"Haha, you are right, who made my car better?" Liu Yang looked at the middle-aged woman, smiled and asked: "Sister, the traffic here is such a mess now, the people at the management station over there Don’t you come out and take care of it?”
The middle-aged woman also turned her face and glanced south, turned back, and spat a mouthful of saliva on the ground: "Bah... you still want to expect those bad bears fucked by Wang Ba to do some personnel work? Since the establishment of the management station, Now, apparently they are responsible for managing the traffic chaos in this area. In fact, those people are only responsible for tolls and fines. Every time a coal truck passes through the toll station, they have to pay them fifty yuan. What else do they do? I don’t even care. If you eat at a small restaurant like mine at sky-high prices, you’ll get all your meals on credit. Even if you play with women, you won’t get paid for it... "
The more Liu Yang listened, the darker his face became. He looked at the woman and asked, "If they do this, no one in the county will care about it?"
The woman glanced at Liu Yang disdainfully, as if she was sneering at his youth and ignorance: "Who cares about the county? These people are sent by the county. Except for the two leaders who are in the official establishment, the rest are For temporary workers, not only is the county not responsible for paying wages, it also sets a number of tasks for them, and they must pay the above number every month... "
The woman said, stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Liu Yang.
"Fifty thousand..." Liu Yang asked in surprise.
"Uh-huh..." the landlady snorted disdainfully: "Look how many cars there are in this pile? I counted them carefully. There are more than 230 cars. At most, there won't be less than a dozen cars. These You pay 50 yuan for each car. There is one trip every day at this time and one trip in the afternoon when it is dark. How much does it cost in a month? They are charged 500,000 yuan, and some of it goes into their own pockets. Yeah. I heard that even if these people are temporary workers, they have all bought houses in the county. They are all extremely rich, and they live like that..."
According to the proprietress, each vehicle charges 50 yuan. Assuming that 220 vehicles travel twice a day, that is more than 20,000 yuan, which is 600,000 to 700,000 yuan a month.
The management station has collected 500,000 yuan, and the management station can still have 160,000 to 70,000 yuan left. Excluding the expenses of temporary workers, vehicle maintenance and refueling, there may not be anything visible from the books, and I am afraid there is not much money left.
Liu Yang still can't figure out whether there are other problems with the management station, but they will definitely have tricks to get money. Otherwise, how can these people buy houses in the county
But the so-called money-grabbing tricks are nothing more than false high claims. If they just spend the remaining hundreds of thousands of dollars, even if they don't eat or drink in half a year, they will only get seven or eight hundred thousand dollars at most. Money, if everyone can buy a house in the county, is definitely not enough.
The only remaining trick is to charge more for coal-loading trucks and make profits from it. There is no way to deal with this matter without knowing the details. Liu Yang was just having a good chat with the proprietress when he suddenly noticed a group of drivers jumping out of the car and starting a fight. At this time, there were also a dozen people in uniforms and big hats at the management station, walking out of the door and heading this way.
Seeing those people wearing uniforms, holding electric batons and rubber batons in their hands, rushing towards them with murderous intent, Liu Yang felt something was wrong. Sure enough, it didn't take long before I saw a shout from the crowd in front of me. A shirtless, big guy with a crew cut and covered in black soot ran over, being chased by four or five people in police uniforms.
As if he was used to seeing this kind of scene, there were dozens of people in the crowd who were similar to the big guy, and the driver, who was completely covered in black, laughed and followed behind to watch.
Seeing those uniformed men hitting people with rubber sticks in their hands, the face of the landlady changed. She spit on the ground fiercely, then twisted her waist and walked into the hotel.
The man who was beaten was running, as if he was still shouting something, when he saw a man in uniform with an angry face. He caught up with him in two steps, holding a rubber stick in his hand, and hit the man on the head. superior.
The man fell to the ground, and the people watching were stunned. Several people knelt down to take a look, then stood up and shouted: "It's bad, Liu Dahuazi was beaten to death..."
Immediately, there was a commotion in the crowd, and the guy who hit someone was pushed a few times by several shirtless men, and several young men in uniforms went up to push those people. So many people were crowded together and chattering, and they didn't know what they were talking about. The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Liu Yang and Yao Peng stood in front of the car, watching the chaotic scene with cold eyes. Neither of them had any intention of passing.
These two people knew in their hearts that no one believed their past identities at this time. In addition, Liu Yang also wanted to see how the people at the management station would deal with this kind of thing.
Soon, two fat middle-aged men in uniforms came out of the management station. The two men stood in front of Liu Yang with great momentum and yelled at the top of their lungs: "What are you doing? I don't want to live a good life." You passed it, right? Get out of the way if you have nothing to do..."
