Conformity

Shao Bowen didn't know that his heart was full of rejection, and his joke was a bit inexplicably serious: "Don't target him in the future, for no reason, I can't see it."

Shao Lecheng only felt the grass and mud horse whizzing by in his head, and he almost blurted out: You bastard, he doesn't want to mess with you, so I'm full to go after him?

There was a kiss that shouldn't have happened in that weirdly hot summer, but the person involved was taking a nap, so it's still kept in the dark.

Shao Lecheng, who went home to rest temporarily due to heatstroke, witnessed this moment. Under the perennial grape vines of the old Shao's house, Chang Yuan bent down to cover the light spots that fell on Shao Bowen's face.

Strictly speaking, the beauty of the picture is not bad. Shao Bowen's side profile is more handsome than his front face, and Chang Yuan at that time is much shorter than now, and there is no pressure to cosplay a girl with a wig from a distance.But Shao Lecheng's fine hairs exploded in an instant, and the dizziness of heat stroke covered his head tightly like a plastic bag, so that he didn't even see that Chang Yuan's face was full of tears.

A thunderbolt exploded in his heart, and the young Shao Lecheng finally understood why he didn't like Chang Yuan...

Maybe it was out of shock, or maybe it was out of a grasping mentality, Shao Lecheng didn't jump out to beat him up, but he just retreated into the corner silently enduring the nausea from stomach acid.Afterwards, he didn't tell Shao Bowen either, he was holding onto this secret that made him tremble all over, waiting for Chang Yuan to provoke him.

However, no one expected that Chang Yuan's condition would suddenly become out of control. He began to lose his mind, and would tell Chi Mei to go away hoarsely, but went all over the street to find Shao Bowen.

The crazy guesswork whispered on the street made Shao Lecheng's weight useless. On the one hand, he was anxious about Chang Yuan's dirty mind, and on the other hand, because he was young and not hard-hearted enough, he couldn't help but want to sympathize with him. Everyone is doing it.

Moreover, people will always get bored, a breakup seems inevitable, Shao Lecheng's heart is all calm, no matter how loyal Shao Bowen is, he is just a neighbor after all.The surname Shao is the family. In the future, he will forget Chang Yuan and his pitiful illness as if he has a memory disorder.

This is the natural ending, if Chi Mei hadn't been in the way... Shao Lecheng was finally willing to believe in those pretentious rumors when he was a child. psychiatrist.

This sentence of persuasion set off alarm bells in his heart, and Shao Lecheng pushed him towards the crowd with a disastrous expression on his face: "Please brother, I am the one who can't see it anymore, okay? You all quarreled in such a scum back then, why are you embarrassed now?" ..."

As he spoke, he took his hands away from Shao Bowen's back, tilted his head and put his arms around them, making a gesture of a dreamy girl embracing the void, and said, "Hug like this! Don't you find it awkward?"

Shao Bowen blushed, and an inexplicable sweetness surged in his heart. He dismissed Shao Lecheng's pretentious performance, and couldn't help laughing: "It's a good thing I hugged him like this, otherwise the pot of hot water would have splashed on me."

Shao Lecheng didn't know that this happened before, he was a little false alarm when he heard the words, he didn't let go after asking the reason, and the next bite immediately hit a new high, he thought in a complicated mood, if he doesn't like it, he can go all out... Face to block, How come you like it?The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was inappropriate for Shao Bowen and Chang Yuan to stay on the same construction site.

"Anyway, you stay away from him. I saw you two getting together, and the embarrassment cancer is going to happen."

Shao Bo Wenxin said, your illness can be cured, but just as he was about to speak, a rough male voice broke his words.

Shao Lecheng heard the prestige and looked over, and saw that the crowd quickly started arguing again, and the sound of fucking your mother was overwhelming, which sounded really unreasonable.

As He Yicheng's assistant, he usually comes into contact with high-level people. He is used to being polite, and he has unconsciously developed a bit of virtue that is more refined than the sky. Contempt floated in his eyes, and he felt that these people were really rough.

"Before I came here, I was still thinking about how ridiculously low the demolition compensation is, making these people want to die. Now I find that this is not the case at all, and the price is not lower than the market price. What do you want? These nail households Don't be too greedy."

