"How was it special?
According to the relevant regulations, their courtyard and the courtyards of the nearby residents all fell within the scope of residential housing.
At most, we could give them housing of the same area, and that would be that.
It was precisely because we saw those pitiful children that our company decided to go through all the trouble, with little to gain, of finding them another plot of land and building them a house.
And now they still didn't agree?"
"What, did I beg you to develop this place? I only asked to keep things as they are. Is even that not allowed?"
The old man was exceptionally stubborn and immediately pushed back without yielding an inch.
"Fine! Fine! Fine! You're really something, old man! Just as they say, it's hard to be a good person."
The young man left in a huff, leaving behind only the gloomy Middle-aged man surnamed Zhang and Director Zhao.
"Grandpa Zhao, how many times do I have to tell you? This relocation isn't something you or I can decide.
Since it has already been decided, we have to carry it out.
So what you need to consider now isn't whether to move or not.
It's how to better settle those children."
Middle-aged man surnamed Zhang watched the young man's departing back.
His tone carried a trace of complaint.
"Yeah, Old Zhao, why can't you see reason? They're giving you land and helping you build a house. There really aren't many opportunities like this."
"You can't wake someone who's pretending to sleep. I'd say some people have no idea what's going on in their hearts!"
"I think so too. They're just using those children to squeeze out more benefits."
"If everyone were like you, would we ever get relocated?
Could you consider