Wu Qiangwei returned to the City Committee at noon, and Song Guanchao brought lunch and sat with her in the office.
Song Guanchao relayed Qu Xiangru's situation to her exactly as it was.
Wu Qiangwei also found it very strange.
"Did Qu Xiangru say that?"
"Yes."
Song Guanchao asked, "Secretary thinks, why would she want to give the project to you?"
He didn't reveal his own speculation, so as not to disrupt her thoughts.
Wu Qiangwei shook her head, she wasn't sure either.
She also wondered if it might be Secretary Gao's request.
However, Secretary Gao hadn't ntioned it to her.
Besides, the land had already been auctioned.
How could she take it from Zheng Bihui and give it to her?
"Keep an eye on it."
"Alright."
After the al, Song Guanchao called Secretary Sun, asking him to prepare a report every week and submit it to him.
Secretary Sun was quite annoyed, but Song Guanchao's request was reasonable, so he had no choice but to comply.
After agreeing, he hung up the phone directly.
On Friday, Secretary Sun sent soone to deliver the report.
The report included specific prices at which major developers acquired land, as well as initial planning diagrams and relocation plans.
Song Guanchao focused on the relocation price, and to his surprise, the average relocation price for the seven plots acquired by Da Yuan Real Estate was 9,800 yuan per square ter.
He thought the Jiang Family might cut corners in this area.
To his surprise, they followed the rules so well.
After work, he didn't go ho but went to Fengn Building.
He also rented a room here, which he hadn't stayed in for a while, but the rent was paid for a year at once.
"Hey, Xiao Song, what brings you back here?"
Zhong Aimin, the old man from the small shop, was extrely surprised to see him suddenly appear.
"Elder, have you eaten?"
"Not yet."
"Then add a pair of chopsticks, I'll join you for a al."
"You rascal."
Zhong Aimin laughed and scolded, and soon, a table was set up in the courtyard, with a small clay stove and a pot on it.
The two of them, like grandfather and grandson, sipped white wine and ate hotpot.
Song Guanchao asked, "I heard that part of this land was sold?"
"Yes, it was sold," Zhong Aimin said, "Developers from the Provincial City, seems like a major developer, it's said the relocation price isn't low."
Song Guanchao chuckled, "It's indeed not low, nearly eleven thousand per square ter. Your house would be about three hundred square ters, right?"
"Roughly."
"What do you plan to do after the house is demolished?"
"Donate a part, and keep the rest for retirent."
Song Guanchao respectfully raised his thumb, "You are noble, elder!"
Zhong Aimin smiled and went silent, continuing to drink.
On Monday, the City Governnt delivered the latest report on Fengn Building.
The report ntioned that starting this week, Da Yuan Real Estate would begin relocation, aiming to complete all relocations by the end of February.
And by mid-March, all original residents would be relocated.
No matter how many opinions and personal grievances Song Guanchao had against the Jiang Family, he had to admit that big companies were indeed efficient in their work.
And there was no way around it—90% of Da Yuan Real Estate's land purchase cost was borrowed from banks.
The longer the delay, the higher the astronomical interest, so they couldn't help but hasten to demolish and build.
Song Guanchao sighed in his heart.
He felt that Qu Xiangru was sowhat out of the loop.
Under such circumstances, this project couldn't possibly be transferred to Wu Qiangwei.
"Secretary Song."
Jiang Yiren approached, "Secretary Qu wants to see you."
"Alright."
When Song Guanchao arrived at the office, Jiang Yiren served tea and then left.
Qu Xiangru said, "There's going to be a problem with the Fengn Building project."
Song Guanchao paused for a mont.
He had just reviewed the relevant report, and everything seed prosperous with no visible issues.
"What problem?"
He just asked when Qu Xiangru looked at him with a teasing expression.
Song Guanchao frowned slightly, and Qu Xiangru asked, "You aren't aware of this project at all?"
"I have been following this project."
"Is that so?" Qu Xiangru chuckled, "Looks like you're just putting on a show; you don't seem to understand the specifics of the project."
Song Guanchao disagreed with her statent.
He had read the project report in detail and saw no issues whatsoever.
"What's wrong with the project?"
"Relocation," was all Qu Xiangru said.
Relocation?
Song Guanchao recalled that for the more than a dozen plots sold, the relocation prices were calculated by a third-party company.
The relocation prices were almost indistinguishable from the market prices.
Qu Xiangru picked up a docunt in front of her and tossed it over.
He took it and reviewed the report he had just seen.
This ti, exercising patience, he looked over it carefully again.
Suddenly, his attention was drawn to the relocation plan.
There was only one relocation plan.
The value of the to-be-demoed properties would be calculated into the market value, and then compensated in the form of equivalent house tickets.
"House tickets?"
Song Guanchao furrowed his brows.
He hadn't paid attention to this detail at all just now.
Song Guanchao abruptly looked up and asked, "Did you know about this all along?"
Qu Xiangru tapped her fingers on the table, "Secretary Song, mind your tone."
Song Guanchao suppressed his dissatisfaction, "What are these developers trying to do?"
Qu Xiangru said, "It's clearly written in black and white; why ask what their intentions are?"
Song Guanchao was frustrated because he knew that Qu Xiangru was aware of this before he was.
And most likely, since the Jiang Family showed interest in the project, she had anticipated this day would co.
Song Guanchao settled his emotions slightly.
Qu Xiangru had already said she wanted to assign the project to Wu Qiangwei, but Song Guanchao never knew her specific plan.
Now it seed that the house tickets might be a turning point in it.
Qu Xiangru said, "The house ticket compensation thod has precedence, but most relocatees do not accept this compensation thod."
Suddenly, it struck Song Guanchao as to the main point, and he asked, "Does Secretary Qu want the Fengn Building relocatees to reject this compensation agreent?"
Qu Xiangru shook her head, "The City Committee and Municipal Governnt won't participate in comrcial activities."
"As long as these developers' actions don't break the law, the City Committee and Municipal Governnt can't intervene."
"However!"
She changed her tone, "If the residents refuse and persist in not relocating, developers will either compromise by offering cash compensation, or proceed with forced demolition."
"Based on what I know about the Jiang Family, they won't compromise; there's no precedence for them doing so."
Song Guanchao's gaze turned cold, "The Jiang Family would resort to forced demolition?"
Qu Xiangru nodded, "Yes."
Song Guanchao asked, "If forced demolition occurs, would the City Committee and Municipal Governnt step in?"
"Depends on the situation."
Qu Xiangru said, "The Jiang Family has ample experience in this domain; even with forced demolitions, they wouldn't stir up public unrest."
Song Guanchao asked, "What do you need to do?"
Qu Xiangru replied, "It's simple, drag it out."
"Drag it until the Jiang Family grows impatient, until they can't bear the mounting bank interest, until the City Governnt gives an ultimatum."
"As long as you can stall, the Jiang Family will naturally resort to more extre asures. By then, the City Committee can step in."
Song Guanchao suddenly realized her plan.
But imdiately, he frowned, "What tactics might the Jiang Family use? Could it harm the relocatees?"
Qu Xiangru said lightly, "Don't ask these irrelevant questions; if you want to give the project to your Secretary Wu, this is the only way."
"I've given you the thod. Whether you do it or not is your choice."
"Now leave."
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