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Chapter 5 Big Election: The Emperor¡¯s Armored Face 306 Big Plan

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    At the fire scene, Fang Bingsheng watched the young man who risked his own life to save people and scolded the police station director striding towards him, his eyes anchoring him.

    "Who is this? He looks familiar." Fang Bingsheng was stunned for a moment and looked at the young man carefully. He saw that he had a heroic face, but he was dressed in ordinary clothes, just like the rice shop workers who can be seen everywhere. He was really thinking in his mind.  I don¡¯t know where I¡¯ve seen it before.

    As soon as the young man came over, the crowd of onlookers moved back. As if they could smell the invisible momentum on the other side, the low-status people took a few steps back automatically, leaving only Fang Bingsheng, Li Jinren and Li Jinren who were not weak in momentum.  The three of them, Mr. Kui, did not move and became the leaders of the crowd.

    "Ah, isn't this Mr. Fang? Why are you here? Shili Gou!" The young man stood still in front of Fang Bingsheng, looked him up and down, left and right, and then asked in surprise.

    "Why are you dressed like this? Were you robbed? All your clothes were taken away?" The young man said and then touched Fang Bingsheng's simple coarse robe with his fingers, with an angry look on his face.

    "Iyou" Fang Bingsheng still couldn't remember who this guy was, and seeing that the other person knew him, it wasn't like he was denying that he couldn't remember that the other person was rude, so he had to stutter.

    "Isn't this Director Xi Shengmo? I'm Kui Shengyuan, from Kui's Real Estate. I met you when we held the preparatory committee meeting in Qilihe. Do you remember me?" Mr. Kui squeezed over and reached out his hand enthusiastically to shake his hand.  .

    Hearing this name, Fang Bingsheng suddenly realized that this young man turned out to be the young detective Xi Shengmo whom he met during the Longchuan election. However, the two later turned into enemies: Fang Bingsheng formed an alliance with the mayor.  Wanting to use his power to kill all the competitors before the election, Xi Shengmo provoked a fierce counterattack by local forces. Xi Shengmo was used by the factory owner and his master, Director Zhang, to destroy the Yamen.  After that day, he and Director Zhang were taken to the capital for questioning and were never seen again.  Who would have thought of meeting an old friend again in Shili Gou? No wonder I couldn't remember him at first.

    "It's not the director. Hehe. Oops, there's blood on my hands. I'm rude." Xi Shengmo seemed to know Kui Shengyuan and stretched out his hand to shake.  Then I saw blood on the back of my hands.  He pulled back and apologized with a smile.

    "Take the handkerchief and wrap it up quickly!" Li Jinren also rushed over and wanted to use his silk handkerchief to cover Xi Shengmo's wounds.

    "Inspector Xi, why are you here?" Fang Bingsheng finally looked over.  Same surprise.

    "Mr. Fang, I didn't ask you just now. What are you doing in Shiligou? And you are dressed like this." Xi Shengmo asked back.

    Fang Bingsheng knew that the other party¡¯s impression of him still remained in the days when he was a domineering railway gangster wearing fancy clothes, but a hero is in trouble. Fang Bingsheng pointed behind him sadly.  Said: "I am now working as a clerk at Dechang Shuihuo Store. Are you here? Director?"

    "Do you work here?" Xi Shengmo was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, and Fang Bingsheng lowered his head in shame.

    "Yes, Director Xi is young and promising, and will soon be the director of the town bureau." Li Jinren immediately flattered him with an explanation.

    "Ha, you are also friends with Mr. Fang?" It sounds like Fang Bingsheng has a far better impression on Xi Shengmo than Li Kui, and all his words are centered on Fang Bingsheng.

    "Director Xi, do you also know Mr. Fang?" Kui Shengyuan asked.

    "That's natural. Those who know each other can no longer know each other. Do you all know about the Longchuan election? Didn't I work as a detective in Longchuan at that time? I saw and experienced Mr. Fang Bingsheng's ability with my own eyes." Xi Shengmo smiled.  got up.