Shao Bowen thought to himself that real estate is such a complicated thing, if it can be compared so transparently, how much money will it make, besides, who is not greedy?Every link in the real estate chain is more greedy as it goes up.

"If you think about it the other way around, you'll understand," Shao Bowen said, and his eyes fell on the shirtless and yelling evicted household.

He is approaching the uniformed personnel of the demolition team, and he is constantly provoking, complaining about their difficulties of having nowhere to go, which has attracted frequent responses from the residents who are resisting together, which makes them feel cohesive... Something is wrong with this man , Shao Boxen thought.

Shao Lecheng didn't notice that he was staring at people, and after listening to his words, he thought about it but didn't understand, so he said in amazement: "Why?"

Shao Bowen made an analogy: "Suppose you are a developer and I am a house buyer. I have taken a fancy to the real estate developed by you. I want to buy it, and I can only pay the price equal to or lower than the market price. If you don't follow me, I will buy it." Just cut off your water and electricity, dig your road, find someone to intimidate you, if you still don’t sell it, then I’ll get an excavator and push it down for you, let’s talk about the rest, will you agree?”

Shao Le thought to himself why you didn't go to the sky, but this reverse fallacy was so simple and crude that it was almost straightforward. He was speechless for a while, and finally became furious in defending his own position: "This is illegal."

Not only is Shao Bowen not legally illiterate, but he also knows a lot. His eyes are sharp and deep: "From the beginning of land acquisition to the completion of the building, the developer is also taking advantage of loopholes everywhere."

Shao Lecheng didn't understand what he was pretending to be in his head. He was clearly making a living under the hands of the developer, but his mind was always on the opposite side, saying that he was the Holy Mother. If you look carefully, he is still the one who makes the move when it is time to do so. profiteers.

He stared and said: "Can it be the same? This land has been classified as demolition, and the ZF has stamped it in black and white. The state has allowed it to be demolished. They don't cooperate with the work. This is a blatant violation of the law. money."

"There must be people who steal money," Shao Bowen pointed at the crowd, and said, "For example, this."

Ordinary people who have been oppressed for more than a month and have nowhere to go will be logically confused and excited, just like Wang Siyu's father, but this man is very calm.

Shao Bowen had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly had some clues about it. There is a kind of people in the demolition. The original Hongan called them "laoqian".

The so-called "laoqian" is a social person who understands the flexible space between the demolition team's failure to afford it and the threat of the nail household's life, and opportunistically exploits it.

Some homeowners who will come to trouble will find street hooligans to act as relatives, and some people have been demolished for several years and then become "old relocation". They are professional and treacherous, inciting ignorant and helpless residents to be gunmen, using the media and public opinion It is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is just sitting and counting money.

Nail households are a product of demolition. They were synonymous with tragedy at first, but the benefits are enough to drive everything to deteriorate. Sometimes the benefits of consuming tragedies are richer and much faster than the normal way.

"But it's too arbitrary to kill everyone with a stick," said Shao Bowen's eyes, which were so fast that he couldn't grasp the loneliness.

Some people are really hard to leave their homeland, and some people lose this residence and can no longer afford other land in the same city, but is this house worth living with?

Shao Bowen thought he could live without a house, but he didn't dare to vouch for the world. There are all kinds of beings, and the life of some ordinary people in this world is already so heavy that it makes imagination barren. Any change is the last straw.

Following his pointing, Shao Lecheng saw the indignant evicted household, but it seemed that all the nail households here were the same, snobbish, uneducated, and unreasonable, he didn't see anything, he could only be at a loss talk?"

But Shao Bowen pushed him, and at the same time strode towards that side, "This man is stirring up other people's emotions and controlling him."

Shao Lecheng fell out confused, but it was too late.

Before he and Shao Bowen plunged into the crowd, a filthy yellow arc pierced the sky, and there were continuous screams everywhere they went. A stench came down the wind, and a little liquid seemed to splash on his face. Shao Lecheng was disgusted. His legs went limp, and the acid reflux shot up to his throat in an instant.

An eerie silence spread across the scene, and Sartre said that he had only one weapon for violence, and that was violence.

