"Car number two! Oh my god, it's car number two!" Suddenly there was a cry of exclamation from the courtyard outside.
Zhang Liang held the microphone in a daze and didn't respond. The policewoman rushed to the window and looked down. It turned out that an Audi 100 with Chu C00002 drove into the yard.
"Zhang Suo, it's really the No. 2 car of the Municipal Party Committee here."
Before the policewoman turned her head, she only heard a "beat" sound. The microphone in Zhang Liang's hand fell on the desk, followed by her feet softly, and she sat down on the ground, still muttering in her mouth. Saying to himself: "It's over, it's all over."
When Zhao Guodong in the interrogation room on the first floor heard the movement outside, he was surprised and said: "Reporter Qin, it is Chen Ke here." He ran out quickly.
Zhao Guodong saw Chen Jin getting off the second car with a solemn expression, and hurried forward, he couldn't help but salute: "Chen Ke."
"Zhao Suo, is Reporter Qin okay?" Chen Jin asked quickly.
"It's okay. It's just..." Zhao Guodong looked at the door of the interrogation room.
"It's just what?" Chen Jin couldn't help frowning.
"It's just that Reporter Qin refused to remove the handcuffs and refused to come out of the interrogation room. I have advised several times. Chen Ke, what do you think?"
Miss Qin, she can say three points without reason, not to mention that she has suffered such a big grievance today, and she must be mad. Fortunately, Qin Beiyue is fine, Chen Jin's heart relaxed a little, and he smiled wryly: "You take me over."
"Just this, Chen Ke, you come with me!" Zhao Guodong trot forward to lead the way quickly.
Walking into the interrogation room, I saw Qin Beiyue sitting on a chair in the middle of the interrogation room, still handcuffed in handcuffs, Lao Gao with his head up, deliberately not looking at Chen Jin who came by.
"Reporter Qin, are you okay?" Chen Jin said with a smile.
"Something! My camera and mobile phone were robbed, and the police handcuffed me in as a criminal. Why is it okay?" Qin Beiyue raised his handcuffed hands and said to Chen Jin.
Chen Jin looked back at Zhao Guodong.
Zhao Guodong looked embarrassed, and winked at the policeman who was in charge of the record just now: "Hurry up and open reporter Qin's handcuffs."
"No need, I have never been treated like this when I grew up. My belongings were robbed. Instead of catching the robbers, your police arrested me as a victim. I have to ask for an explanation." When the policeman stepped forward, Qin Beiyue clearly refused.
"What about things? What about reporter Qin's things?" Zhao Guodong quickly asked the policeman.
"The people who robbed Qin reporters were from the sub-district office. The camera and cell phone are now at Zhangsuo." The policeman who recorded was also on the scene and replied tremblingly.
"Hurry up and get Reporter Qin's things." Zhao Guodong no longer paid attention to Zhang Liang at all. With such a good opportunity, he certainly wouldn’t let the opportunity to give Zhang Liang the “medicine”. He pretended to be helpless and explained to Chen Jin: "Chen Ke, the site of the forced relocation of Mengjiacun today was managed by us. Director Zhang Liang led the team, and reporter Qin was also brought back by Director Zhang."
As he was talking, there were two rapid "crunches" from the yard, followed by a very rough voice: "Zhang Liang, get out of me."
When Zhao Guodong heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Chen Ke, the grandson of our development zone is here."
Chen Jin didn't move, he knew that Yang Lichao should be almost there except for the Sun Bureau outside the door. Sure enough, there was a rush of footsteps, Yang Lichao was the first to hurriedly appeared at the door, followed by a middle-aged man wearing a second-level police inspector, and the last, sweaty fat man holding a camera and mobile phone in his hands. .
"Chen Ke." Yang Lichao shook hands with Chen Jin first. When he saw Qin Beiyue sitting on a chair with his hands handcuffed, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at the police on the left and right: "Why are you still handcuffed? Isn’t it OK for Chen Ke from the Municipal Party Committee to come to testify in person?"
The sweaty fat man hurried up, yelling: "Quickly open the handcuffs for Reporter Qin." While offering his camera and hands, he smiled and said, "Reporter Qin, misunderstanding. This It's all a misunderstanding, and you have been wronged. I solemnly apologize to you here."
Qin Beiyue turned his face away and ignored Zhang Liang at all.
"Reporter Qin, this is Director Yang of the Management Committee of Xicheng Development Zone, as well as Bureau Sun of the Development Zone Bureau. If you have any grievances, you can reflect to these two leaders." Chen Jin introduced on the side.