    Then he pointed at Fang Bingsheng and said with a smile: "I just saw Mr. Fang here, and I was shocked. I thought, what kind of god asked Mr. Fang to come out of the mountain again? When he comes, it will be earth-shaking! I just came to this small poor place.  , I am not familiar with this place, if there is a typhoon, my temple will probably be demolished"

    Hearing that Fang Bingsheng was so highly praised, the eyes of Li Jinren and Kui Shengyuan changed when they looked at Fang Bingsheng.

    Hearing the other party's seemingly mocking but sincere comments, Fang Bingsheng sighed softly, clenched his fists slightly, threw his shame to Java, raised his head and chest out and smiled: "That's all the old calendar, I'm not here either  Song You is here; now he is just a commoner scholar, not to mention earth-shaking, but he still has to work hard to make ends meet."

    "Oh! Luo" Xi Shengmo stared at Fang Bingsheng for a while, and understood the helplessness and dissatisfaction in his eyes. It was not for him, Xi Shengmo, but for the other party Bingsheng's own destiny.  Xi Shengmo had seen this look of helplessness and dissatisfaction. He nodded deeply and swallowed the words "in trouble" in his mouth.

    Then, like an old friend, Fang Bingsheng asked Xi Shengmo: "Two gentlemen, you are now the director? Congratulations on your promotion! Where is your master, Director Zhang?"

    "What a promotion, it's just acting director. God gave me a bigger burden."nbsp; It turns out that the ditches are all black, there are feces, urine, garbage and all kinds of corpses everywhere. Can a plague be avoided?

    Therefore, there is an upper limit to urban population. If this upper limit is exceeded, there will be a great plague; and how to increase this upper limit depends on the level of urban construction and health technology.  "

    At this time, Li Jinren interjected: "As a factory owner, I support the establishment of the town. Although the labor force in the slums looks cheap next to it, it is not the case: First, the gangs inside are getting stronger and stronger, and the remuneration paid to the workers is because they have a monopoly  In the labor market, our factory owners have to provide more and more, and labor is not cheap anymore. Secondly, you have also seen the slums. They are dirty, poor and black, and it is difficult for workers to settle down. After a few years of learning skills, they will change jobs to get closer.  There are better factories in Beijing, and the environment there is better; thirdly, I can¡¯t stand the plague every year. Last year and this summer, it was a big loss. The factory was closed and I didn¡¯t dare to let the workers out. If a worker got sick, I would be frightened.  I have to ask grandpa and grandma not to get infected. If this continues, the factories here won¡¯t be able to bear it, so I absolutely support Brother Kui¡¯s plan.¡±

    It sounded like a big plan with objections. Fang Bingsheng asked curiously: "What is your plan?"

    The carriage was completely dark due to the sky. Mr. Kui sat up straight in the darkness and said in a deep voice: "We obtained the support of the imperial court and united Shaoguan real estate developers to acquire a thousand acres of land in Shiligou and prepare to demolish slums.  Build roads, provide running water, build a large number of properties, and build a model sanitary town on the original site.¡±

    "What a big plan" Fang Bingsheng took a breath, and then asked: "It sounds like there are some objections from the two of you?"

    "Yes, there are many." Mr. Kui sneered.

    "Who is it? Isn't it better to build a new town to eliminate the plague?" Fang Bingsheng was puzzled.

    Mr. Kui sighed and said: "It's the old real estate developers who surround the slums such as Shuihuo Street. After the slums were demolished and new houses were built in new towns, who the hell would rent their wooden buildings and earthen fences at high prices? Who the hell would rent them?  Why are they going to open their stinky rental store on Shuihuo Street? They would rather have plagues and dead people every year, than allow them to lose a penny in their pockets. Anyway, the dead people can't die in his home.  , he made enough money to go back to London to listen to the opera."

    "This? Is it easy to deal with?" Fang Bingsheng said doubtfully.

    "It's difficult to deal with. Because Shiligou was originally founded as a foreign warehouse land. This is a historical reason. The real estate has changed hands in their circle. There are many foreigners among the old real estate developers. They have already threatened us." Mr. Kui sighed.  (To be continued)
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