msmithbooks This person doesn't exist after Chapter 426.
This person doesn't exist after Chapter 426.
This person doesn't exist after Chapter 426.
"Mr. Yu, you're too kind!"
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yue's voice was warm and enthusiastic:
"Our program team has been following your outstanding reports in the news field. The reason for inviting you to the program this time is that we hope you can share some interesting stories and unforgettable experiences in your work in news, such as how you became popular online. The audience is sure to love to hear about it, and in this way, the audience can also better understand the news industry."
Yu Huan listened quietly, but couldn't help but mutter to herself.
Goodness, this girl rattled off a long string of words, her rhetoric flowing smoothly, but ultimately, the focus wasn't on getting him to recount his so-called rise to fame.
Yu Huan's mind was clear as a mirror at that moment.
Nowadays, which variety show isn't desperately chasing ratings?
They must be hoping to find some topical content about him to attract the attention of television viewers.
His dramatic rise to fame, earning him the nickname "Leader Brother," is undoubtedly a great starting point.
On the other end of the line, Zhang Yue paused slightly before quickly continuing:
"Brother Han specifically instructed that your recording schedule be moved up to this Friday. Our production team will also step up preparations to ensure a smooth recording process. Mr. Yu, we hope you can also try to make some adjustments to your schedule."
Yu Huan's thoughts shifted slightly.
This Friday? That's the day before Lunar New Year's Eve, which is also the last working day before the Spring Festival.
He frowned slightly, his mind racing as he recalled Wang Han telling him that he would arrange things as soon as possible and wouldn't keep him waiting. He hadn't expected Wang Han to be so decisive.
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan politely agreed: "No problem, Director Zhang, I will definitely cooperate fully with your work."
Seeing that the contact went so smoothly, Zhang Yue on the other end of the phone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Her tone became increasingly cheerful: "Thank you so much, Mr. Yu! I will send you the detailed process of the program recording and the precautions you need to pay attention to via email later. If you have any questions or special requests while reading the email, please feel free to contact me at any time—oh, by the way, I will also include my personal contact information in the email."
"Okay, then I'll trouble you." Yu Huan replied politely.
"No trouble at all, this is all within my job responsibilities. May I ask what your email address is?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan slowly and deliberately gave her QQ email address.
After confirming with him again, Zhang Yue continued, "Mr. Yu, then I won't disturb your work any longer. I wish you all the best in your work and a happy life!"
"Okay, I wish you all the best in your work, goodbye."
Yu Huan hung up the phone, her gaze naturally falling on the missed call number on the screen.
The number dialed him three times in a row—
"It's you, it's you~ All the youth behind me is you~"
Before he could think about it, his phone vibrated again, buzzing, and the caller ID showed the number he had missed.
Without hesitation, Yu Huan stretched out her finger, gently swiped the screen, and selected to answer the call.
The moment the call connected, he spoke first in a polite and calm manner: "Hello."
As soon as I finished speaking, a male voice came through the receiver, his voice slightly rough and hoarse.
"Hello, Brother Yu!" The other party's tone was warm, and his opening remarks were both respectful and carried a bit of the straightforwardness and boldness of a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world). "Sorry to bother you, Brother Yu! It's something that Brother Da Wu specifically instructed me to deliver to you, a file folder."
Yu Huan was slightly taken aback. It was unexpected that the person who delivered the documents was someone else, not Chen Fulai or Xiao Bawang.
However, Yu Huan quickly realized what was going on and said with a friendly smile, "Really? I'm at work right now."
The male voice quickly chimed in, "Brother Yu, I knew you'd be at work! I'm right downstairs from your newspaper office. Which floor do you work on? I'll bring it up to you right away."
"I'm so sorry to have troubled you to make this trip. You called me several times, and it's freezing cold. You must have been waiting downstairs for quite a while. I was in a meeting, so I'm really sorry," Yu Huan paused slightly, then stood up, supporting herself on the edge of her desk with one hand. "How about this, you wait by the flower bed by the door for a moment, and I'll be right downstairs."
The man on the other end of the phone chuckled heartily and replied, "I'll definitely get it done as quickly as Brother Wu instructed. Brother Yu, you go ahead with what you're doing. No rush, I'll wait at the door. It won't hurt to wait a little longer."
Yu Huan exchanged a few more polite words into the phone, then hung up and strode out of the office in a hurry.
