Chapter 365 Appeared

The mayor has his own ideas, but to Cao Weihua, this guy is just a bitch.

I'll enjoy your life, and I'll send you to your death... It's true that I want to be a queen but also have to erect a memorial arch.

But now, it's useless to say this. The top priority is how to dispel that foreigner's arrogance.

Hearing that Hongjie paid Feng Jun another sum of money, Cao Weihua really had the urge to deal with Zhang Weihong, but Director Cao warned him repeatedly: That woman has a foothold overseas, so you should think carefully.

Zhang Weihong sells jade on a large scale and it is impossible to keep a low profile, but why does no one check her taxes?

There is no way to explain this matter clearly. In short, there are too many tricks in the jade industry. Even if we want to rectify the chaos in the industry, we cannot target factions and overseas patriots.

Cao Weihua thought about it over and over, and finally thought, "How are the contacts with the local villagers going?"

"One person is fifty yuan a day, and two thousand people are still guaranteed," a man beside him said, "but it only costs about eighty yuan to take care of food and cigarettes."

"Money is money, things are things," Cao Weihua said coldly. This guy is not all useless, at least he has a good vision.

"Distributing things in a centralized manner can reflect organization. Only those who distribute things can truly have the right to speak, so as to prevent blind people from taking the opportunity to cause trouble... I learned this trick from Myricken."

"Do you think so? The demonstrators who injured the police were paid by the FBI."

The mass organization on this day was not very successful. It was raining lightly. Except for a small piece of flat land outside the mountain gate, the rest of the place was muddy. There were only five to six hundred people present, some holding umbrellas and some wearing raincoats.

Under such circumstances, it is unrealistic to expect the masses to storm the mountain gate. If the raincoat is torn, the umbrella is broken...whose fault is it?

So everyone stood outside the mountain gate. Someone held a big banner with black words on a white background, "Give me back my land, and the villagers must survive."

It didn't take long for the ink to be soaked by the rain, and there was a dark patch on the white cloth.

But even so, Feng Jun was still a little surprised. After he heard about it, he rushed to the mountain gate with his people and took a look at the situation. He couldn't help but secretly sigh that Cao Weihua was not a special idiot and actually knew how to use the public to create public opinion.

"These are all bought heads, right? I'm really willing to spend money."

There were people from the construction team blocking the door, and Feng Jun also brought seven or eight people.

Among the seven or eight people, except Gazi and Wang Haifeng, the others were all workers in the manor.

In fact, there are more than these workers in the manor, but most of them are locals. It is not convenient for them to come, so they can only stay in the villa and take care of the home under the leadership of Xu Leigang.

Feng Jun was well prepared when he came here. He brought three cameras, and the lenses locked the door tightly.

However, the people present were in a heavy mood. Wu Limin's cousin even gave a wry smile and said, "Maybe you will become an Internet celebrity?"

The ownership of the barren hills contracted by Luohua Villa is very clear. Even if some of the land has been converted from farmland to forest, it has also been replaced. The problem is not too big. The "return my land" mentioned on the on-site banner is just nonsense. .

But no matter what, once these things are posted online, who will listen to your reasoning?

Even if there were three cameras at the manor, capturing real scenes, their effect would be better than nothing.

But Feng Jun patted him on the shoulder and cheered him up, "Internet celebrities are just Internet celebrities. Tell brothers, prepare to be ruthless. Once the fight starts, I also have cash here! Damn it... you have more money than me?"

For these migrant workers, fighting is something only second-rate people do. Earning money honestly when away from home is the way to go.

But if you really have money in front of you, an honest person can fight hard - I can't say that everyone dares to fight, there are always one or two adults.

Fighting is never about the number of people, it is about the elite, and money is the confidence.

Wu Limin's cousin was not afraid of trouble. He spoke directly, "Boss Feng, if you really want to fight, show your money now."

Feng Jun snapped his fingers and said, "Granny, take the money."

In the dense spring rain, Gazi silently took out a suitcase from the car, placed it on the ground and opened it. It was full of red bills.

He remained silent, then walked to the car again, took out a suitcase, and continued to open it. His eyes were still red.

He turned around, took down another suitcase, and continued to open it...

The daily-wage earners were immediately stunned, "What the hell...three million?"

Many people had blue eyes, "At least six million, right? The box is so big."

Feng Jun spoke loudly, "If someone rushes in, they just want to rob... When we encounter a robber, even if we kill the person, it is self-defense! I won't let everyone's hard work be in vain!"

There were so many people, and it was impossible to reason with him. He insisted that it was self-defense, and his momentum overwhelmed the other party.

As for whether it was legitimate defense? What he said definitely didn't count, but at this time... who would think so much?

Gazi had already taken out the fourth suitcase. When he heard this, he didn't open it and just put it there.

