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Chapter 432 A Satisfactory Result



Chapter 432 A Satisfactory Result

Chapter 432 A Satisfactory Result

Yu Huan's fingertips lightly slid across the phone screen, her gaze quickly sweeping over the long text message the other party had sent the night before.

The screen was filled with dense text.

Specifically, it means that Brother Da Wu helped him communicate and negotiate with the demolition office multiple times, including with the appraisal agency. All parties agreed to meet at the shop today in an attempt to reach a preliminary consensus with him, laying the foundation for finalizing the detailed plan and signing relevant agreements.

He frowned, pondered for a moment, quickly typed "Received," and then clicked send, secretly planning the upcoming meeting.

The 12 o'clock appointment made the already hectic work time in the morning even more urgent.

He had to make the most of every minute to handle the tasks at hand.

Yu Huan turned his gaze to the computer screen. He had received a number of new emails in his inbox. When he opened them, most of them were about manuscript review.

He took a small sip of the still-scalding hot water in his cup and quickly immersed himself in his work.

Time flies like an arrow, and noon is fast approaching in the blink of an eye.

Yu Huan stood up, stretched her stiff body from sitting for so long, and glanced at the wall clock.

It was already 11:40, and there were only 20 minutes left until the agreed time.

Without delay, he quickly tidied up the messy documents on his desk, picked up his coat from the back of his chair, put it on as fast as he could, and then strode out of the office.

Yu Huan didn't have time for lunch and hurriedly went downstairs.

The sky outside was still a gloomy gray, and the cold wind, like a sharp knife, mercilessly pierced through my collar.

Yu Huan subconsciously shrank her neck and quickened her pace as she crossed the square and headed towards the parking space by the roadside.

Before long, we arrived at the driver's seat of the BMW.

Yu Huan unlocked the car and got in, skillfully starting the engine. As the engine roared, the warm air blew out through the fan blades, gradually dispelling the chill around him.

There were significantly more vehicles on the road than in the morning, but fortunately the traffic was still relatively smooth.

As Yu Huan sorted out his thoughts, he drove his BMW at high speed and soon arrived at Xiangchun Road.

Perhaps because it was close to Lunar New Year's Eve, a unique tranquility permeated the streets and alleys.

The bustling scene of the past is gone. Now the streets are sparsely populated, and the few figures that occasionally pass by are all in a hurry.

The little BMW smoothly navigated the somewhat deserted streets.

Yu Huan's gaze, peering through the car window, keenly caught the striking "Demolish" characters on several low-rise buildings along the roadside. The bright red characters stood out starkly against the gloomy, oppressive sky.

The striking symbols herald the impending transformation of this area.

Even before the car had approached the shop, Yu Huan could see a group of people standing in front of it from a distance.

They were either whispering to each other or gesturing, pointing at the shops. Even from this distance, one could vaguely sense the atmosphere of discussion.

Several cars were parked on the side of the road.

Yu Huan briefly looked away from the group of people and glanced at the time displayed on the dashboard.

Seeing that it was only 11:56, Yu Huan remained calm and composed, steadily steering the wheel.

As the little BMW approached, his gaze lingered on each face with a different expression.

Besides Brother Wu, Sister Wang from the assessment agency, and a few familiar staff members.

To his surprise, he spotted his old classmate Xiao Bawang in the crowd, but Wu Le, his contact, was nowhere to be seen.

As for the others, Yu Huan didn't recognize most of them. Judging from their positions, they were probably all people involved in the demolition and relocation.

Yu Huan slowly released the accelerator pedal, made a U-turn, and parked the BMW on the curb.

As I opened the car door, a gust of biting cold wind rushed towards me like a surging tide.

He instinctively pulled his jacket tighter to ward off the cold, then strode toward the group of people.

Before they even got close, Brother Wu spotted Yu Huan wearing a mask.

At this moment, the cigarette in his mouth was about to burn out, leaving only a small butt emitting wisps of smoke.

Big Brother Wu waved enthusiastically with a big smile and shouted, "Brother Yu!"

