I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 276 Even the law cannot perfectly solve this problem.

After driving around for a while without finding anything, Fang Qingye drove back to the nursery. He parked his car in the carport next to the office building and was about to go upstairs when he suddenly saw his grandfather, Fang Guisheng, wearing a straw hat and holding a utility knife, grafting Chinese juniper in the evergreen area. So he went over to him.

"Grandpa, let me ask you something. Can you find a buyer for the two-year-old fast-growing poplar?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Who's selling fast-growing poplars that are only two years old?" Fang Guisheng straightened up and looked at him. "The diameter is too thin. Why not let them grow for two more years?"

"It mainly involves land acquisition." Fang Qingye told her grandfather about the situation she encountered today.

Fang Guisheng, of course, knew that his grandson and others were developing Nanxin Lake. After listening, he pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll ask around for you."

"Grandpa, let me help you with the grafting." Fang Qingye said, and was about to help, but her grandfather refused.

"Go away. Don't cause trouble here. You're not good at this job. You're not even as good as Xiao Ou. Go back to your office." Grandpa looked disgusted.

"Then don't overwork yourself, rest when the sun is high." Fang Qingye didn't insist. Grafting is indeed a technical skill, and she wasn't good at it.

The next day, Grandpa told Fang Qingye that he had contacted several well-connected business owners, but none of them wanted the batch of poplar trees.

"Xiao Ye, you don't quite understand. Fast-growing poplars take more than five years to mature before they can be cut down and used to make furniture," Fang Guisheng explained.
“One-year-old fast-growing poplars can also be transplanted, and some bosses want them. The problem is that two-year-old seedlings have well-developed root systems, with rootstocks usually reaching more than 3 centimeters. The roots are too big, and they are easily damaged during digging and transportation, causing large-scale pest and disease outbreaks. The survival rate after transplanting is low, and a lot of watering is needed to make the roots compact with the soil, so nobody wants this stuff.”

oh.
Fang Qingye didn't really understand, but he knew his grandfather wouldn't lie to him.

Since that's the case, Fang Qingye didn't have any better ideas, so she decided to let the matter drop.

By the end of August, Fang Qingye's parents had returned from their trip to Hong Kong and Taiwan and were preparing for the start of the school year. That noon, Fang Qingye didn't go to the nursery but took a nap at home. She was suddenly awakened by her phone ringing. She saw that it was Luo Yan calling and picked it up without thinking.

"Chairman Fang, I have something to report to you. Director Guo of the Lianhua Office has been assaulted and is currently hospitalized." Luo Yan's voice sounded a little nervous.

Fang Qingye suddenly came to her senses: "Is it about the land requisition?"

"Yes, it's the woodland in Gaoguigong. I heard that Director Guo led people there to issue a deadline, and the other party got agitated and accidentally injured Director Guo."

"Which hospital are you staying at? I'll go check on you now." Fang Qingye jumped up and prepared to put on her pants.

"Chairman Fang, you don't need to go to the county hospital. I can visit on behalf of the company," Luo Yan said.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so I'll go check it out." Fang Qingye said, "President Luo, you should quickly have the public relations department contact the relevant departments in the county and pay attention to public opinion."

"I've already made arrangements."

"Okay, wait for me in the lobby of the inpatient department, I'll be right there."

"OK!"

Fang Qingye dressed, went downstairs to the underground parking lot, and drove straight to the county hospital.

Ten minutes later, after parking his car at the county hospital, he hurriedly walked to the inpatient department at the back. In the lobby, he saw Luo Yan, and next to her was a girl in an office lady uniform. Both of them were carrying fruit and gifts.

Fang Qingye recognized the girl; she was Wang Qian, Luo Yan's assistant. Luo Yan had brought her from the Kerry Group, and Wang Qian had been her assistant before, so Fang Qingye found her easy to work with.

"Chairman Fang, Director Guo is in ward 7 of the surgical ward on the 12th floor." Luo Yan handed Fang Qingye a gift, and the three of them hurriedly headed for the elevator.

They went up to the 12th floor and found ward 7. It was a double room, but one bed was empty. Guo Haixin, wearing a hospital gown and with a bandage wrapped around his head, was helping a man who was half-lying down to receive an IV drip. A middle-aged woman, who looked like his wife, was sitting by the bed. When Fang Qingye and the other two came in, Guo Haixin quickly sat up and said with a smile, "Chairman Fang, President Luo, you are both busy with work, and you still troubled to come and see me."

The woman quickly greeted them, and Fang Qingye put down the gifts, then asked with concern, "Where are you hurt? Is it serious?"

"Actually, it's nothing serious. My head was broken and I bled a little, but a CT scan showed nothing serious," Guo Haixin said with a smile.

The woman next to her immediately objected: "Who said there's no serious problem? The doctor said it's a concussion!"

"Alright, a concussion isn't a serious illness!" Guo Haixin glared at his wife. The woman didn't say anything more.

“Sister-in-law is right, a concussion is quite serious, you need to rest well,” Fang Qingye said quickly. “Director Guo, is there anything else we can do for you? Just tell us, do you need us to arrange someone to stay with you?”

"No need, I have my wife, and the office also sent an officer to take care of me," Guo Haixin said.

"Director Guo, how could this happen? That Gao Guigong is too lawless!" Luo Yan said at this moment.

Guo Haixin was quite open-minded: "It was hot, and both sides were a bit emotional at the time. I heard that Gao Guigong has been administratively detained."

"This kind of person should be sentenced!" The woman next to her couldn't help but interject again, seemingly still angry.

Can also understand.

Of course, a wife is unhappy when her husband is beaten like this.

"Can't you just shut up for a second?!" Guo Haixin snapped again, then turned to Fang Qingye and said, "Chairman Fang, our office leaders have already discussed it and plan to forcibly cut down the trees the day after tomorrow. It won't affect your project's progress."

"Director Guo, just rest well and don't think about work," Fang Qingye said.

The three stayed for a while, then said goodbye and left. After getting off the elevator, Fang Qingye suddenly let out a long sigh.

Luo Yan glanced at him and smiled, "Chairman Fang, that's just how the real estate industry is. There are a lot of troubles involved in land acquisition and demolition. Don't worry too much, they have experience and will handle it well."

Fang Qingye nodded: "I know, President Luo. Please arrange for someone to send Director Guo some money as a token of our appreciation. It doesn't need to be much, just 1000 yuan will do, as a small token of our company's goodwill."

"I understand, I'll make the arrangements when I get back."

Fang Qingye parted ways with Luo Yan at the hospital and drove back home. That evening, she chatted with Bai Ou about the incident on QQ.

Bai Ou has already started working at the city court, where she has been provided with a single dormitory. Moreover, her uncle lives in the city center and she is often invited over for meals, so she doesn't usually go back to Nanxin and only returns on weekends.

During the video call, Bai Ou listened to Fang Qingye's words and sighed, saying, "These kinds of things happen a lot at the grassroots level. My mentor at school also talked about many examples. Sometimes, even the law can't solve them perfectly."

"I know that too; the law isn't a panacea."

"Hey, Yezi, ask Grandpa if those trees can be sold. It would be a shame to cut them down, and it could also escalate the conflict," Bai Ou said.

"I asked, and Grandpa said that no one wants fast-growing poplars that grow for two years." Fang Qingye repeated Grandpa's words to Bai Ou.

The girl sighed, then suddenly looked at Fang Qingye and said, "Why don't you just buy it, Yezi?"

(End of this chapter)