Chapter 502 Exit
Song Junxian arrived at Huahe Tower.

The night is hazy, but the joyful songs of youth continue in the cold wind.

In fact, no matter how the seasons change, the streets of Erliban are always filled with the atmosphere of youth. From Fallen Street to Xiangjiang North Road, from the foot of Lushan Mountain to Huahe Building, most of those who are laughing, making noise, dancing, or even crying have a young face.

Song Junxian couldn't help but think back to high school.

Novels, games, love, and a bright future. Of course, there was also Lin Lin, who always stood under the camphor tree, holding her schoolbag and lunch box, waiting for him to come downstairs to eat, study, or go to the grove to hug him tightly...

Only half a year had passed, but Song Junxian suddenly felt that these memories were already very distant. There was no doubt that the youth worth remembering was beautiful, even though it was so cruel.

Song Junxian lit another cigarette and silently watched all kinds of people walking through the wind and rain. He didn't know how much time had passed. His throat was already hoarse from smoking under the eaves at the entrance of Huahe Building. Then he saw a luxury car parked on the side of the road and Lin Lin got out of the car.

In the hazy night, Lin Lin seemed to be drunk, with a sweet smile on her face. She chatted with the people in the luxury car on the roadside for a few words. After the car drove away, she turned around with her bag and walked towards the Huahe Building dormitory.

The distance from the roadside to the dormitory gate was not far, and the smile on Lin Lin's pretty face quickly froze. She stopped and silently looked at Song Junxian under the eaves.

She asked, "Did you receive the phone?"

Song Junxian nodded.

She asked, "Don't you understand what I mean?"

Song Junxian leaned against the wall, took two puffs of his cigarette, and slowly said, "I suddenly remembered that in mid-November, one day, Jin Shengze and I were having dinner at Zhang Yunqi's house. A postman brought a letter to Zhang Yunqi. Jin Shengze asked if it was a love letter. Zhang Yunqi handed the letter to him. It was indeed a love letter, and there was a sentence in it: 'What is love? You make me want to be a better person.'"

Lin Lin looked at Song Junxian for a long time and said, "Go back and don't come to see me again."

That night.

It rained for a long time in Lizhen.

The dark clouds that came from the Luoxiao Mountains blocked all the lights above the city.

The lights were swaying in the wind and rain, the solid skyline was lost in the dark clouds, in the distance was the broad surface of the Xiangjiang River, adjacent to the river, the cold wind blew across the branches, the dead leaves on the treetops on both sides fell one after another, the traffic on the Orange Island Bridge was surging, the car lights merged into a stream of light as if looking for an exit.

On the bank of the Xiangjiang River, a young man stood alone.

He threw away his umbrella, looked up at the sky, and the expression on his face looked like he was crying and laughing at the same time.

Beside him, the stream of light seemed to be struggling to move forward as if it could not find an exit. Under the eaves across the road, a group of children hiding from the rain pointed at him and laughed heartily. A pretty little girl said, "Look, there is a madman over there!"

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After a night of wind and rain, the Lushan Mountain is still windy and rainy.

Yesterday, throughout the day, 71 international students from Shonan University walked in two groups to Lizhen Railway Station in the wind and rain, preparing to go to Beijing.

Many international students from Xiangnan Normal University, Xiangnan University of Technology, Xiangnan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine and other universities also rushed to the train station. They wanted to board the No. 66 northbound train before it departed, but were finally stopped by people in the city and could not go north. Now these people have been transferred to a chemical fiber guesthouse in Wangcheng, where they have food and drink and live a good life.

However, after the incident, the instigator Su De had disappeared for a long time, and his whereabouts could not be found. It was just that the source of the news was unknown, and on this cold morning, his hiding place was suddenly revealed.

Su De hid in a private house in Qingban Lane, Xingsha.

That was the house that Winston Chao rented temporarily.

Zhao Wenxuan is a native of Xingsha, Lijin, but she did not dare to take Su De home, so she temporarily rented a house in the familiar Xingsha area and did not go to school for several days.

That day, Winston Chao bought lunch at a small restaurant outside. When she packed her lunch and went back, she saw a dense crowd blocking the entire corridor of the residential building. When she pushed the crowd aside and rushed into the rental house, Su De was already lying in a pool of blood.

The ambulance came quickly.

On the way to the hospital, Su De, covered in blood, had his eyes closed, his head tilted to one side, and his body twitched constantly. The medical staff slowly bandaged him, injected him, and stopped the bleeding. Zhao Wenxuan sat next to him, holding the bloody man's hand, watching his twitching movements become smaller and smaller until he died.

After a night.

This incident caused a sensation in the entire Lijin City. At that time, Zhang Yunqi was walking into Huarong Jinhuishan.

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Liansheng’s operation center in Lijin has been completed.

This is Zhang Yunqi's first time here.

He had just walked through the office lobby with modern decoration style and sat down in his office when Wang Jingshan pushed the door open and walked in, handing him a document.

Zhang Yunqi opened the materials and flipped through them.

