Chapter 57. Chaos

"Oh, what you said is, who made my car better?" Liu Yang looked at the middle-aged woman and asked with a smile: "Sister, now the traffic here is like this, the people at the management station over there Don't come out to control it? "

The middle-aged woman also turned her head and glanced south, turned her head, and spit on the ground with a spit: "Oh ... you want to count on the bad bears of Wang Baxuan to do something? Since the establishment of the management station Up to now, it is clear that the traffic chaos in this area is managed. In fact, those people only charge fees and fines. For every car that pulls coal from the toll station, they have to give them fifty dollars. What else do they have? It doesn't matter. The all-day price to eat in my little restaurant is all on credit. Even playing women don't give money ... "

Liu Yang's face grew darker and he looked at the woman and asked, "They do this, and no one in the county cares?"

The woman sneered at Liu Yang with disdain, as if sneering at his young and ignorant: "Who cares in the county? They are sent from the county. Except for the two heads who are officially compiled, the rest are all Temporary workers, not only are they not responsible for paying wages, they also specify the number of tasks, and they must be given the above number every month ... "

The woman said, and stretched out a finger, shaking in front of Liu Yang.

"Five thousand ..." Liu Yang asked in surprise.

"Well ..." The boss snorted dismissively: "Look at how many cars there are in this bunch? I have carefully counted them, there are more than 230 cars, and at most they won't be as bad as a dozen cars. Each of these cars pays 50 yuan, one trip at this time of day, and one trip in the dark in the afternoon. How much do you count for a month? They charge half a million, and they still fall into their own pockets. Here. But I heard that even if these people are temporary workers, they have bought houses in the county seat, one by one, they are so rich and oily that they only live in life ... "

According to the proprietress, each car costs 50 yuan, and according to 220 cars twice a day, it is more than 20,000 yuan, which is 600,000 to 700,000 a month.

500,000 was collected above, and the management station still has 160,000 to 70,000. Excluding temporary workers' expenses and refueling of vehicle repairs, you may not see anything on the books, but I am afraid that there is not much money left.

Is there any other problem in the management station? Liu Yang still can't figure it out, but they will definitely have some tricks to save money. Otherwise, how could these people buy a house in the county?

But the so-called trick to save money is nothing more than a false report. If you just toss on the remaining 100,000 or more lines, even if they do n’t eat or drink for half a year, it will only be 7 or 800,000. Money, to say that everyone can buy a house in the county seat, is definitely not enough.

The remaining tricks can only increase the fees for coal-loading trucks, and profit from them. There is no way to manage this matter. Liu Yang was chatting with the boss, but suddenly found that a group of drivers jumped out of the car and hit them. At this time, there were more than a dozen people in uniforms and big caps walking out of the door of the management station.

Seeing those people wearing uniforms, holding electric batons and rubber rods in their hands, rushing towards them aggressively, Liu Yang felt bad. It didn't take long for me to see a crowd shouting in front of the crowd. A shirtless man with a small flat head and a large block of black soot was chased by four or five people wearing police uniforms and ran over.

As if I was used to this kind of scene, dozens of people in the crowd were about the same size as the big one, so that the driver who was all black and up and down all over the body laughed and followed to watch.

Seeing those in uniforms beating people with their rubber rods in their hands, the lady's face changed, and she took a hard sip on the ground, then twisted her waist and walked into the hotel.

While the beaten man was running, as if he was still shouting, he saw an angry face in uniform, followed by two steps, and grabbed the rubber rod in his hand, and a guy hit the man's head on.

The man slumped to the ground, watching the lively people immediately froze. Several people squatted and looked at them, stood up and shouted, "Broken, Liu Dahuazi was killed ..."

Immediately, the crowd was disturbing, and the guy who beat him was pushed by several shirtless men, and a few young men in uniform went up and shoved them. With so many people huddled together, they didn't know what was being said, and the scene became chaotic for a while.

Liu Yang and Yao Peng stood in front of the car and looked coldly at the chaotic scene. Neither of them had the intention to pass.

Both men knew in their hearts that even at this time, no one believed them. In addition, Liu Yang also wanted to see what happened to the people at the management station.

