The gate guard didn't want to accept this notice at all. It wasn't within his duties—he wasn't collecting deliveries for Boss Feng.
But the deputy director of the Police Bureau spoke up. "Whether you accept it is your business. I can testify that the notice has been delivered."
Of course, he hadn't come all this way merely to serve as a witness. His police uniform itself put pressure on the migrant workers.
Li Xiaobin had really overthought things. She had to run around more than ten times to find people just to handle business registration procedures, but if the county government wanted to find you, it didn't need to be so troublesome.
Feng Jun found the notice both laughable and frustrating. The city bureau was one thing, but what was the Tourism Bureau trying to pull?
After all, he had contracted barren hills. Barren hills beside Yang City, not some Danxia landform or anything. What was there to tour?
But Feng Jun had already realized that certain people were trying to make trouble for him, intending to force him to yield.
When Wang Haifeng returned, he was furious enough to curse. "What the hell kind of greed is this? I've already been very accommodating to them... Is there no room left in this world for honest people?"
Feng Jun didn't curse along with him. He merely asked in a low voice, "Hai Feng, did you really look into the situation in town?"
"I asked from the very beginning," Wang Haifeng replied. "My brother said it too—building the wall definitely wouldn't be a problem. It just depended on whether anyone came looking for trouble."
"I know there's no problem with building the wall," Feng Jun said dismissively. He wasn't that stupid. "If there were a problem, would anyone be using the