After taking the elevator down to the first floor, a soft "ding" sounded, and the doors slowly slid open to both sides.
As soon as Yu Huan stepped out of the elevator, the familiar security guard in front of the hall saw that Yu Huan was not wearing a mask, and his face instantly filled with smiles, his eyes narrowing into two curved slits.
Speaking in heavily accented Mandarin, he enthusiastically shouted, "Hey, Director Yu, how are you!"
Many people at the newspaper knew perfectly well that Yu Huan was currently only a nominal deputy director, so the security guard's greeting was more of a joke.
Yu Huan smiled warmly and replied politely in his slightly humorous, broken Mandarin, "What do you mean by 'master'? Uncle, please don't joke with me. Just call me Xiao Yu."
"Hey, Xiao Yu, let me tell you, with your abilities, you'll be Director Yu sooner or later anyway. As for me, I'm just giving you a heads-up." The security guard had his hands casually behind his back, a cheerful smile on his face.
Yu Huan smiled at the good-natured teasing, and without pausing for a moment, strode straight through the lobby and pushed open the heavy, sturdy glass door.
In an instant, a biting, icy wind, carrying the chill of shattered ice, rushed towards us like a surging tide, without warning.
The wind howled, like countless fine, sharp needles piercing straight into one's skin, making Yu Huan shiver involuntarily.
He squinted slightly and looked towards the flower bed below the newspaper building.
Beside the flower bed stood a burly, unfamiliar man, with a robust build, dark skin, and wearing a light brown jacket. He was clutching a file folder in his hand and his eyes were constantly peering into the building.
Seeing Yu Huan push open the door and come out, the man's eyes lit up, and he immediately strode up the stone steps to greet her.
His face was beaming with a respectful and enthusiastic smile, and the puffs of white breath he exhaled instantly dissipated into the icy air: "Brother Yu! You've come!"
A warm smile appeared on Yu Huan's lips. She wasn't surprised that he could recognize her so easily.
After all, they have been quite popular on the internet recently, with photos and videos circulating widely, and it is common for them to be recognized by passersby on the street.
As Yu Huan stepped down the stone steps, she said, "Thank you for your trouble. It's such a cold day, and you still made a special trip for this. It's not easy." The two soon met in the middle of the stairs.
"It's no trouble at all. It's my honor to be able to do things for Brother Yu. Brother Da Wu specifically instructed me to personally hand this file bag to you, and not to make any mistakes." As he spoke, he handed the file bag to Yu Huan.
Yu Huan reached out and took it. As soon as she held the document bag, she could feel its considerable weight.
He subconsciously squeezed the bag gently; its thickness was just right.
The man, who looked much older than Yu Huan, scratched his head and continued, "Brother Yu, if you have any instructions after reading these documents, or if you need to reply to Brother Da Wu, just call me. I promise to pass it on to Brother Da Wu immediately. I won't delay your business."
Yu Huan frowned slightly, and after a moment's thought, she couldn't suppress her doubts and asked softly, "Where's Chen Fulai? He's usually the one who contacts me, why did it happen to you this time?"
Upon hearing this question, the man's face instantly fell.
He sighed deeply, his face full of resentment and helplessness, his voice unconsciously rising a few decibels: "Brother Yu, you have no idea, that fat Chen Fulai is a complete two-faced bastard! He always uses Brother Da Wu's name to act arrogantly and domineeringly, extorting and demanding bribes, creating a mess and ruining Brother Da Wu's reputation. Brother Da Wu is really angry this time, he's gone for good, and he's no longer a man like him."
Yu Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of seriousness flashing in his gaze.
No wonder the organization is so powerful that it can take on municipal contracts. Even if Xiao Bawang falls into the trap of online gambling and gets arrested for making lighters and umbrellas.
Now it all makes sense. The eldest brother's eldest brother was caught cheating and reaping benefits, and naturally, all the underlings scattered when the tree fell.
However, Yu Huan had dealt with Chen Fulai quite a bit and knew that this man was extremely smooth in his dealings with others, both arrogant and humble, and exuded a shrewdness.
Previously, it was he who offended President Xu's son-in-law by throwing his lure rod into the river, causing Da Wu to have to clean up his mess and end up getting soaked.
Thinking this, Yu Huan's expression grew even more serious, and he said in a solemn tone, "Brother, what do you mean by saying that this person no longer exists?"
