"How do you plan to resettle the residents of Changlin Factory?" Lin Chuan frowned.

"Aren't there compensation standards set by the developer?" Tang Yumeng smiled and said: "Just follow the compensation standards, isn't that alright?"

"Are those standards set by humans?" Lin Chuan sneered. "They are in no way consistent with market conditions. The compensation money can only buy houses in the outermost suburbs, where you can hardly do anything."

"What else can we do then?" Tang Yumeng asked. "What do you suggest?"

"Just provide additional compensation based on the original place!" Lin Chuan exclaimed.

"That could work!" Tang Yumeng nodded. "The original houses in Changlin Factory are all small units, and after reconstruction, the area will definitely double, with the smallest units being around eighty square meters. We can sell the extra area to the residents at market price, would you agree to that?"

Lin Chuan looked perplexed. If that were the case, the residents of Changlin Factory would definitely disagree. The general residential area for those residents in Changlin Factory hovers around forty square meters. Even for residential buildings, the largest are just over sixty square meters. With that much extra area, calculating at an average price of six thousand per square meter in the eastern district, that's several hundred thousand. For the workers of Changlin Factory, that amount of money is astronomically high.

"This..." Lin Chuan hesitated too.

"You have to choose one of the two plans, right?" Tang Yumeng spoke up.

"Can't more be added?" Lin Chuan asked.

"The developer is a businessman, not a charity." Tang Yumeng glanced at Lin Chuan and said: "I think the second compensation plan that was modified is quite good, compensating more than three thousand per square meter and also including a one-time resettlement fee. What more do you want?"

"Sister, you are wrong." Lin Chuan said helplessly: "The workers of Changlin Factory, their apartments are generally around forty to fifty square meters. Even when you add the area compensation and the resettlement fee, it doesn't exceed two hundred thousand. You're asking them to buy a house with two hundred thousand?"

Tang Yumeng was stunned too, indeed two hundred thousand wasn't enough to buy a house, she smiled: "They must have some life savings, right?"

"Who would want that?" Lin Chuan sneered. "Who is willing to spend all of their life savings just to buy a house?"

"Then there's no solution to this problem." Tang Yumeng shrugged her shoulders. "Besides, I don't have the final say in this matter, Song Ming is managing this."

Lin Chuan looked frustrated.

After returning to Haiqing Pool, Zhou Kai and the others immediately gathered around.

"Brother Chuan, how did it go?" Zhou Kai and the others asked curiously.

"How did what go?" Lin Chuan looked furious. "Damn it, if anyone dares to demolish, we'll fight them. I refuse to believe that we can't withstand them with our own hands."

"Exactly." Lu Dapao, holding a machete, furiously said: "Damn his grandfather, whoever dares to demolish my house, I'll kill his entire family."

Lin Chuan's anger seemed to ignite the rage of his brothers, and the group was highly agitated.

The demolition seemed imminent, and everyone inside Changlin Factory felt threatened, fearing that bulldozers and excavators were about to roll in at any moment.

The company under Mr. Hu from Heng'an Group was already prepared, initially trying to persuade the workers of Changlin Factory, but with little effect. Mostly because the workers were very poor and couldn't afford to buy houses outside, so they were reluctant to move. Going outside could potentially lead to homelessness, whereas staying here provided at least a place to settle.

"Director Liu, what do you think about this matter?" The manager of Heng'an Group found Liu Jianjun and quietly handed over an envelope with ten thousand yuan.

"Don't worry, I will personally see to the demolition work." Liu Jianjun grinned, took the ten thousand yuan envelope into his pocket, and patted his chest saying: "I guarantee that these people will sign the agreement quietly."

"That's good." The manager quickly nodded his head. "Director Liu, we are relying on you for this."

"Heh, don't worry." Liu Jianjun immediately nodded, saying: "I will definitely cooperate with you on this work."

Having received the red envelope, Liu Jianjun became even more arrogant, extremely excited.

Mr. Hu was worried about Lin Chuan on one hand and did not want to incur losses on the other, finding himself in a tough situation. Eventually, he decided to personally visit Lin Chuan first, hoping to catch some hints from him. Ideally, if Lin Chuan agreed to the demolition work, then all would be well. If Lin Chuan disagreed, he would consider other methods.

Nighttime arrived.

Haiqing Pool was bustling with business, where a large area at the front was filled with parked cars, luxury vehicles flocking together, Mercedes, BMW, Audi... countless. The youngsters at the door were busy attending to the guests. Some guests, after getting out of their cars, requested to cover their cars with car covers, obviously to conceal their license plates and hide their traces.

The brothers from Changlin Factory naturally agreed, eagerly busy with the tasks, wishing they could devote all their energy to it.

At eleven o'clock at night, a black Mercedes S500 slowly drove in.

"Oh, a big Benz." Li Qiang looked out at the entrance and quickly smiled: "I'll handle, I'll handle it!"