"Hey! Brother Wu." Upon hearing the call, Yu Huan immediately quickened his pace and strode forward.

With a warm smile in his eyes, he took out a pack of cigarettes called "Harmony Brings Wealth" from his pocket, tore open the seal neatly, and then began to enthusiastically offer cigarettes to the people around him.

When the cigarette was offered to Sister Wang, she gently waved it away, politely declining Yu Huan's offer.

With a smile on her face and a look of curiosity and inquiry, she said, "Handsome, you really have a wide network of connections! You even know Brother Wu!"

Yu Huan then handed the cigarette in her hand to a middle-aged man next to her who wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked refined.

Just as he was about to respond to Sister Wang's words, Brother Da Wu laughed heartily and took over the conversation in a meaningful tone.

"Little Wang, you may not know this, but to be precise, I have the good fortune to know Brother Yu, and he is no ordinary person!"

Yu Huan smiled, turned around, and handed the last cigarette in his hand to the seemingly respectful Little Tyrant who was standing to the side.

After finishing his cigarette, he turned around and looked at Brother Wu, who was refilling his cigarette after speaking. He humbly joked, "Brother Wu, you flatter me too much. What's so special about me? We're all the same, just ordinary people with one nose and two eyes."

Upon hearing Yu Huan's humorous words, everyone laughed, some lightly and some heavily.

After a moment of hearty laughter, Brother Wu raised his hand and said to the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses with a warm expression, "Come, Brother Yu, let me introduce you. This is Director Zhang from the demolition office."

Typically, the negotiators that residents facing demolition are usually ordinary staff members of relevant departments, and they don't necessarily have the authority to finalize compensation terms. Yu Huan instantly understood, realizing that the person in front of her was the key figure who could make the final decision.

The director of the municipal demolition office usually has a certain administrative rank.

However, since it is not a permanent institution, the rank of the director of the demolition office is not fixed and depends on the rank of the person in charge of the work.

In short, to be able to serve as the director of the provincial capital's demolition office, this person must at least be a deputy director level official.

Yu Huan stepped forward and extended his hand, saying politely, "Director Zhang, hello! It's so cold outside, thank you for making this trip."

Director Zhang, with a warm smile, reached out his hand in a friendly manner, firmly grasped Yu Huan's hand, shook it a few times, and then released it, saying, "Mr. Yu, your height is comparable to Da Wu's. Standing next to Da Wu, at first glance, their imposing presence is equally matched."

Yu Huan glanced at the towering Wu Ge standing beside him and said humorously, "Director Zhang, you flatter me. My height is only 1.83 meters, which is acceptable among ordinary people, but next to Wu Ge, I look short. He must be at least 1.9 meters tall."

“I am indeed a solid 1.9 meters tall, not a bit off,” Brother Wu replied with a smile.

Director Zhang smiled slightly, his expression becoming somewhat serious, and got down to business.

“Mr. Yu, I have carefully reviewed your situation, and it is indeed quite unique. Four storefronts have been combined into one, and the property rights of the entire shop are clear and unambiguous, with you as the sole owner. Cases like this are indeed rare in our past work. We have already learned about your compensation claim and are taking it very seriously.”

Upon hearing this, Yu Huan nodded slightly and gestured towards the shop entrance.

He smiled gently and said, "Director Zhang, Brother Wu, it's too cold outside. Let's not stand here any longer, let's go inside and chat."

talking.

Yu Huan reached into his pocket for his key and stepped forward to unlock the door.

The group followed Yu Huan into the shop. Because the shop had not been opened for ventilation for a long time, a stuffy feeling hit them.

As soon as Director Zhang put his foot down, he raised his head slightly and looked around the room.

He took in the layout, decoration, and signs of previous vandalism, and spoke first: "Brother Yu, this shop is in a very good location. With such nice decorations, it must have been very successful when it was in business before. Also, I have another question. Is there a tenant for this shop?"

Yu Huan thought for a moment and answered in detail.