Don't tell me, this man seemed to be very authoritative. After he shouted twice, those people really separated. The driver of the car stood on one side, and the dozen or so people in uniforms who came out first stood on the other side. In the middle was the man who had been knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.
The chaotic scene only lasted about two minutes from the beginning to the end. As these two fat middle-aged men in uniforms came out and shouted twice, the situation was basically under control.
One of the two men was wearing a traffic police uniform, carrying a bar and three stars on his shoulders. Judging from the police rank, this man is a first-class superintendent. People who wear this kind of police title will generally be junior cadres at the level of squadron leader or above in the traffic police brigade of the county bureau below, and at the level of deputy captain.
The other one was wearing a Transportation Bureau uniform, and his rank could not be discerned from his clothing. But he stood there with a big belly and a shiny fat face, very imposing and silent. The drivers next to him actually stayed far away from him, lowered their voices, and did not dare to speak loudly.
The fat man in the traffic police uniform looked at the big man lying on the ground with dignity, and cursed angrily: "Why is it him again? This Liu is a rich man who doesn't want to drive, does he?"
As he spoke, he pointed at the uniformed men standing in another row: "What did you do? I just squinted for a while, and you made such a big noise for me? Why do I feed you?" ? What are you still doing? Hurry up and bring me to the duty room..."
Then, he pointed at two of them: "So and so, you two, bring those two illegal vehicles over to me, and get out of the way first... Look at what you have done. So many cars are... Do you understand that being stuck on a bridge and unable to cross is a serious violation of law? The rest of the people are going to do whatever they are supposed to do, and what are they looking at here? Don’t you want your own car?"
Following his instructions, two people ran over and moved the two cars that were crowded together, and drove in a dusty road from Liu Yang's car to the door of the small restaurant.
There were also two young men in uniforms who lifted up the big man who fell on the ground. The other men in uniforms also held a thin man in arms and slippers behind them, beating and scolding them all the way. Go towards the management station.
The other people didn't dare to say anything, but they didn't go back to drive as the traffic policeman said.
The traffic policeman who was arrogant opened his eyes angrily, pointed his hand at the group of drivers and cursed: "What are you doing? You want to rebel? Didn't you hear what I said? If anyone doesn't fucking leave, each of them will be fined a hundred yuan... Damn it, I If I can’t control you, why are you still doing this here?”
A bunch of disgraced drivers dare not speak out in anger, and most of them are afraid of getting into trouble.
But some people hiding behind the crowd had the courage to say: "Here we go again. You gather the cars here every day and release them according to the time. Don't you just want to pay more fines? No matter what we do, you have the money." It’s all a penalty…”
The two fat men in traffic police uniforms and traffic uniforms looked at the sound at the same time.
The fat man in traffic uniform cursed loudly: "Who the hell is talking? Which team are you from? What's the point of hiding behind people if you have the guts to stand up? Do you know that you are insulting the country's law enforcement officials?" What do you mean we just want more fines? You are so fucking awesome, why don’t you stand up and say... "
The man in the traffic police uniform also scolded: "Don't meddle in your mother's business. It's not your turn to dictate how the police enforce the law. Go, go, go. What's the fuss about? And what happened to you... just now?" Have you seen it? Ah? A road is blocked by you, and the national road construction is done by you alone? Do you think we can do it without strict management? When we come next time, each car will pay Don’t fucking forget the fifty yuan security management fee... Whoever dares to talk nonsense, don’t blame me for not saving face... "
None of the drivers moved, but the anger was clearly visible on their faces.
The more Liu Yang listened, the less he understood what this meant. But looking at the reactions of these drivers, it was clear that the fifty yuan security fee and the fifty yuan management fee mentioned by the landlady just now were not the same thing at all.
Eighty percent of this money is collected on top of the management fee.
Yao Peng was still smoking in the back like nothing happened, as if he didn't see what was happening in front of him. But in fact, he was just watching with cold eyes, wanting to see what Liu Yang would do.
However, he was surprised to find that County Magistrate Liu Yangliu, who he originally thought was a gunman, was actually calm at this time, without any sign of losing his temper.
Not only did this guy not intend to lose his temper, he also smiled and walked over to chat with a group of drivers who were dark and dirty.
When Yao Peng walked slowly past, he heard a dark man in his thirties shaking his head and sighing: "Oh... this car can't run anymore. I'll fucking calculate it, the team's management fee, road maintenance Not counting fees, gas, car repairs, etc., just the fines these guys pay every day are at least five or six thousand a month. How much can I earn in a month if I work my ass off? I bought this car for more than 100,000 yuan, half of it I still got the loan..."