Chapter 74

Obviously, they did not appeal. Wang Bo asked Mueller strangely, did the Traffic Management Bureau admit defeat like this?

Mueller said that the result is obvious. The Traffic Management Bureau had violated the law, and they would not get a better result if they appealed. In addition, the most important thing is that if the case becomes serious and is picked up by the media, then the Traffic Management Bureau will be ashamed.

In China, ordinary people are unwilling to make trouble in the courts. In New Zealand, government agencies are unwilling to go to court, because everyone sympathizes with the weak side. Compared with government agencies, ordinary people are the weak side no matter what they do.

The place agreed upon by the two parties was in a single room of a coffee shop. Bowen said that the people from the Traffic Management Bureau might be playing tricks, so he asked him to bring a gun and a police badge on purpose.

Before entering the door, Charlie grabbed his shoulder and said: "King, be careful when you go in, throw the cup as a sign, if you think there is a problem, smash the tableware inside! And if we hear the sound of tableware breaking inside, I will quickly copy the guy and rush in, how about it?"

"Yes, boss, we will definitely protect you." The handsome Mexican nodded vigorously and said, although he knew Wang Bo the latest, he admired Lao Wang the most.

Wang Bo's heroic demeanor of beating down a group of hooligans with his bare hands that day shocked him a lot.

Hearing what they said, Wang Bo subconsciously became nervous, and said, "Fake, isn't this a peace talk? What do you mean? It's not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, is it?"

"As an old Chinese saying goes, don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case!" Charlie once again demonstrated his China handy characteristics.

The cowboy clenched his fists and said, "Boss, you go in, if there is a problem, we will deal with it to death. Listen up guys, don't be relentless and don't be afraid when the time comes!"

"Sure! But boss, how do you pay for the drinks?"

"Reimbursement of public funds!" Pharaoh definitely had to do this.

When he arrived at the coffee shop, a waiter took him into a private room. Officials from the Traffic Management Bureau and a lawyer were already waiting there. There were four of them in total. The official who signed the contract with him last time did not come, and this time they were all strangers.

Lao Wang relaxed at first glance, there was only a middle-aged man in his forties, and the others were all in his fifties, so they were no match for him.

Immediately he realized that he had been cheated by the three pieces of material under his command, and they deliberately came to grab the drink.

An official from the Traffic Management Bureau introduced himself. His name was Napier Lowry. He was in charge of road and bridge projects. He was the person in charge of the section of Highway 8 in Sunset Town.

Napier took out another contract and negotiated with him the land use fee for this section of the road. Obviously, they are also in a dilemma now. The project has already invested and started construction. If Wang Bo opens his mouth, he really doesn't know what to do.

Now Napier can only scold the subordinate who was in charge of the contract at the time, he was really greedy for petty gains and suffered a lot.

But Wang Bo didn't make things difficult for him. What he wanted was the market price. The fee for one kilometer per ten years was 40,000 New Zealand dollars. The whole journey was 45 kilometers, and it was 1.8 million New Zealand dollars per ten years.

For this result, Napier is already very satisfied, because the New Zealand Traffic Management Authority has planned to provide such funds to solve the problem of road land use.

Mu Le was quite surprised, and whispered: "I thought you would bite a piece of their meat."

Old Wang said seriously: "I just want to treat them fairly, and then I hope that the road will be repaired as soon as possible, which will benefit my town even more."

Muller looked at him a little differently. Obviously, Lao Wang's overall view was beyond his expectations.

With 1.8 million in the account, Wang Bo's pocket suddenly became thicker!

At the beginning, the sports meeting and the peddlers got a total of nearly 1.4 million, plus the town construction fund of more than 500,000 and the money from the red box, and now he has nearly 4 million New Zealand dollars in his hands!

Equivalent to RMB, 16 million!

Of course, he still owes Li's Chemicals 500,000 New Zealand dollars.

Lao Wang had never had so much money, but now he was sure that this trip to New Zealand was the right one.

It is really a cowardly and cowardly person who is starving to death. If he was afraid to go abroad to find the reason when he got the heart of the lord, he would never be as beautiful as he is today!

There is food in the tank without panic, and money in the pocket, Lao Wang is more courageous, and he wants to start the construction of the town!

Still the same sentence, if he wants to have more children and build more roads, he has no choice but to find a way to build roads, build a road from the foot of Castle Hill to Highway 8.

After amicable separation from the traffic management bureau, Wang Bo asked as soon as he went out, "Is there a better construction company in Aocheng? I want to build roads, highways!"

Charlie threw him a piece of paper with two phone numbers written on it, and said: "These are the two construction companies that are best at building roads in Aocheng, but they can only build third-class roads, first-class roads like Highway 8 They can't do it."

"Thank you, Lao Zha, I owe you another favor!"

"Don't talk nonsense, damn it, you owe me countless favors!"

What Lao Wang built was a third-class road. The cost of a first-class road is too high, that is, it is paved with real money to form a road, and it is not necessary, it is just a rural road.

He looked at the information on the paper, and there was a construction company called Tian Yuan Ju Shi, which had an interesting name. The name of the boss is even more interesting, his name is pastoral-poet, the transliterated name is Pastoral-Poet, but the real meaning is pastoral poet.

Potter's residence was not far from them, and he bought a villa in the suburbs, so Tian Wang Bo killed him there.

Small towns have a small population, so there is no need for planning, but the villas in the suburbs are well-organized and well-arranged. The small buildings are hidden among the green trees and green grass, which makes people look pleasing to the eye.

"This is the profound meaning of architecture, the unity of man and nature, and the pursuit of defeat alone." Pharaoh commented pretending to be educated.

Charlie said: "These villas are masterpieces of pastoral dwellers. According to my research, Potter is a very interesting guy. You will know it when you meet him."

When they arrived at the destination, they just stopped the car when a group of dogs ran out, including Labrador retrievers, Scottish shepherds, pugs, and golden retrievers. A dozen big and small guys yelled at them.

There was also a wolf-like vicious dog that rushed up, its blue eyes emitting a faint cold light, and it stood defiantly not far away and stared at them.

The handsome Mexican said solemnly after seeing this vicious dog: "Be careful, look at this dog's eyes, it has a murderous look! This is a killer in nature, it doesn't open its mouth easily, and opening its mouth is a killer move!"

Wang Bo looked at it and said, "Why do I feel like Siberia has let go?"

"What?"

"The demolition brigade captain."

"don't know."

"Husky!"

"Yes, this is a husky." Bowen nodded and said, he likes this kind of dog. Of course, Wang Bo understands that two people divide their goods and flock together, and second-class cowboys also like second-class dogs.