"This is a restaurant that I hired to run after I took over the business. The business was pretty good. Although it wasn't making a fortune, it was still maintaining a fairly good level of profitability. However, then the news of demolition came out. After hearing about it, the previous landlord came over and made a scene, feeling that he had sold it at a loss. I've been quite busy at work lately and haven't had time to deal with things here, so I had no choice but to temporarily close down."

This matter is common knowledge in the Xiangchun Road area and is hardly a secret. Since that's the case, we might as well speak frankly.

After Yu Huan finished speaking, Director Zhang nodded thoughtfully.

Brother Da Wu flicked his cigarette ash, the glow of the cigarette butt flickering slightly with his movement. He brought it to his lips and took a deep drag.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said with admiration in his eyes, "That's because you, Brother Yu, are magnanimous and didn't hold it against him. Your composure is truly admirable!"

"Hey!" Yu Huan waved his hand lightly, a faint smile in his eyes.

Director Zhang smiled and said, "Is that so? I heard from the neighbors that the shop had only been open for a few months when they heard it was going to be demolished. They were so angry that they came to cause trouble and smash things. They were beaten up by some of your shop's employees, and later they even had to pay you a lot of money. Some people said it was as much as seventy or eighty thousand."

Yu Huan remained calm and smiling, explaining methodically:

“Director Zhang, you don’t know this, but the exact amount of compensation is 50,000. My cousin was hit on the head, and the injury was quite serious. He went to the hospital for treatment and needed several stitches, so we paid 30,000 in medical expenses. As for the property damage caused by their mob vandalism of the shops, I only made him pay 20,000 before he signed a letter of understanding. Everyone has their difficulties, so let’s be lenient. If we really pursued it to the end, he would probably still be waiting for the New Year in the detention center right now.”

Listening to his logically sound words, Sister Wang interjected in praise: "Your approach is very wise! You should use legal means to protect your rights."

Director Zhang smiled and nodded, then gave a wink to a young man behind him and waved.

The latter immediately understood, took out a file bag from his briefcase, and handed it to Director Zhang.

Director Zhang didn't rush to open it. Instead, he tucked it under his arm and smiled slowly, saying, "Mr. Yu, would it be convenient for you to show us around now?"

“No problem,” Yu Huan readily agreed.

Yu Huan led the way, guiding the group around and providing detailed information about the shops.

Furthermore, their words subtly revealed a preference for monetary compensation.

Director Zhang followed closely behind Yu Huan as they entered the warehouse, which remained dimly lit even after the lights were turned on.

My gaze first swept over the piles of clutter and the slightly worn shelves, and finally settled on the two freezers placed against the wall.

His voice seemed amplified several times in the empty warehouse, echoing continuously.

“I understand your thoughts. However, monetary compensation requires consideration of many factors. We will try our best to be fair and reasonable, and to fully protect your rights.” After saying this, Director Zhang had a kind smile on his face, and then asked, “I heard from Da Wu that you work at the Jiangnan Morning Post, Mr. Yu?”

Upon hearing Director Zhang's question, Yu Huan subconsciously turned around and looked towards the warehouse entrance.

There were no other people in sight; they seemed to have fallen behind at some point.

A smile appeared in his eyes as he answered without a doubt, "That's right."

"Actually, we also hope to receive strong publicity for this demolition work. After all, the development and construction of the city cannot be separated from everyone's joint efforts and contributions," Director Zhang said calmly.

Yu Huan nodded slightly in agreement.

Then he turned around and faced Director Zhang directly, speaking sincerely.

"Director Zhang is right. Our newspaper's responsibility is to objectively and truthfully reflect social phenomena and people's livelihood issues. If there are any positive and commendable stories during this demolition process, we are naturally willing to let more people know about the efforts and contributions made by relevant departments or individuals in urban construction."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhang's eyes flashed with appreciation. He said, "Rest assured, we will uphold the principles of fairness and impartiality, take into account market conditions and relevant policies, conduct an accurate assessment of the shop's value, and formulate a suitable monetary compensation plan."

The two seemed to be talking to themselves, and after their conversation, they both walked out of the warehouse.

It was as if they tacitly agreed that they had both reached a satisfactory conclusion.

(End of this chapter)


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