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The Municipal Bureau of Land and Resources immediately initiated an investigation into the report and sent people to the Qingyuan Town Government to find out the situation.

As a signatory of the agreement, Tian Jiamu received a call from his superior at four o'clock in the afternoon. The call was concise and to the point that he was asked to accept a subpoena.

He packed up his things and immediately rode his motorcycle to the city.

The young village official was innocent, and when he sat in the discipline inspection department, he had confidence in his heart, and he even spoke forcefully:

"I voluntarily accept the investigation."

He took out a plastic bag, took out all the assets in it-two bank cards, and the real estate certificate of his hometown, and put them on the table: "My assets are all here. I humbly accept the inspection of the organization. I hope that the organization will Give me back my innocence."

"Xiaotian," the leader looked at the young man with pure eyes in front of him, and poured him a glass of water from the water dispenser: "Don't be so serious."

"We just want to ask, what do you say about Century Real Estate's overdue bidding?"

Tian Jiamu originally had a broad chest, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his expression suddenly changed: "Overdue?"

"We are very strict in the review. Century Real Estate submitted the bid three days after the announcement, but... it was just halfway. When we negotiated here, it was delayed for several days, but in the end it was not overdue."

"Look at it."

The leader pushed a scanned copy in front of him.

Tian Jiamu carefully read the content they circled with a pen, and frowned: "I understand, you mean that the day we signed the agreement has exceeded the process date of the announcement..."

The closing date on the announcement was August [-]th, but when the bidding was confirmed to Fang Chengyan, it was already August [-]th, two days later.

In the middle of it, he returned the first phase of the investment of Four Seasons Real Estate, and accepted the request of another big company.

Could it be that the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection is doubting himself...?

Tian Jiamu was aroused by the anxiety in his heart. He stood up and was eager to explain:

"Leader, I admit that I am indeed overdue on this, but that's because our project has multiple social capital participating in the auction."

"I read every planning book they sent, and went back and forth for many days in the middle, and finally finalized Century Real Estate, which caused the subsequent process to be delayed."

After he finished this pile of explanations in one breath, Tian Jiamu's eyes like cold stars flickered for a moment, and then he came to his senses!

——Why does Uncle Zhang from the economic department keep saying no to Century Real Estate?

Uncle Zhang is the old accountant of the unit. He has lived to this age and is already an old fritter.

No matter how strong Century Real Estate is, how brilliant the planning is, even if it has an overwhelming advantage!This kind of behavior of discarding the original bidder and switching to a new company will only cause trouble.

Knowing the pros and cons and staying out of trouble is the right way.

Tian Jiamu sighed that he was really an elm-headed man, and he only figured it out now.

He slowly sat down on the chair, his Adam's apple moved a few times, and he could no longer speak.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Chengyan arrived at Rijian Tea House on time.

Song Zhi closed the door of the tea house, first glanced at Fang Chengyan through the car window, and then sat in the passenger seat.He wanted to say something to the man, but he didn't know how to ask.

"I would like to thank you for your notice," Fang Chengyan told him, "The person who came to the construction site in the afternoon is our company's opponent who bid for the land before."

"They were the first to bid, but then it was us."

"That's it." Song Zhi said, "That's why people are not convinced."

"What are they going to do to you?"

"It's nothing more than affecting the progress of the project and making a fuss about the demolition households. If it is serious, they may find some loopholes and report them."

One sounds better than the other.

Song Zhi called out to the good guy from the bottom of his heart, "Then can you handle it?"

The man said as usual that it was not a big deal, as if he had seen many storms.

Song Zhixuan glanced at him, thinking that he was just pretending.

When eating at night, Song Zhi found that Fang Chengyan ate a little faster than usual.

"Eat more of this." The old man served Song Zhi a bowl of West Lake beef soup with a wooden spoon beside the pot.

And the latter only focused on observing Fang Chengyan, and was also absent-minded when eating by himself.

After a long time, he noticed the bowl in front of him and quickly added a sentence.

"Oh, thank you."

"Eat your own, leave me alone."

"I'm done." The man said suddenly.

Song Zhi took a sneak peek and saw Fang Chengyan go back to the house.

After Fang Changyun finished his meal, he pulled Song Zhi to watch TV again.

Song Zhi watched the TV obediently, knowing in his heart that he must not talk to the old man about it, so as not to upset the old man.

Watching TV anxiously until nine o'clock at night, until the old man fell asleep, Song Zhi sent him upstairs to rest.

Then they walked back to the kitchen on the first floor, and then went to Fang Chengyan's bedroom and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Song Zhi stood at the door, afraid of disturbing him, he didn't dare to speak loudly: "Brother Cheng Yan, I'll pour you a glass of water."

He came over and put the cup of the mobile phone on the man's table.

"I see that the soaking things in your kitchen are quite useful, so I soaked a piece of lily for you to calm your nerves."

Fang Chengyan raised his head and replied very gently: "Okay, thank you."

"Cough," Song Zhi turned and walked away, "It's okay."

The lights in the president's room stay on until two o'clock at night.

He reviewed all the bidding documents for the Qingyuan land, and read the bidding contract of the Four Seasons Real Estate Company several times.

If you snatch the ration of a local snake, you are ready to be bitten.

But the contract is very standardized and has been impeccable.

Where will they make a fuss?

