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Chapter 295 Mr. Xia's Obsession with Rice Bowl(2/2)

In the back seat of the car, Xia Chuan only remembered this: "Pei Ying's house was recently demolished."

"Demolition?"

"Um."

Ruan Shuning thought for a while: "Maybe the developer caused some conflict."

"It's possible."

That's all Xia Chuan could think of, and he didn't say anything on the phone, but the conflict with the developer was just a minor issue, so he went to resolve it and asked her to go back to work as soon as possible to prevent him from getting used to it.

When we reached Shangyuanmen, the car slowly stopped on the side of the road.

Xia Chuan got out of the car and took a few glances. He saw the demolition banner in the community. The word "Demolish" was already written on the wall. Then he saw the thin figure squatting on the roadside with his little head buried in his knees, so he took his hand from his pocket.

He took it out and walked over, giving Ruan Shuning a look at the same time.

Ruan Shuning understood the idea and moved forward: "Secretary Pei, what happened?"

"Mr. Ruan..."

Pei Ying raised her head. Her hair on both sides was very messy, her eyes were red and swollen, and there were tears on her face.

She was a little confused, and then she noticed Xia Chuan behind Ruan Shuning, and stood up at a loss: "Mr. Xia..."

"Wipe your tears first, Ruan Shuning, do you have any paper?"

Xia Chuan reminded me.

"have."

Ruan Shuning took out the paper from her bag, opened it and handed it over.

Pei Ying couldn't help but choked up again. Ruan Shuning held her shoulders: "Stop crying. What happened? Mr. Xia is here. Tell him if anything happens."

"Um…"

Pei Ying looked at Xia Chuan with a somewhat timid look: "Because of the demolition."

"Is the developer giving you a hard time?"

"no…"

Pei Ying shook her head and said, "It was the house I bought before. The seller heard that it was going to be demolished, so he came over to make trouble. He said that the house originally belonged to his family, and he sold it to my family because he saw how pitiful my family was. He wanted half of it."

"Then just go through the judicial process. There is a contract when buying a house..."

Xia Chuan is not ignorant about such things.

After the house is sold, there are also scoundrels who come back ten years later and say they won’t sell it when they hear it will be demolished. For example, there is an old man in the imperial capital who sold his house more than ten years ago. However, if it is demolished ten years later, he will be compensated more than a thousand yuan.

Wan, the old man got anxious and came to the house like a rogue to take back the house.

Although anyone who encounters it will be anxious.

There is nothing wrong with giving a few if the owner is happy to do the demolition. It is a duty to give out of love and not to give. There is no such thing as humanitarianism, but to say that you give half is too much.

"What now?"

"My grandma was so angry that she went to the hospital. The family is now staying at home and refuses to leave..." Pei Ying became more and more angry as she thought about it.

Ruan Shuning reminded from the side: "If you encounter a scoundrel in this kind of thing, even if the police arrest you and imprison you for a few days, you will still come back. Not to mention how heavy the words of a little girl can be. She must be messed up by a group of people."

"It's not a complicated matter. Why did you take leave during the National Day just to deal with the demolition?"

"Um."

Xia Chuan reminded: "Are you still at your home now?"

"Yes, he locked the door and refused to leave. I can't get in either."

"What does your village committee say?"

"I also came to the door and called the police, but now I still refuse to come out. I still have to find out the previous contract, but now I can't get in."

"Let's go up and take a look first."

Xia Chuan said.

Pei Ying reminded: "They are all scoundrels and won't open the door."

After a while, I came upstairs.

The corridors are all rough, and the paint on the walls has peeled off. It looks like it's been there for many years.

I went upstairs and knocked on the door, but there was no movement at all.

Xia Chuan took out his mobile phone and looked at Ruan Shuning with a smile: "You are right, but evil people will have their own trials and tribulations."

"hehe…"

Ruan Shuning smiled.

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