The boys all know that those who come here are big spenders. As long as you serve them warmly and sweet-talk them, tips are inevitable. Today, with such a luxurious Mercedes, tips could easily start from fifty or a hundred. So, Li Qiang rushed to greet them.

Just as Li Qiang was about to open the car door, a subordinate in a black suit emerged from the passenger side and beat Li Qiang to opening the door. Li Qiang was immediately stunned; the suitor in formal attire obviously looked much more proper, towering at 1.8 meters tall with a dominant presence.

The rear car door opened, and a Northeastern Tiger actually stepped out of the car.

"Mr. Hu?" Li Qiang exclaimed in shock.

The Northeastern Tiger was wearing a black Van Zhesi suit, draped in a long cape, looking very domineering. The Northeastern Tiger looked up at the blue and white porcelain, and the rooftop which had a neon sign covering an area of more than ten square meters. In the deep midnight sky, this piece of neon glowed with a bright red light, very dazzling.

"It's indeed not as good as my Tsinghua Pool," mumbled Mr. Hu: "How could their business be stronger than mine?"

"Mr. Hu, how can they compare with your Tsinghua Pool?" sneered a subordinate nearby: "Just a bunch of folks making a noisy mess. It's nothing grand."

"Hmm," Mr. Hu nodded.

After seeing Mr. Hu's face clearly, Li Qiang turned on his heels and sprinted towards Haiqing Pool.

Mr. Hu, followed by a group of people, walked towards Haiqing Pool, where they were stopped by over ten subordinates at the entrance.

"Mr. Hu, this is not your Tsinghua Pool," Lu Dapao quickly intervened.

Mr. Hu shook his cape and said, "This Haiqing Pool really has quite the face, blocking customers from coming in to spend money?"

Lu Dapao was stunned and somewhat at a loss; he didn't know what to do. He felt that Mr. Hu was not here to spend money, but to cause trouble. Yet he could not decide whether to let him in or stop him. If he stopped him, it might tarnish Haiqing Pool's reputation; if he let him in, and Mr. Hu caused trouble, what then?

Just as Lu Dapao was hesitating, a voice came from behind: "Let him in."

Lu Dapao awkwardly said, "Lin Chuan, this guy is definitely here to cause trouble."

"No worries," Lin Chuan shook his head and said: "Why would Mr. Hu care about a place as rundown as ours. If he really wanted to cause trouble, Mr. Hu wouldn't come personally. A place that could provoke Mr. Hu into taking action is definitely not a lowly spot like ours."

"Haha..." Mr. Hu laughed heartily, he slowly walked over and said, "Lin Chuan, I'm purely here to spend as a customer today."

"Welcome," Lin Chuan immediately nodded and said, "All expenses for Mr. Hu today are on the house."

"There's no need," Mr. Hu shook his head and said, "I will pay."

With that, Mr. Hu entered.

However, after Mr. Hu walked a complete round inside, he ended up helplessly shaking his head: "Sigh, nothing special, nothing stunning."

For Mr. Hu, what kind of women hadn't he been with? Women without features or stunning allure couldn't spark Mr. Hu's interest. Thus, after this round, Mr. Hu had absolutely no interest, continuously shaking his head in frustration.

"It looks like Mr. Hu wasn't here to spend after all," Lin Chuan followed behind with hands clasped at his back.

Mr. Hu, looking intrigued, glanced at Lin Chuan and then said, "Lin Chuan, your place is too dull; why don't we find a spot to sit down and have a good talk?"

"Please!" Lin Chuan smiled.

Having known that Mr. Hu wasn't here to spend, Lin Chuan had already thought of a place to entertain Mr. Hu.

"A man of insight!" Mr. Hu laughed heartily.

Afterward, the two men immediately turned and went upstairs, followed closely by a few of Mr. Hu's personal subordinates. Lu Dapao and several others also followed. The atmosphere was tense, as if swords were drawn. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Lin Chuan pushed open a room on the third floor, which was styled in pure Japanese tatami. The room also played a soft Japanese bamboo flute tune, matched with elegant Japanese decorations, as if entering an authentic Japanese room.

The room had a square table, the table already prepared with tea, and a stick of ambergris was lit. Very calming.

Mr. Hu naturally made himself comfortable, after entering, he sat cross-legged on the floor. Both parties appeared very calm, serene, and composed.

Lin Chuan poured a cup of tea for Mr. Hu and said, "This is a cup of authentic Japanese bamboo leaf tea, very refreshing. Try it, Mr. Hu."

Mr. Hu gently tasted it and said, "It's so bland, nothing's good about this."

"It seems, Mr. Hu, you have something important to discuss with me," Lin Chuan put down his teacup and smiled: "If that's the case, please speak frankly, Mr. Hu."

Mr. Hu knocked on the table, then waved his hand.

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