Zhao Xun used Beastification on his ears and amplified their hearing fivefold. Even inside the well-soundproofed Study, he could hear the sounds outside fairly clearly by staying close to the gap in the door.
Ten minutes later, rhythmic footsteps approached.
There were about five or six people in the group.
Before long, they reached the Study door.
The person at the front entered the password, while the others lined up on either side of the door.
Clearly, they were bodyguards preparing to stand watch outside for the leader.
By the time the leader opened the door, Zhao Xun had hidden behind it.
Only when the leader closed the door did Zhao Xun come into view.
But before the leader could react at all, Zhao Xun had already hypnotized him.
At Zhao Xun's signal, the leader locked the door from the inside.
Then the two of them walked over to the desk.
"The Hundred Flowers Garden must not be demolished," Zhao Xun said, getting straight to the point. "Whatever the reason, whatever the circumstances, you cannot demolish the Hundred Flowers Garden."
The Tenth District had never had a policy of offering substantial compensation for demolition-or rather, no such compensation existed for ordinary citizens.
Even when alternative housing was provided, it was in more remote, more run-down neighborhoods.
Residents had to bear all the costs and losses involved themselves.
So no one wanted their homes demolished.
But most ordinary people had no power to resist. Refusing to compromise was useless.
If an announcement suddenly came out that the Hundred Flowers Garden would not be demolished, every resident there would be delighted.
The leader's brows furrowed slightly. Clearly, he was subconsciously displeased with Zhao Xun's proposal, but he still revised the relevant policies and documents as instructed.
Then he turned on his computer,