A sizable number of old workers in Changlin Community had secretly gone to the residents' committee to sign contracts and even received demolition compensation. This effectively meant that they had agreed to the demolition. With more than half of the people having signed the agreement, it was no wonder that the City Committee's demolition office was so brazenly bold, for they had reason and evidence on their side. According to China's situation, as long as half of the people agreed, the matter was essentially settled.
Was he really going to lead the minority and become holdouts?
It was the first time Lin Chuan had such a confused thought.
"Chuan?" At this moment, Mrs. Lin came in from outside, still wearing her reflective jacket from the Sanitation Bureau.
"What's the matter?" Lin Chuan stood up.
"Are you okay?" Mrs. Lin looked at Lin Chuan anxiously and asked, "Did you get into a fight today?"
