benefits.
As the three of them left, Jiang Ningyue lamented, "The more backward a place is, the more serious the corruption problem is. Just imagine how much money these people at the demolition office could have embezzled. They can't get their hands on the large relocation funds, so they can only accept bribes."
"Estimated two to three million?" Tian Jun thought for a moment and replied, "That's about the same as the village chief in Baihe City who accepted bribes."
"yes!"
Jiang Ningyue couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions.
"Although the position is small, the power is great."
Luo Yuan sighed, "This director is probably just a deputy section chief, right? Yet the damage he caused is not small."
"yes."
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On the way back, they stopped at a restaurant for dinner. After dinner, the three of them wandered around the nearby neighborhood. This is also an occupational hazard of being a reporter: everything you see is suspicious.
However, not long after entering the community, I discovered a problem, that is, I heard the sound of "roosters crowing".
You know, the three of them were in the urban area of Xisui City. According to regulations, poultry such as chickens, ducks, and geese are not allowed to be raised in built-up areas. However, the three of them also knew that there were always some elderly people who kept them secretly. However, the next scene surprised them.
The Yingchunli residential complex where the three lived was rectangular. On the westernmost side of the complex was a long, small park, considered one of the community's supporting facilities. However, at least one-fifth of the park was enclosed by barbed wire, and at least twenty chickens and ducks were raised there.
Even in late autumn, the stench is still overwhelming.
Jiang Ningyue and the other two looked at each other in shock. How could such a good community become a breeding farm?
Tian Jun saw someone passing by and casually asked, "Uncle, does your community have a breeding farm?"
When the old man heard this, he seemed to have heard some terrifying words. His already unsteady steps quickened and he left without looking back.
The three of them looked at each other.
Tian Jun moved closer to the edge of the wire fence and took out his phone to take a picture. "Fuck! The residents of this neighborhood are so arrogant! Is there no one to control them?"
Luo Yuan asked curiously, "Can this even be put on the Questioning Government forum?"
"It's not a political issue." Jiang Ningyue thought for a moment and said, "Let's have 'People's Livelihood 30 Minutes' report on it later."
"30 Minutes on People's Livelihood" is the department where Jiang Ningyue worked before. After the "Questioning Government" program was broadcast, "30 Minutes on People's Livelihood" gradually returned to its previous style, which is basically reports on public opinion supervision.
After all, the "Questioning Government" program can only use four or five news items for each live broadcast, and the redundant public opinion supervision news shot by reporters that cannot be included in "Questioning Government" must also be broadcast somewhere.
"Um."
The three of them chatted for a while and were about to leave when they heard a few old men walking towards them while making loud noises.
"Go with a stick!"
"I'll get you a knife."
Jiang Ningyue and the other two turned around in confusion and saw seven or eight old men in their fifties or sixties walking towards them. They had noticed these people when they passed by just now. They were playing cards at a card table nearby.
When Luo Yuan saw this scene, she subconsciously hid behind Jiang Ningyue.
The old man in the lead was skinny and had short hair. As soon as he opened his mouth, you could see two missing front teeth. "What are you doing? Why are you taking pictures?"
"What do you do?"
Tian Jun had been a journalist for many years, but this was the first time he had witnessed such a scene. Although he had been besieged before, it was always for a reason. This time, the three of them had only wandered around the area, and this was the first time they had attracted so many people.
"Damn it! Will you even talk properly?"
The old man in the lead was very dissatisfied when he found that he failed to scare Tian Jun. "Just tell me what I ask you! Why are you taking pictures? Did I let you take pictures? What do you do?"
Tian Jun sneered, "I'm from the provincial TV station, and I'm here specifically to film you raising chickens! Can you raise chickens in the city? And raise so many chickens? I'll call someone to clear it all out for you right now."
Tian Jun is just like this. If you dare to act tough with him, he will have to intervene even if he doesn't want to.
Hearing what Tian Jun said, the old man immediately became anxious and pushed Tian Jun. The other old men who followed him saw this and immediately stepped forward to stop them.
Most of these old thugs are just bragging. If they were asked to beat up a provincial TV reporter, they really wouldn't dare.
At this moment, the police stationed in the community heard the news and ran over to stop the farce.
"What are you doing?"
The policeman was also a middle-aged man. He immediately separated the crowd and asked, "Why are you still fighting at such an old age?"
After seeing the police, the old men suddenly became more confident and pointed at Tian Jun and said, "This grandson doesn't know how to speak properly. Let's teach him a lesson."
The police officer looked at Tian Jun puzzledly, "What do you do?"
Tian Jun pulled out his work ID and said, "Reporter for the Provincial TV Station's 'Questioning Government' program."
The police officer was stunned for a second before showing an awkward smile. "So it's you, reporter. Hello, hello."
After saying this, the police officer glared at the old man in the lead. However, this very glare insulted the old man's self-esteem. He cursed angrily: "TV reporter is a piece of shit... If you dare to take a picture of my chicken today, I will never let you go!"
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