When the man heard Yu Huan's question, his heart skipped a beat. He instantly realized that the man in front of him was none other than the "leader" in this provincial newspaper building, an undisputed member of the legitimate world.
His expression tightened, and the smile on his face seemed to freeze, stuck at the corner of his mouth.
Realizing that he was used to being careless and that his mouth was faster than his brain, he spoke without thinking and would often say the wrong thing without realizing it.
He hurriedly explained, "Brother Yu, don't misunderstand. What I mean is, Brother Da Wu is really furious this time. He said he's not allowed that fat guy to set foot in Xingcheng again. If the brothers see him in Xingcheng again, they'll break his other leg. Brother Yu, it's not that we really want to kill the fat guy or anything, we just want to teach him a lesson."
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded slightly, seemingly lost in thought.
Judging from the implication in this man's words, it seems Chen Fulai's leg has probably been broken...
As for his old classmate, he's probably not on the battlefield anymore, right?
The man had been secretly observing Yu Huan's expression, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yu Huan's brows relax slightly and his expression ease.
"Brother Yu, you didn't see how angry Brother Wu was. He was really furious this time and got serious. He spent several days cleaning up the place and got rid of all the scheming guys. After this, the atmosphere in our team has finally gotten back on track."
Yu Huan's lips curled into a faint smile. She raised her hand and patted the man's broad shoulder lightly, saying, "Brother Da Wu is still as decisive as ever. Okay, I understand. Go back and tell Brother Da Wu that I understand. It's cold outside, you should go back quickly."
"Brother Yu! You should hurry back inside too. The wind outside is like a knife, don't catch a cold." The man breathed out white vapor, then turned and strode downstairs.
Yu Huan hesitated for a moment, then smiled and called out to him, "Brother, what's your name?"
Upon hearing the sound, the man stopped abruptly, as if frozen in place, and quickly turned back.
Yu Huan then said, "We've been chatting for so long, so focused on our business, I haven't even had a chance to ask your name yet."
The man scratched his head, grinned to reveal a set of teeth slightly yellowed from smoking, and said politely, "Brother Yu, look at my scatterbrain, I even forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Wu, and my given name is Le, the Le of happiness."
Yu Huan nodded slightly and said, "Good name, Brother Wu, take care."
"Alright!" Wu Le grinned, waved vigorously at Yu Huan, and turned to leave.
Yu Huan, carrying a file bag, stepped into the building, feeling a chill in her body.
Although there was no central air conditioning to provide warmth in the lobby, it was still much warmer than the freezing cold outside, like two completely different worlds.
After entering the elevator, Yu Huan pressed the floor button and watched the elevator doors slowly close. Then, her gaze shifted and focused on the file bag in her hand, her eyes showing a hint of caution and inquiry.
Made of common kraft paper, the seal is carefully glued shut, and the bag is clean with no extra markings.
These days, compensation for land acquisition is not open and transparent. Each project has its own standards, and in most cases, it is negotiated on a case-by-case basis.
Yu Huan just wanted to know the details of the monetary compensation so that she could have a general idea and maximize her benefits during negotiations.
Having inside connections makes things easier, since he naturally wants the demolition compensation to be in his hands as soon as possible.
However, I didn't expect the documents that Brother Wu sent would be so thick.
The elevator dinged as it arrived at the floor. Yu Huan stepped out steadily and walked straight to her office without looking to the side.
As soon as he entered the office, he walked quickly to his desk, eagerly placed the file bag on the table, and carefully tore open the seal.
As the seal cracked open, he saw that it was stuffed full of A4 paper, the paper was white and the edges were neat.
Yu Huan slowly pulled out the stack of papers and glanced at them briefly. They were all printed on one side in a grand style, which explained why they were so thick.
Yu Huan took the stack of documents, plopped down in a chair, adjusted to a comfortable position, and quickly began to browse the contents of the papers.
The document details the standards and calculation methods for various expropriation compensations, with a dense array of data, clauses, explanations, and policy interpretations.
As Yu Huan gained a deeper understanding of the document's contents, he discovered that the compensation details were far more complex than he had imagined.
It not only covers regulations on the calculation of house area, decoration compensation, relocation incentives, and the basis for calculating transitional resettlement fees, but also lists ways to handle special situations, such as strategies for dealing with disputes over house ownership or special land use.
In short, it's clearly intended for insiders.
Yu Huan casually pulled a ballpoint pen from the pen holder and marked some key areas for further research...
(End of this chapter)