Song Qingyun jumped out of the car and asked, "Old comrade, can't you park here?"

"Hey, why are you getting off the car? Can you park here? Have you drawn the parking line?" The old man looked about seventy years old, wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt, holding a thermos cup in his hand, combed his big back and hair meticulously, looking very energetic, and a bit like a retired cadre.

He was very angry: "You guys are too unconscious. The cars are parked randomly and blocked the stairs. How can others come in and out?"

"Sorry, sorry, I'll be fine for a while." As a staff member of Qianjin Street, Song Qingyun is naturally very clear about the situation in this street. The farthest parking space is more than 300 meters away from this community. It's very troublesome to go back and forth in such a hot day. Besides, you may not be able to find a parking space even if you go there.

"It won't work for a while, you can't block my door."

"But everyone else stopped here."

"I didn't catch others, but now I'm arresting you. If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

"Call the police, there are so many cars here, even if the police come, they have to take care of others first. Besides, the traffic jam is so blocked that the police car cannot come in." Seeing the old man's angry enough, Song Qingyun said politely: "Old comrade, I am Song Qingyun, a staff member of Qianjin Street. I came here for business, so I will stop for a while."

"You are the staff member of Qianjin Street, give me your work permit." The old comrade was very domineering: "Give it to me."

This man was so frustrated that he even checked my ID. Song Qingyun had no choice but to show him the ID.

The old man's face calmed down a little: "It seems that he was not lying. Xiao Song, why are you doing this?"

Song Qingyun: "It is not convenient to talk to people about work."

"Ha, it's not convenient for you to say that I know Xiao Zhong from your street. Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you to see him, stop. However, you can only stop for an hour. After this time, I will argue with Xiao Zhong."

Seeing that he asked him to stop the car, Song Qingyun hurriedly thanked him and asked in confusion: "Xiao Zhong?"

"It's Zhong Xuebing."

"Ah, you are talking about Secretary Zhong." Song Qingyun was shocked: "Who are you?"

"I worked in the Personnel Bureau before retirement and was very familiar with you Secretary Zhong. By the way, when Xiao Zhong was professionally placed in our city from the army, I still gave him the salary and administrative level to be rated. My name is Gao Yunlin."

"Ah, Hello Senior Gao." It turned out to be a retired cadre. No wonder he scolded when he caught someone. Song Qingyun smiled and asked again: "Senior, do you know a person named Wu Shen? Where does he live?"

"Wu Shen, it's on the third floor opposite." Gao Yunlin pointed to the building opposite, then yelled in a straight voice: "Sangou'er, are you here?"

This voice was so bright that it showed Comrade Gao's strong lung capacity.

Unexpectedly, there was also a row of vehicles downstairs on the building opposite, covering the staircase and door numbers.

Gao Yunlin roared several times, and a man with a naked upper body appeared on the balcony on the third floor. Needless to ask, it was Wu Shen.

Wu Shen: "Why are you shouting? You're crying with hunger."

Gao Yunlin was furious: "Can I yell at you anymore? I will beat you to death on behalf of your mother."

Wu Shen: "You are amazing, can I not mess with you?"

Gao Yunlin pointed at Song Qingyun beside him: "This is Song Qingyun who is moving forward to the street. I'm looking for you. It's probably because you fought last time. Please welcome me."

Hearing that it was for the fight, Wu Shen snorted with a hostile look on his face: "The door is open, come up by yourself. Uncle, why do you lead irrelevant people to me?"

It turned out that Gao Yunlin was Wu Shen's uncle.

"What do I lead? It's wrong for you to fight with someone."

"What do I fight with someone, but I get beaten and injured, look at me, I have stitches on my head."

The two of them yelled at each other.

It’s strange that people just now came and went between the two buildings, and they were vendors selling vegetables and customers coming and going, but now they all left.

Old man Gao was probably old and felt tired after shouting for a few words. He carried his hands on him and ignored Song Qingyun and went back to the house to rest.

When Song Qingyun walked downstairs, he saw a garage at the entrance of the stairs with a tiny bread parked inside. It was naturally Liu Yonghua's. There was a white car blocking in front of the van, which was covered with dust.

Wu Shen was also too much. He didn't know when he drove the car in, and the two cars were so crowded that they couldn't pass.

Obviously, this matter will not be resolved every day, and his car will not be driven out every day.

"What are you doing?" Song Qingyun arrived at the third floor. After entering the room, Wu Shen held his arms and looked at Song Qingyun with his arms crossed: "Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me go if you have farts."

Song Qingyun said kindly: "I am Song Qingyun, a staff member of Qianjin Street. In addition, I am also a village cadre and the first secretary of Hongshi Village. I have heard of the dispute between you and Liu Yonghua. After all, he is the village chief of our village. After all, I want to discuss with you to see how to properly resolve it."

"How to solve it? Just take the money to solve it." Wu Shen snorted: "Don't say the surname Liu, what a fuck did you actually run away. Today is just right, saying, where did Liu Yonghua hide?"

Song Qingyun: "Why, you still want to go find him and beat him?"