In the chaotic beating and shouting, none of the people in the center of the storm noticed that the shirtless man was also fighting, but his trajectory gradually deviated to the outer edge.

The center of the venue was full of feces and urine, and Shao Lecheng felt that it was a torment to open his eyes. He squatted on the ground in a daze, and missed the clean and perfumed office of the Rongjing headquarters very much.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he only felt a figure flash, Erkang's hand failed, and he saw Shao Bowen striding around the crowd like flying, and kicked the man who had given an impassioned speech to the ground with his buttocks pouted. , and then he knelt down and folded the man's arms on the vest. His movements were well-trained like combat troops.

Shao Lecheng was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered the photos he left in the army. He was ten times more handsome in military uniform. He is actually quite suitable for serving in the army. He also likes the group of comrades. He thought, so everything is still weird Far.

If he hadn't gone to the construction site to find Shao Bowen, the man who fell would not have hit him. If he hadn't hit him, Shao Bowen wouldn't have saved him. If he didn't save him, his fingers wouldn't have broken. If you don't pick it up, there will be no problem of not getting it right.In the first year or two when it was connected, it was not good or bad, but now it is almost deformed.

But it's not enough to save him. Chi Mei uses soft words as a knife to stab his guilty heart, because her only remaining precious son is covered in blood, even if it's other people's blood, he is her porcelain. Baby, not even a single hair can be broken.

While he was in a trance, Shao Bowen leaned down and said, "Tell everyone here that compensation is still negotiable, and that you are willing to talk to the newcomer from Party A again."

His tone was hardly threatening, but there was no expression on his face, and the strength in his hands began to increase, lifting the man's arms that were cut backwards little by little.

"Otherwise, when the compensation comes, you will probably have to count the money with your feet."

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Chang Yuan hurriedly left the demolition site, and Lin Fan greeted him. He didn't even have the energy to ask him what he was doing here, so he left without touching the ground. He has worked in Donglian for 5 years. Skipping work for the first time.

Shao Lecheng's words turned into a mode of repetition and reverberation in his mind, over and over again, reverberating until his face turned pale to blue, anger and guilt were inseparable.He hated that Shao Bowen had insulted him, and that he couldn't love him as he wished, but this was not the same as what his mother did. For him, hate and guilt don't add, subtract, multiply, and divide.

Chi Mei provoked the delicate adoptive father-son relationship of the Shao family. She persuaded the Shao family's parents to encourage Shao Bowen to find relatives, then turned around and told Shao Bowen that his adoptive parents still felt that he should go back to his blood-related family.

However, ten years ago, the search for relatives in S City was a scam from the very beginning. When "parents" they put drugs in his water.Then he woke up in an MLM den and underwent brainwashing every day, until the winter conscription team passed by the city, and he returned to Tongcheng like a refugee.

Half of Chang Yuan's blood was cold. If Shao Bowen was a little unlucky and met a human trafficker who sold organs, then now... he would probably only have a bunch of organs left.

He took a particularly hard breath, but he couldn't dispel the coldness in his heart. Chi Mei just said a few words, and the Shao family paid such a painful price. When she really wanted to do something, then What will be the consequences?

It seems that the person who made the suggestion does not have to bear the consequences for the outcome of the adopter, but Chang Yuan thought with a twist of a knife: She pushed me a little further away, maybe one day, she and I can coexist like strangers.

When he left without IQ, he rushed directly into the subway station. When the speeding car window encountered darkness, Chang Yuan could see the reflected man with a face that was about to cry. He raised his finger and poked it With eyes on it, the heart said: Why are you so cowardly, why... dare not say anything.

"Sir, we've arrived at the terminal, you..." Probably because he was in a bad mood, the staff hesitated for a moment, and added a smile: "It's time for you to get off."

Chang Yuan came back to his senses and found that the subway was empty. He had sat through many stops, but the return train came roaring at this moment. The coincidence and kindness made his mind empty, and he felt suddenly enlightened. Illusion, he also laughed: "Um, I've been sitting for more than a dozen stops, thank you, goodbye."

He temporarily decided to go back to the construction site immediately, and wait until he got off work to go home on time, and go back to his parents' house.