In fact, a suitcase is worth one million. Showing three million is enough to scare the five or six hundred people present.

Feng Jun felt like he was playing the role of a warlord in a movie, and the white silver coins fell to the ground, "Brothers, give it to me!"

But he is not ashamed at all. You are allowed to spend money, but I am not allowed to spend money?

Sorry, I have more money than you... I am rich and willful!

Cao Weihua's people were mixed in with the crowd, and they also prepared several small cameras, hoping to secretly film the people in Luohua Manor being violent to "innocent people" so that they could post them online to arouse public outrage.

Faced with this scene, they were also dumbfounded - directly stating that they were buying people with money? And... he also framed everyone for robbery?

In fact, under normal circumstances, in Feng Jun's position, it is impossible to hire someone to defend him without spending some blood. However, at the same time, if everyone wants to compete for public opinion, they must try their best to emphasize their innocence.

At this time, taking out the red bills to hit people, isn't it to incite hatred?

Don’t you know that netizens love all kinds of ways to hate the rich?

But in fact, anyone with some brains can imagine that Feng Jun's reaction may not be inappropriate.

In recent years, you have seen a lot of disputes on the Internet. Who has ever seen a fight where real money was spent?

There are people who spend money to hire people to fight, and there are a lot of them, but no one dares to spend it so openly.

When this kind of rare thing comes out, it won't be much worse if it doesn't make hot searches. Once the popularity exceeds a certain critical point, there is no need to mobilize. There are always people to dig out the truth.

Three million dollars spent just to defend the home - is this title scary? Is it exciting or not?

It is impossible to hope that the video will not be circulated. There are more than one camera on both sides.

Cao Weihua's people were suppressed, but what they didn't expect was that Feng Jun was also secretly complaining in his heart.

why? Being rich these days is the original sin. Although the source of his money is not bloody, it is definitely not innocent.

The most important thing is that he wants to live a low-key life. Once he becomes a hot search topic, is it possible to keep a low profile?

Facing three million people, both sides fell silent. With so many people present, the sound of rain could actually be heard.

I don't know how long it took, but a tall and thin young man in black walked out of the crowd, followed by two strong men.

He walked to the door and spoke loudly, "Feng Jun, come here, I have something to say."

Feng Jun doesn't want to go there. If you let me go, I will go there. How shameless is that?

But then I thought about it, the other party had already reached the door of the house, and he couldn't go any further in. He wouldn't agree to it if he went further in.

Then he had no choice but to step forward, so he walked over and said in a deep voice, "Is something wrong?"

"I am Cao Weihua," the young man in black said expressionlessly, "It's still too late for you to regret it now."

Feng Jun touched his forehead and asked, dumbfounded, "Do you think I need to regret it now?"

"You will regret it," Cao Weihua said very firmly, "Today there are only more than 500 people, but tomorrow there will be 2,000 people. "Today Zhengyang" will report it. The more money you spend, the more passive you will be... can explain you Where did the money come from?”

"The money I make is much cleaner than what you make," Feng Jun didn't bother to beat around the bush and simply spoke directly, "Can you check my funds? Guess... can I check your funds?"

Cao Weihua's face turned dark. He hated others threatening him very much. You know, he was the only one who threatened others. "You should know who my old man is, right?"

"To tell you the truth, I just found out," Feng Jun told the truth, not exaggerating at all, but he also looked down on the other party's tendency to expose his father, "He is just a deputy director, can't we investigate him?"

Cao Weihua couldn't bear to hear disparaging words about the old man. The deputy director... was just paying it forward? Do you have a deputy director at home?

If the old man doesn't take the wrong path and doesn't waste time, the deputy provincial governor... can be expected.

But now, he really wasn't angry, he just smiled disdainfully, "It's not that I underestimate you, you really can't find out."

UU Reading www.uukanshu.net must have his reasons for saying this - at the very least, Director Cao is really not greedy.

However, Feng Jun just said it casually. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Whatever you say."

Seeing that he acted so indifferently, Cao Weihua became even more angry. He said in a deep voice, "If I were you, I would stop now. There are some things I don't think it's appropriate to say clearly. Believe it or not, I'll send you to the dormitory to eat steamed buns in a minute?"

Feng Jun actually laughed, then shook his head, "I really don't believe it, but you are... seeking death."

Cao Weihua's face dropped, "So, there's no more talk?"

"I don't know where your sense of superiority comes from," Feng Jun said calmly, "It's better to leave than to see him off."

Cao Weihua blinked and actually laughed, "I hope you can still be so confident tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and left without any hesitation. He was obviously confident.

Feng Jun didn't say anything, just watched him leave the crowd, and asked people to start clearing away the tables, chairs, benches, and the dining cart with packed lunches.