"Why did I hit him? I was beaten. Look, look, there is a scar on my head!" Wu Shen turned his head and asked Song Qingyun to look at the stitching place, and said, "The sky is great and the earth is the most reasonable. I will ask him for an explanation. The surname Song, I know that your purpose is to say that Liu Yonghua can't afford to pay, and he wants to discuss it and give him less medicine?"

Song Qingyun: "It's really too many. Can you discuss it? It's a little bit. Look, you have a big mouth and you can't take it out and you can only hide. What's the point of delaying this matter until now?"

Wu Shen: "There is no discussion, and even a dime cannot be lost... By the way, what are you going to do?" The damn Liu Yonghua hid for a month and could not find anyone. It seems that this bastard would not appear in another month. If he just disappeared like this, wouldn't the game he set up would be wasted?

Song Qingyun thought for a while: "I heard that your head is actually broken and you don't have a concussion. Just sew a few stitches in the hospital and bandage it. But it's okay if you want to be hospitalized. If this is done, we recognize the medical fee, and we also recognize the hospitalization fee for those days. It's a total of 3,000, so we can't get more."

"What, three thousand yuan, are you sending the beggar?" Wu Shen was furious: "Go and tell Liu Yonghua's family and prepare to receive the court's summons!"

Song Qingyun remained silent and said lightly: "Wu Shen, it is your power to sue Liu Yonghua. However, you and I know what happened in your heart."

Wu Shen: "I know what the hell is, do you mean I hurt myself?"

Song Qingyun: "That's what you said."

Wu Shen sneered: "There is a video of the Tianyan that can be used as a proof."

Song Qingyun: "Yes, the Tianyan camera is indeed a bit blurry because it is far apart. However, you can only deceive the layman. The expert who is still in charge of criminal investigation can analyze everything and can truly restore the scene at that time. If you really sue, you will be the one who will lose it in the end."

When Wu Shen heard what he said, he felt a little weak, but he refused to admit defeat verbally: "Analysis, just analyze, I'm afraid of being furious, let's see you in court."

Song Qingyun: "What are the benefits for you when you see it in court? Three thousand yuan is not enough. Let's make a move! If you really go to court, you have to find a lawyer and pay the litigation fees. It's okay if you win, but what if you lose? Of course, you will definitely lose. What era is now? You can't imagine the power of high-tech. If you really lose, you are afraid that you will have to pay the lawyer's fees and litigation fees. Even if you win, the court will not support you in compensation of 50,000 yuan. In the end, it's only a few thousand yuan. Why do you and I have to cause trouble! Wu Shen, three thousand is really not enough. Look at my salary of only more than two thousand yuan a month."

Wu Shen originally wandered on the edge of the law and made a living by hitting the porcelain. To put it bluntly, he was a little hooligan, but the police had no way to deal with him.

Listening to Song Qingyun's analysis, he immediately became hesitant.

Such self-harm-making methods are about short-term and fast-tracking, and it is best to take the money within one or two days. If it is delayed for a long time, things will become complicated. Besides, it is too late to eat, drink and have fun when he sees the weather, so it is so troublesome to have the energy to sue.

Not to mention the lawsuit, the judge would not sentence Liu Yonghua to 50,000 yuan in compensation. It would probably only cost a few thousand yuan, which is no different from getting 3,000 yuan directly from Song Qingyun. If he loses, he might even pay for medical expenses, hospitalization and litigation fees.

This has been delayed for too long and is boring.

Wu Shen hesitated and thought to himself: Three thousand yuan is obviously not enough. I spent so much hospitalization. Could it be that I was bleeding in vain... Well, if I give eight thousand yuan, Song Qingyun should be willing to do so, so I can still make some money.

Thinking of this, Wu Shen was about to call Song Qingyun to sit down and have a good talk with him.

Suddenly, he found a faint sarcastic smile on the corner of Song Qingyun's mouth.

Anger suddenly became angry: "Would you like to scare me if you are surnamed Song?"

Song Qingyun thought he had convinced Wu Shen, but he was moved to see his appearance, but he didn't want to turn his back on him in an instant. He also felt a thud in his heart: Oh no, I didn't manage my facial expressions well.

"Wu Shen, why don't you think about me again?"

"I don't think about it anymore, and prepare to receive the court summons." Wu Shen shouted angrily: "Even if I lose in the end, I will pay two taels of cucumbers, so I can't die. Song Qingyun, you think I don't know, the two village committees of Hongshi Village are about to be elected. He is plagued by Liu Yonghua and is not qualified to be the village chief again, because he is afraid of him."

Speaking of this, Wu Shen giggled: "If he still wants to be the village chief, 50,000 yuan can't be a dime. Three days, I will only give him three days. Three days later, I will go to find a lawyer."

"Why are you doing this?" Song Qingyun smiled bitterly.

Comrade Xiao Song was very surprised. He originally thought that everything was under control, but it turned out like this in a blink of an eye.

Why did Wu Shen understand the situation in Hongshi Village so clearly? He pointed to Liu Yonghua's fatal point.
Chapter completed!