Early the next morning, when Tian Jiamu came to him on his own initiative, Fang Chengyan got the answer.

"Mr. Fang."

The village official rushed to Fang Chengyan's house in a hurry. He stood in the middle of Fang's small garden with a gloomy face.

"Please come in."

Fang Chengyan asked the visitor to sit down on the sofa, and asked the nanny to pour tea.

"I'm here to tell you news about the city." Tian Jiamu looked serious and looked into President Fang's eyes seriously.

"It's not a small matter, we all need to be prepared." As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly bypassed Fang Chengyan and looked behind.

——but saw his little Brother Song, standing sleepily on the second floor of Mr. Fang's house!

This……?

"Little brother Song?" Tian Jiamu couldn't hide the surprise in his tone.

"Jiamu?" Song Zhi asked as he went downstairs, "Why are you here?"

"I have something to do with Mr. Fang, how about you?"

"Hey, my house doesn't open fire. I have the cheek to come to someone's house to eat." He glanced at Fang Chengyan and scratched his head: "He fell asleep again."

Tian Jiamu nodded: "No wonder you asked me to go to the restaurant with you last time."

He exchanged a few more pleasantries with Song Zhi: "Didn't you still say you want to ride my motorcycle? Why didn't I see you mention it later?"

"Sit." Song Zhi swayed over lazily, and sat next to Tian Jiamu: "When are you on vacation, call me."

Tian Jiamu smiled, "It's just recently, and I'm planning to change my motorcycle these two days."

"Why?" Song Zhi was puzzled.

"That car is almost scrapped, I'm afraid you will dislike it."

When Song Zhi heard this, he was not happy.

He brought Tian Jiamu over with a hook around his neck, and said in a routine: "What's your dislike? What's the matter with you, Xiaotian?"

He patted Tian Jiamu's chest with the hand that hooked the opponent's neck: "You little village official, you've been dishonest, don't learn from the city."

"vanity!"

Tian Jiamu laughed, showing his white teeth. "good."

"I just like broken motorcycles." Song Zhi said.

Fang Chengyan suddenly glanced at them.

But found that Tian Jiamu looked at Song Zhi with an almost adoring look.

But the latter didn't realize it, and was still running the train with people talking: "The one with four wheels is called a mount, and the one with two wheels is the soul!"

Song Zhi saw that they had something important to discuss just now, and felt that he had greeted the village official, so he got up and went to the bathroom: "I'll wash my face, you guys talk first."

"..."

"Mr. Fang."

After seeing Song Zhi leave completely, Tian Jiamu put away his smiling face again and returned to his original appearance.

"Cheng Kaizu, the owner of Four Seasons Real Estate, do you know?"

"Ah."

"Yesterday afternoon, he asked someone to sue the government and your company for improper transactions. The reason is that the deadlines in the government announcement and the contract do not match. Century Real Estate overdue the bid, and the management rights to the development zone should not be counted."

Fang Chengyan nodded, expressing his understanding.

"However, the date on the contract clearly means 'the date of labor subcontracting'. This is being misunderstood by those who are interested in it, and it is simply understood as the bidding date."

"Besides this," he said with a more dignified expression, "there is also the problem of water and electricity. At that time, we only made a verbal agreement and did not leave any textual evidence."

"But what the Land Bureau means is that water power cannot be fully controlled by you. This is an overreach."

"Understood." The man replied.

Tian Jiamu asked, "What's Mr. Fang's plan?"

"Please wait."

Fang Chengyan took something from upstairs and put them in front of the other party: "This is a copy of the indictment and the list of evidence they provided."

"I need to provide a statement of defense, and the other party has also violated our rights and interests, and we are also preparing to submit a counterclaim."

Tian Jiamu was full of doubts: "I don't understand, what are you going to sue them for?"

"I'll be there this afternoon. I've written the cross-examination opinion, and the Beijing legal counsel will come over to revise it tonight."

Tian Jiamu nodded: "This...what do you want...?"

"The first installment payment of Four Seasons Real Estate is delayed."

Seeing his expression, Tian Jiamu understood almost instantly.

This is true.

"The statement is as follows." The man said in a deep voice, "At the beginning, the town government believed that the qualifications of Siji Real Estate were real and valid, and signed the "State-owned Construction Land Use Right Transfer Contract" with Siji Real Estate at a price of 8405 million yuan. Pay in two installments, but—”

The village officer carefully wrote down what he said:

"In actual operation, Siji Real Estate Company only paid part of the first installment amount according to the contract, claiming to make up for the second installment. For this reason, the Qingyuan Government Resources Bureau used various methods to negotiate and urge, but after the expiration Four Seasons Real Estate still failed to pay on time, so they had to cancel the cooperation."

"I believe in your ability." Tian Jiamu said, "I remember this statement."

After the discussion, he was sent to the gate by the man.

Riding the motorcycle, it was already nine o'clock, and the sun was rising.

For him, there seems to be nothing easier than eating, going to school, and getting good grades in this world.After working in the government, this feeling became more and more obvious.

Tian Jiamu's ancestors were farmers for three generations, and it was not until his generation that he managed to leave the small town.After graduation, it became his unshirkable responsibility to come back and build Qingyuan.

Facing the short green tea hills in the distant town, Tian Jiamu suddenly let out a long sigh.Under the sun, his thin figure gradually disappeared at the end of the rocky beach accompanied by the roar of the motorcycle.

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