kvmb Chapter 385 All They Know Is Making Money
Chapter 385 All They Know Is Making Money
"So you're the new developers?" A rough, menacing voice suddenly rang out. Looking in the direction of the voice, we saw a burly middle-aged man standing not far away, his face contorted with rage, his eyes blazing with fury as he stared intently at us.
That hostility was almost tangible.
The previously noisy environment fell silent instantly because of his question, and everyone's eyes were focused on us.
Seeing this, Song Yang took a steady step forward, his posture upright, a gentle yet confident smile on his face, and his tone calm and composed: "Yes, we are representatives of the Song Group. We have come here hoping to have a good talk with you all."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's facial muscles twitched slightly, then he let out a cold laugh, his laughter full of mockery and suspicion: "What are you talking about? How to drive us away, then build skyscrapers here and make a fortune? Don't think we don't know what you developers are up to!" With that, he crossed his arms and leaned back slightly, adopting an aloof and unapproachable posture.
I knew the atmosphere was tense and there was no room for error, so I quickly stepped forward, my face full of sincerity, my tone gentle yet firm: "Brother, please don't misunderstand, we really didn't come here to drive you away. We know that this land has a special meaning for everyone."
So I've always been thinking about finding a solution that both sides can be satisfied with and accept, to make this place better, and so that everyone can live more and more comfortably in the future." As I spoke, I looked sincerely into his eyes, trying to let him feel my sincerity.
The middle-aged man's gaze lingered on my face for a moment, as if judging whether my words were credible. His originally tense facial lines relaxed slightly, and his tone softened a little.
But he still remained wary: "Hmph, that's easy for you to say. Can you really guarantee our interests? We've been fooled by developers for so many years, how can we easily trust you?"
I nodded vigorously, my eyes filled with determination: "Brother, rest assured, our Song Group has always valued its reputation. Since we made a promise, we will do our best to keep it. We have already arranged a professional team to handle communication with everyone."
I then added, “We will listen to everyone’s thoughts, whether it’s about demolition compensation, resettlement issues, or expectations for future plans. We will take them seriously and give everyone a satisfactory answer.”
After hearing what I said, the surrounding residents began to whisper among themselves, and the atmosphere was no longer as oppressive as before.
When we first entered the community, we felt the strong hostility of the residents. An elderly man named Li, with gray hair, rushed out and blocked our way, his face full of anger and dissatisfaction: "You developers only know how to make money. Do you have any regard for us ordinary people? You promised to relocate us back then, but what happened? Half of the houses were demolished, and the people disappeared."
"We've endured so many years in this wretched place. Now you're back, trying to pull the same tricks again? Don't think you can fool us again!" Old Li's voice trembled slightly with emotion, and the surrounding residents gathered around, all expressing their discontent.
I hurried forward again, my face once more plastered with a sincere smile, and said softly, "Sir, please don't be angry. Let me explain. We are different from the previous developers. This time, we genuinely want to build this place well and provide everyone with a better living environment. Please calm down and tell me your thoughts. I will listen carefully."
Grandpa Li snorted coldly and turned his head away: "That sounds nice, but I don't believe you. How many promises have I heard over the years? And every single one of them has fallen through."
Jiang Yichen noticed my embarrassment, looked up at the old man, and his imposing presence immediately silenced him.
"We've come here to have a proper talk with you, so we don't make things too ugly between us, don't you think?" Song Yang said in a threatening tone.
“Yes, yes, we’ve come with sincerity this time, unlike the last developer,” Xu Sisi added gently.
"That's what you say, but can you provide any evidence?" the old man persisted.
"Evidence? Listen carefully, I am Jiang Yichen of the Jiang Group, and this lady next to me is my wife, Gu Mo. You can find out by searching on your phone."
Jiang Yichen lowered his voice, and at that moment, a little child next to him immediately recognized me.
The child looked to be about eleven years old, and said in a boyish voice, "Yes, she's Sister Gu. She's really famous online, and I'm a fan of hers."
"Yes, so old man, we really didn't lie to you this time, please believe us."
"This..." The old man looked at the person next to him, and the person next to him also looked at the old man.
At this moment, their resolve wavered, and I quickly pressed my advantage.
Walking beside Grandpa Li, I patiently said, "Grandpa, I understand your concerns. What happened before did cause everyone a lot of suffering."
"After all, these kinds of things happen all the time on the internet, and we can't ruin our career just because we're developing a piece of land."
"You can check anything I'm doing during my live stream, and I will be live streaming this project every day."
The old man looked at me with a surprised expression: "Really?"
"Really?" I answered decisively.
After much pleading and cajoling, Mr. Li's attitude finally softened this time.
He sighed and said slowly, "We've lived here most of our lives and we have an emotional attachment to this place. When they said they were going to demolish it, we cooperated, thinking we could live in better houses. But look what happened! Now our home doesn't feel like a home anymore, and the surroundings are a mess. We're afraid we'll be fooled again this time, and then we won't even have a stable place to live."
Other residents nodded in agreement, each expressing their concerns. Some worried about unreasonable demolition compensation, others about inconvenient resettlement locations, and still others hoped to preserve some of the old buildings in the community to retain memories.
I listened attentively and took notes.
"Okay, thank you all for your hard work today."
Slowly, the surrounding crowd dispersed like the tide, leaving only the lone child behind.
"Sister, my family is facing some difficulties. Can you really help me make arrangements this time?" The child walked up to me with slightly hesitant steps, looked up at me, his eyes full of pleading, and his voice tinged with trepidation.
I instinctively looked down and saw that his shoes were worn out, the uppers were badly worn, and the style was clearly from several years ago. His clothes were also tightly wrapped around his thin body, ridiculously short, and didn't fit him at all, making him look short and small.
“This kid, you can tell from his expression that his family is having difficulties. Just tell your brother what’s wrong, and I’ll definitely help you.” Song Yang spoke first, his eager look immediately cutting off what I was about to say.