Soon, there were two middle-aged fat men in uniform coming out of the management station. The two men shook one step at a time. They rushed to Liu Yang and stood up. They opened their throats and shouted, "What do you want? Good days don't want After that, isn't it? Everything just flickers away ... "

Don't you say that this person seems to be very prestigious. As he shouted two throats, those people really separated. The driver was on the side, and the dozen or so people who came out in uniform stood on the side. The man in the middle was knocked out of the ground.

The chaotic scene lasted about two minutes from its occurrence to its end. As the two middle-aged fat men in uniform came out and just shouted two voices, the scene was basically controlled.

The two were wearing traffic police uniforms, carrying three stars on their shoulders. This person is a superintendent of police at the rank of the police officer. The person wearing this rank is usually a small cadre at or above the squadron level and vice-captain level at the county police station.

The other was wearing the uniform of the traffic bureau, and the level was not visible from his clothing. But he stood there, with a big belly and a fat, fat face. He was so impassioned that the drivers next to him were far away from him, lowering his voice, and dare not speak loudly.

The fat man in the traffic police uniform looked at the big man lying on the ground with great majesty, and exclaimed angrily, "Why is he again? This Liu Hehuazi's car doesn't want to do it, does it?"

As he said, he stretched out his hands and pointed at the uniform men standing in the other row: "How did you do that? I only held it for a while, and you just made me such a big movement? What do I support you for? What are you still doing? Hurry up and bring someone to the watch room ... "

Then, he reached out to two of them: "Whoever, who, you two, drive me those two vehicles that violate the rules, first give way ... see what you are doing. So many cars You ca n’t get through the bridge. It ’s a serious violation. Do you know what the other people are doing and what are they looking at here? Do n’t want your own car? ”

Following his assignment, two people ran to move the two cars crowded together, and all the way from Liu Yang's car to the door of Xiaofanpu.

There were also two young men in uniforms who erected the big guys who fell to the ground, and those who were in uniforms also held a skinny man in a shirt and slippers, behind them, beating and cursing all the way, together Go to the management station.

The others didn't dare to say anything, but they didn't go back to drive as the traffic police said.

The influential traffic policeman opened his eyes and pointed at the drivers. "What are you doing? Want to rebel? I haven't heard what I said? Who the **** isn't going to leave, everyone will be fined an extra 100 yuan ... Damn, Lao Tzu can't fix you, so what are you doing here? "

A bunch of gray-faced drivers are afraid to speak, and more people are afraid of causing trouble.

But there are people who hide behind the crowd, daring to speak boldly: "Come again, you concentrate your car here every day and let it go. Do you want to pay more? Anyway, no matter what we do, you money It's all punished ... "

The two fat men in the traffic police uniform and the traffic uniform looked at them at the same time.

The fat man in a traffic uniform scolded and grinned, "Who the **** is talking? Which of your convoys? Is there a way to stand out and hide behind people? Your **** name is an insult to national law enforcement officials, do you know? Why do we just want to be fined more? You **** forced you to stand up and say ... "

The person wearing the uniform of the traffic police also scolded: "Do n’t **** her, no law enforcement can't turn you around, go and go, while going, what is the coax? And you ... just now Did you see everything? Ah? A road was blocked by you. The national road repair is for you alone. You said that we can't do strict management. Can you do it? When we come next time, every car Pay 50 yuan for the security management fee, don't forget it ... Who dares to talk nonsense, but don't blame me for not saving face ... "

The drivers didn't move anywhere, but their anger was clear at a glance.

The more Liu Yang heard, the more he didn't understand what it meant, but looking at the reactions of these drivers, wasn't this fifty-dollar security fee and the fifty-dollar management fee just mentioned by the boss just now different? ?

Eighty percent of this money is charged separately based on management fees.

Yao Peng still smoked behind him as if he was okay, as if he hadn't seen everything in front of him. But in fact, he just looked at it coldly and wanted to see what Liu Yang would do.

However, he was surprised to find that Liu Yang, the county magistrate he thought was an artillery tube, was calm at this time, and showed no signs of temper.

This guy not only did not intend to lose his temper, but also smiled at the corner of his mouth, walked over and talked to a group of dark and dirty drivers.

When Yao Peng slowly walked past, he heard a 30-year-old black strong man shaking his head and sighing: "Well ... this car is not going to run. I fool it, the management fee of the team, The cost of road maintenance, gas money, car repairs, etc. is not considered. The fines of these dogs alone are at least five or six thousand a month. How much can I earn in a month? Half of the money I still borrow ... "

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