Subsequently, the three people hurriedly left the factory, sprinting wildly towards the outside. Liu Jianguo was serious this time; the three machines inside had to be relocated quickly, otherwise, they would regret it later, as the whole affair was quite troublesome. Moreover, Liu Jianguo had received news that Changlin Factory was about to relocate soon, and if these items were not moved before the relocation, they would be unobtainable later.

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April, when the flowers bloom in the warm spring.

The sunshine is bright and the scenery everywhere is beautiful.

Yet, at such a beautiful time, some people have no mind to appreciate the lovely spring. Mr. Hu drove to the City Committee. He decided to personally talk to Song Ming. The land where Changlin Factory is situated must be relocated quickly; after spending so much money, he couldn't just let the land remain idle.

If he didn't make use of these funds soon, his capital flow would likely be affected. Mr. Hu's investments were not limited to Jiangbei City. The investments in Jiangbei City were just a part of his portfolio; he also had significant investments in other places, such as the provincial capital.

In the provincial capital, Mr. Hu also owned a real estate property, which had already opened for sales and was currently selling well. Therefore, he planned to seize this opportunity to quickly develop the land of Changlin Factory and not let it remain idle any longer. The land had been idle for several years, and if not developed, a downturn in the real estate market could potentially force him to suffer a loss on this land.

"Mr. Hu, you're here?" The security guard at the door scurried over.

"Hmm." Mr. Hu, wearing a black coat and feeling frail in the spring breeze, felt slightly cold. He sniffed and asked, "Where's Deputy Secretary Song?"

"Deputy Secretary Song should be in his office now!" the security guard quickly replied: "You can find him if you go upstairs."

Mr. Hu immediately headed upstairs.

Song Ming was leisurely drinking tea in his office, with a position high enough that he didn't need to busy himself with trivial matters. He only needed to control the general direction, letting others handle the specific tasks. He just needed to sit here each day, as there was generally nothing much for him to do.

Knock knock knock...

A series of knocks on the door were heard.

"Come in." Song Ming spoke.

Mr. Hu immediately pushed the door open and entered. Song Ming glanced at him and continued to make tea, asking, "Tiger, what brings you here today?"

"Ah, listen to you, Secretary Song." Mr. Hu chuckled and said, "How could I not come to visit you?"

"Speak, what's the matter?" Song Ming already knew that this guy never visits without a reason. Since he came, he definitely had a request.

Of course, Song Ming felt a bit intimidated sometimes, since Mr. Hu was known to be quite ruthless in his dealings.

"It's about the land of Changlin Factory." Mr. Hu smiled awkwardly: "I had planned to complete the demolition by the end of last year, but... now half a year has passed, what do you think?"

"Changlin Factory?" Song Ming was startled and said: "This has indeed been delayed a bit too long."

"Exactly." Mr. Hu nodded and said: "I've already bought the land, could the City Committee help me out? Try to relocate the people there. Otherwise, I lose money for every day the land remains undeveloped."

Song Ming thought for a moment, then gravely said: "Tiger, I can't help you with this. You'll have to help yourself."

"Secretary Song, what do you mean by that?" Mr. Hu curiously asked.

"The City Committee intervening might not solve the problem," Song Ming poured a cup of tea and then said: "It's not that we don't want to help. The promotional work is all in place, but you have seen the consequences."

"What should I do then?" Mr. Hu frowned.

"How would I know?" Song Ming suddenly looked up at Mr. Hu, then said: "I am a government official, I cannot enforce anything. You figure it out yourself."

Mr. Hu sighed. It seemed Song Ming was not going to help him.

The two chatted casually in the office for a while before Mr. Hu left.

Liu Jianjun had already heard about the planned demolition of Changlin Factory from somewhere else. That's why he was in a rush to remove the machines from the factory.

However, the news quickly spread.

"Did you know? Our factory is about to be prepared for demolition again."

"If they dare, if they dare come, we will fight them to the death!"

In the factory, many took an extreme stance on the matter. They felt not only was the facility theirs, but everything within it belonged to everyone. They were not satisfied with the demolition compensation and found relocating to be very troublesome.

"Brother Chuan, I heard that Changlin Factory is going to be demolished again," Zhou Kai hastily found Lin Chuan.

"Hmph, how dare they!" Lin Chuan snorted coldly.

"Everyone in the factory is talking about it," Zhou Kai said breathlessly. "I don't know if it's true or not, but the rumors are really bizarre."

"Don't worry about it so much," Lin Chuan shook his head. "Let's wait until they come. It's not about what they want, but what we decide."

"Hehe..." Zhou Kai nodded, "Exactly, we can't let them succeed in doing this."

In the factory, everyone was prepared to resist the forced demolition. Of course, there were also some who went to the community committee and signed the demolition agreement with Liu Jianguo, pocketing the compensation money. All this was done secretly. After taking the money, these people actually returned to their residences and continued to protest with the residents who were resisting the demolition.

City Committee.

Regarding the demolition, Lin Chuan specifically made a trip to Tang Yumeng's office.

Tang Yumeng's job was much busier than Song Ming's. Tang Yumeng was involved in both big and small issues, so despite her efforts, she often didn't win people over. In the office, Lin Chuan, holding a bouquet of red roses, walked in with a smile.

Unexpectedly, he saw Bai Yifan inside.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow.

"Why can't I be here?" Bai Yifan looked back at Lin Chuan challengingly.

Rivals meeting, eyes full of jealousy.

"Alright, alright," Tang Yumeng intervened hastily, "Yifan came to discuss things with me too, Lin Chuan, what are you here for?"

"I came to bring flowers," Lin Chuan waved the roses in his hand.

Bai Yifan glanced at them and derisively said, "Of all things to bring, you chose to give roses!"

"Look carefully, these are red roses!" Lin Chuan raised the flowers in his hand.

"Roses have too many thorns, these are peonies." Bai Yifan sneered coldly: "You don't even recognize the flowers and you dare to give them."

Lin Chuan blinked and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter what I bring, what matters is that Xiao Yu likes it."

As they spoke, Lin Chuan pulled out the red roses Bai Yifan had just placed in the vase and threw them into the trash can, then carefully inserted his own 'red roses' into the vase. This scene really annoyed Bai Yifan: "What do you mean by that, kid?"

"Your words don't deserve to be in this vase," Lin Chuan grinned.

"You!" Bai Yifan was furious.

"Stop it, you two," Tang Yumeng hurriedly said, "Yifan, you go back first, we'll continue discussing this matter next time."

"Fine," Bai Yifan glared at Lin Chuan and said, "For the sake of Xiao Yu, I'll let it go."

After saying that, Bai Yifan turned and left.

In the office, Tang Yumeng frowned, while Lin Chuan had a triumphant look on his face, like a victorious rooster. He wore a smug smile.

"Feeling pleased?" Tang Yumeng stared at Lin Chuan, "You, always causing trouble regardless of the situation."

"Sister, I'm doing this for your own good," Lin Chuan quickly replied with a smile: "You should interact less with such people, they're hypocrites."

"I think you are the hypocrite," Tang Yumeng flushed and said: "Every time you're alone with me, you're up to no good. Humph!"

"Hehe, isn't that the nature of a man?" Lin Chuan laughed heartily.

"So, what did you want to see me about?" Tang Yumeng plopped down into a chair, then took a sip of water from her cup.

"I heard Changlin Factory is preparing for demolition?" Lin Chuan asked.

"That's right," Tang Yumeng nodded, "Song Ming did mention this issue to me."

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