1389. 1372. Iron-Blooded Wrist* (3/5)

Chapter 1389 1372. Iron-Blooded Wrist (35)

Lao Wang personally led the team to the streets to rectify discipline.

He drove an old Willis Jeep, and the car drove slowly. He was wearing sunglasses and sitting in the passenger seat, leaning over and feeling like an American soldier.

Not far away, at the entrance of Haidilao, he saw a Maori woman sitting at the back of the stall greeting customers, she was still asking for some money, she looked very happy.

The jeep drove past, and he jumped out and said, "What's going on here? What are you doing here?"

The Maori woman did not persuade him, she glanced at him and said, "Ah, the mayor, I am selling handicrafts here, do you want to buy one? Look, I have key chains and jade statues here, and the price is cheap."

This business is still on his own head, Lao Wang said angrily: "Didn't you see the regulations issued by the town? No stalls are allowed on the streets to do business. Put it away and go to the farmers' market."

The Maori woman shook her head and said, "I'm not a farmer, I don't go to that market."

Wang Bo said: "It's not only farmers who can set up stalls in the farmers' market. The traffic there is larger than here. Go, I'll help you find a stall."

The Maori woman still shook her head: "No, I won't go."

Since etiquette is useless, Lao Wang will not be polite.

He said: "Then, ma'am, according to Article 15 of Part Two of the Public Security Management Regulations of Sunset Town, you will be taken to the police station for investigation because you obstruct the appearance of the town and disturb public order."

The Maori woman became fussy and shouted: "Mayor, how did I disturb public order? You are abusing your power. I really regret that I voted for you as mayor."

This is not a threat to Lao Wang. If he doesn't care about it and makes Maori stalls bloom everywhere, then there will be more people who will not vote for him in the future.

He waved his hand, and Atulu came down to stop the woman and said, "Kakale, don't make trouble for nothing. Now you have to be investigated. I have already told you that you will be fined for setting up a stall here."

The Maori woman shouted: "This is not the middle of the road, why can't you set up a stall? You are not allowed to take my things away, or I will complain to you!"

Wang Bo handed her the phone and said, "You complain first, and we will pack your things for you."

Seeing his tough attitude, the Maori woman stopped being so confident, but calmed down and said, "Don't be like this, mayor, well, I know I was wrong, then I will take the things away and stop setting up roadside stalls." .”

This was Wang Bo's first law enforcement. He used thunderbolt methods if he didn't want to come up. It's not good to stimulate the Maori too much. Since the woman was subdued, he nodded and let her go.

But he finally told the Maori woman: "The place where you can set up a stall is the farmers' market. If you still mess around outside, then I swear that I will punish you according to the management regulations."

When the Maori woman left, someone waved to Wang Bo. It was the owner of a shop, negotiating with him about the contract renewal of the shop.

Back then, in order to attract businesses to come, the rental fees for shops in Sunset Town were very cheap. Some of them directly offered to buy one and get one free, and rent for one year and get one free for one year.

Now that Sunset Town has developed into the largest town in New Zealand and the most famous tourist destination in the entire southern hemisphere, he will start raising prices.

Wang Bo discussed with the boss and told him that the renewal fee is 2 yuan per square meter per day. His shop is about 200 square meters, so the monthly rent is 12,000 yuan.

The boss said in embarrassment: "Mr. Mayor, isn't the rent too expensive?"

Wang Bo smiled and said, "I look at your tax records every month. I know more about the profits brought by this store than you. The investment income ratio can reach four to one, which is not low."

The boss said unhappily: "But before the rent was less than 20 cents per square meter per day, the price increase has reached more than ten times, which is too much."

Wang Bodao: "You know, it's because my asking price was too low before, buddy, if you should also know how hot the houses in the central area of ​​Sunset Town are now, right?"

Hearing what he said, the boss stopped bargaining and accepted the conditions he offered.

Wang Bo's requirements are not high at all. This is the center of the town, and the owner's restaurant's monthly income is less than 50,000 yuan, which is considered a failure of his business.

After negotiating the rent renewal issue, he and Atulu went to have a cold drink. New Zealand was still very hot in late January, and the sun was scorching.

After drinking their drinks, the two continued their inspection by car, but when they arrived at the small square in front of the supermarket, Wang Bo was speechless.

This small square is mainly for tourists to rest, but now there are many stalls in a mess, and not only Maori jade stalls, but also some hawkers.

Wang Bo frowned and said, "What's going on? There was no one here before I left, so why is it like this now?"

Atulu said with a dry smile: "This, this, boss, I really took care of them, but I can't help these guys if they don't insist."

A Willys jeep drove past, and a woman was clearing up a booth and was about to slip away.

Wang Bo fixed his eyes and saw the smoke coming from Qi's nose. This woman was the one he had driven away from the side of the road just now, and unexpectedly ran here again.

Seeing that she was discovered, the woman put down the booth again, but moved to the side, staying with another tall and fat woman who sold cherries, and seemed to want to play the game of not blaming others.

Old Wang didn’t like this, he said sharply after getting out of the car: “Everyone, please listen to me, except for shops, farmers’ markets, and your Maori tribe, stalls are not allowed in other places, remove them immediately! "

The Maori didn't talk back to him, but they didn't listen to him either, and went about their business.

Wang Bo said to Atulu: "Very well, since you want to come hard with me, don't blame me for being cruel, call and ask Uncle Bing to bring the police over."

"Where's the co-op?"

"You don't need to alarm the police, but if any police come to make trouble, arrest them!" Wang Bo slapped his hands hard.

Atulu saw this and quickly called Uncle Bing.

Immediately, five police cars drove over, and twenty policemen walked over in a neat line.

Pointing to the stall, Wang Bo said, "Put everything away and take everyone away!"

The stalls were mainly set up by Maori women. They were unreasonable. When they saw the policemen wanting to close the stalls, they came up to stop them and shouted wildly with open arms:

"I'll kill anyone who touches my things!"

"This is my stall, go away!"

"Don't expect to get the votes of our Maori people in the future!"

"Complain to them, sue them together, tell the media!"

Many tourists started to watch the conflict with interest, and some people said with emotion: "There are urban management in New Zealand?"

Wang Bo picked up the microphone under the horn of the police car and said, "Don't worry about it, carry out the task, arrest those who obstruct, arrest those who resist with force, and expel them from the town!"

"YES, SIR!" The police immediately started to act.