"Yes, Reporter Qin, it's our failure to do our job well, which caused you to be wronged. Don't worry, we must deal with this matter seriously." Yang Lichao coughed and said with a heavy face.
Qin Beiyue didn't even lift his eyelids, and said coldly: "My request is very simple, I just want an explanation." Then he raised his head and glanced at Zhang Liang: "You don't need to ask me, this police officer said from beginning to end. They are all involved, and he handcuffed me in. When will you tell me and when I will leave. I must be satisfied in advance."
Yang Lichao couldn't help but frowned. This reporter Qin seemed to be quite difficult, but staying in the interrogation room in handcuffs like this is not a problem. He laughed patiently and said, "Reporter Qin, don't worry. We will start the investigation immediately and will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. Do you see if you remove the handcuffs first, and then take a break in the office upstairs.
Qin Beiyue snorted coldly, and looked away.
"In this way, Director Yang and Bureau Sun, let me talk to Reporter Qin." Chen Jin said when he saw Yang Lichao's face a little bit uncontrollable.
"Then trouble Chen Ke, I and Sun Bureau will find out about the situation." Yang Lichao followed the steps set up by Chen Jin and nodded.
Chen Jin asked the policeman in charge of the record and asked for the key to the handcuffs. When only him and Qin Beiyue were left in the interrogation room, Chen Jin walked over with a smile and wanted to open Qin Beiyue's handcuffs.
"Don't move." Qin Beiyue closed her hand.
"I said reporter Qin Da, you would never even give up my face! Then why are you calling me?"
Qin Beiyue gave Chen Jin a white look and said: "This girl has never been wronged so much. I can't just leave it alone. I just called you the secretary of the Shicheng Commission for Discipline Inspection, and Uncle He will be there soon."
"Did you call Secretary He?" Chen Jin was suddenly surprised, and He Junming's unsmiling face could not help appearing in his mind.
"In Shicheng, I don't just know you!" Qin Beiyue said very proudly.
It turned out that He Junming was actually Qin Zhengsui's person, and Chen Jin finally took the most uncertain Secretary He into the seat.
"Of course, who are you? The daughter of the dignified deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, of course there are people covering the boundaries of Chu Province." Chen Jin joked with a smile.
"You think I just want to vent your anger. You Xicheng Development Zone is too shameless. If you don't pay the people's money, you will demolish their houses. The people are unwilling to beat and arrest people. This is still not a "community." The party is in the world. The staff and police in the street offices are simply bandits." Qin Beiyue said angrily.
"How do you know not to pay the people's money?" Chen Jin asked in surprise.
Chen Jin didn't care much about compulsory demolition, and demolition was bound to happen in order to develop, and he did not do these things less when he was developing real estate in his previous life. But I heard that the house will be demolished without compensation. This is indeed unreasonable.
"When I interviewed in the past, the common people told me. There were originally more than 100 households in Mengjia Village. The compensation for those who had their houses demolished two years ago has not yet been paid. Of course, the remaining more than ten households are not. Yes. Their request is actually very simple. They just want to get the compensation before moving, but the newly built street in the Xicheng Development Zone in yours will take two years to pay the compensation."
Chen Jin finally understood that it was the empty glove white wolf trick. It must be that the developer who circulated the land did not pay the land price at all, or only paid a part of the deposit, and the land was confined and developed first, waiting for the future. Sell the house and repay the land price in installments. Two years is exactly a cycle from construction to sale of real estate. Xinjianlu Subdistrict Office is so active, there must be some tricks in it.
"Then when you go for the interview, which company is developing in the area of Mengjiacun?" Chen Jin asked.
"A big billboard was erected at the intersection, as if it was called Guanghui Real Estate Company." Qin Beiyue recalled it carefully and said.
Guanghui Real Estate Company, Chen Jin's heart suddenly sighed. This company sounds obscure now, but Chen Jin clearly remembers that the owner of this real estate company is not someone else but Liu Hui, the son of Xinmei's boss Liu Hongxiang. And Chen Jin still remembers that Liu Hui seemed to have started a few projects in the Xicheng Development Zone.
In this way, the mayor Qian Dongsheng must be behind Liu Hui's glorious real estate company, and it is no wonder that the following Luo is so hard. Chen Jin looked at Qin Beiyue, who was still gnashing his teeth, and a sudden movement in his heart: Boss Du was struggling drastically on how to proceed in the Xicheng Development Zone. The reason was that he would be constrained in every way. Du Hanjie's current energy in Shicheng was not enough. Say goodbye. Since Du Hanjie wanted to take advantage of Qin Beiyue's article, it was not an excellent opportunity to muddy the water.