This is a contract for the transfer of the right to contract and operate cultivated land that Qiao Zhiwu bought in Qiaoku Town. The transfer area is 3.2 acres, the transfer period is 20 years, the unit price is 180 yuan/acre/year, and the transferor is a local farmer. In addition, the information of the parties, the leased property, boundaries, purpose and rent payment method are all available.

After reading it, Zhang Yunqi pointed to the place where the signatory signed the contract and said to Wang Jingshan: "There is nothing wrong with this land transfer contract itself, but there are some big loopholes in the way Qiao Zhiwu manipulated the land acquisition and storage."

Wang Jingshan was stunned: "What loophole?"

Zhang Yunqi glanced at Wang Jingshan and smiled: "You are also an agricultural expert, can't you see the problem with the land transferor?"

Wang Jingshan's face turned red all of a sudden.

Zhang Yunqi handed him the farmer's land transfer contract and said, "Let's take a simple example. The village collective is Zhang San. Zhang San rents his own house to farmer Li Si for 20 years, which is the first round of land contract management rights. After Li Si used the contract for five years, he rented the house to businessman Wang Wu for the same 20 years. This has exceeded the contract lease period signed by the house owner Zhang San and Li Si by five years, and Zhang San didn't even know about this. Is this legally feasible?"

Wang Jingshan immediately understood what Zhang Yunqi meant.

In fact, Zhang Yunqi's analogy is not quite appropriate, because the boundaries of agricultural land ownership are far less clear than those of state-owned commercial and residential land. To put it bluntly, farmers have always regarded the land they contracted from the village collective as their own land. After occupying it, it is difficult for the village collective to take it back and redistribute it, but tenants will not regard the rented house as their own.

According to the Chinese Land Law, rural land belongs to the village collective, and farmers can obtain the right to contract and operate the land based on their collective membership. In terms of specific land use, the relationship between the village collective and individual farmers is that of a lessee and a lessee.

The most critical point here is that the right to lease rural land is closed to the outside world. The reason for this closure is that the planned economy divides society into units, and the members of each unit cannot participate in each other, thus forming a practice that does not allow outsiders to lease rural collective land. However, with the establishment of the household contract responsibility system and the continuous advancement of reform and opening up, especially the influx of migrant workers into cities in the 90s, this loophole has gradually opened up, and rural land can be leased to outsiders and the right to lease land can be transferred.

In the mid-90s, whether it was Liansheng Group or Qiao Zhiwu's Zhicheng Industry, there were mainly two options for these outsider merchants who wanted to obtain rural land lease rights. One option was to negotiate directly with the existing land lessees (individual farmers) and have the existing lessees transfer their land lease rights. The other option was to negotiate directly with the land owners (village collectives) and have the land owners grant the land lease rights.

Qiao Zhiwu chose the first option.

This is the current common practice of land transfer, which is extremely popular in rural areas. This is also the reason why Wang Jingshan failed to understand Zhang Yunqi's meaning. In rural areas, neighbors do not even go through the village collective, or even have a contract, but directly make a verbal promise to rent their land to each other.

To put it more bluntly, the legal awareness of land transfer in this era is weak, and no one takes it seriously. It is very rare for someone like Qiao Zhiwu to be able to sign a land transfer contract with individual farmers. It is difficult to find this loophole without thinking hard and having professional knowledge reserves of rural land reform policies.

Unfortunately, he met Zhang Yunqi.

As a boss, he has a keen sense of smell. At present, the property right attributes of land contracting and management rights are not complete. The law does not clearly stipulate whether the land lessee (individual farmers) can transfer the lease rights. Even if an agreement is reached, the transferee still faces the risk of the village collective that owns the land ownership rejecting the transfer agreement!
This is called breach of contract.

This is the meaning Zhang Yunqi wants to express.

In legal terms, the land lease contract between the village collective and the outside company is legal, while the land lease contract between individual farmers and the outside company is not. This does not mean that farmers do not have the right to express their wishes on the land rights they already own, but that the object of the farmers' right of will is the village collective. In essence, this is a problem of collective governance and collective internal structure. The so-called land transfer is an external manifestation of the problem of collective internal governance, and is essentially a contractual transaction between the outside land acquisition company and the village collective.

In this case, from a theoretical perspective, the land transfer contract signed between Qiao Zhiwu and the villagers of Qiaokou Town can be deemed invalid at a legal level, and can naturally be overturned through legal procedures!

Thinking of this, Wang Jingshan became a little excited.

Zhang Yunqi said, "Except for Qiaojia Village, please invite the Party secretaries of the other eight administrative villages under Qiaokou Town. I want to have a meeting with them."

Wang Jingshan hesitated for a moment: "Qiao Zhiwu is all-powerful in Qiaokou Town, and he has people in the district and the city. Do they dare to break the contract?"

Zhang Yunqi smiled and said, "Kill people and set fires, and you will get a golden belt. Build bridges and pave roads, and there will be no corpses. I don't want them to kill people and set fires. I build bridges and pave roads for them, and I also let them get rich. So what are they afraid of?"

Wang Jingshan nodded. Although he had countless questions in his mind, he didn't dare to ask. He turned and walked out the door. But just as he was closing the door, the chairman's secretary Yang Jin came over. She also had a document in her hand. She nodded to him, then hurriedly pushed the door open and walked in.

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