Madman Zhang San: That Hammer, You Are Finished

While Lin He was stunned, the delivery boy had already delivered to the door.

A large serving of Braised Chicken, coupled with a bottle of Snowflakes, Lin He is very refreshing.

belch……

Lin He took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

Received a message on the phone: the props are ready, come to my house at 8 o'clock in the evening.

Seeing this news, Lin He's whole body moved instantly.

Because the one who sent the message was none other than Miss Chu Yuechu, who had two papaya trees at home.

Whip, will it be too exciting?

Candles, will it hurt?

Uniform, which one should I choose?

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lin He drove to Chu Yue's house. During this period, he took a shower in an instant.

Standing at the door, Lin He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

The door had not been opened for a long time, and Lin He was about to take out his mobile phone to ask what was going on, when Chu Yue sent another message: The password for the door is 8865...

Lin He entered the password, pushed open the door, and the room was pitch black.

Only the bedroom side has a pink light, showing from the door.

When Lin He saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With the faint light of the mobile phone, Lin He crept to the bedroom door.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I heard a cold shout: "This gentleman, you have been arrested."

Lin He turned his head and saw that behind him, Chu Yue was wearing a tight-fitting uniform and a standard hat, looking at herself with a serious face.

On the chest, two chubby rabbits seemed to be protesting with themselves, holding the buttons tight.

Most importantly, in her hands, she was still holding a pair of shiny handcuffs.

"Sister Chu, you..."

Lin He stared at Chu Yue dumbfounded.

"This gentleman, please cooperate with my work." Chu Yue's eyes lit up again and again.

Lin He thought for a while, and then showed his wrist with great cooperation.

click...

Without any hesitation, Chu Yue put the handcuffs on Lin He's wrist, then pulled the handcuffs and walked towards the bed.

Tonight... a violent storm.

On the second day, Lin He stepped out against the wall.

After going to work, Lin He's right hand has been supporting the position of his waist and eye, constantly rubbing it back and forth.

Alas... Last night, I tried too hard.

At this moment, he was thinking about whether he wanted to go out and buy two catties of wolfberry to make up for it.

dong dong dong...

There was a knock on the door, and as Yan Yilan walked into the house, behind her, there were a dozen men and women of all colors with sad faces.

Seeing this situation, Lin He knew that this was a job.

Before Yan Yilan's introduction, Lin He asked directly, "Everyone, is there any problem?"

A middle-aged man took two steps forward, stared at Lin He's face for a long time, and then asked, "Are you lawyer Zhang San?"

Lin He nodded, acquiescing to the other party's statement.

"Lawyer Zhang San, we are all owners of Guanlan City, just the newly developed building in Xicheng District a few years ago."

Mission Hills City?

Lin He has some impressions of this real estate. When he bought the house, he searched a lot of information on the Internet.

Probably because of the big data leak, many people from the sales department called themselves to sell real estate in those days.

Lin He vaguely remembered that some of them were selling the Guanlan City real estate to him.

"Why, with so many of you coming together, is there something wrong?" Lin He asked with a frown.

"Alas!" The middle-aged man at the head said with a long sigh, "It's already become an unfinished building, and we are all bitter masters."

"Now that construction has been suspended for more than a year, we, the owner's representatives, have negotiated with the developer several times."

"But every time they shirk the blame, there is no sign of resuming work for so long."

"Also, the bank has to urge us to repay the mortgage every month."

"Now we are all under a lot of pressure, so I want to come here to consult lawyer Zhang, do you have any good way to help us owners."

The middle-aged man's name is Bao Xinjue, and he originally planned to buy the house in Guanlan City for his son's marriage.

Now even the son has a son, but the house in Guanlan City is still far away.

Not only that, but also pay more than 6,000 mortgages every month.

This made Bao Xinjue think of this, and couldn't help but get angry.

"That's it!"

Lin He spread his hands and said with an embarrassed look: "I understand your feelings very well, but you also know that I'm just a lawyer."

"The problem of urging developers to resume work, you should go to the municipal department."

"I'm really helpless here."

Damn, fortunately, I didn't choose Guanlan City at the beginning, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have a headache with Bao Xinjue and the others now.

Although Lin He knew that it was a bit inauthentic to think this way, at this moment, he still had a feeling of the rest of his life in his heart.

There is no way, now that the overall economy is declining, and interest rates are beginning to be cut, so it is conceivable what kind of situation the real estate is facing.

Maybe when the economy is good, the above will take the lead, find new funds, inject unfinished real estate, and revitalize the entire project.

But now... the new house can't be sold, who would dare to throw real money into the real estate.

The most hateful thing is that the unfinished house is entirely the responsibility of the developers and banks.

Now there is a problem, but it is the owner who has to carry the cauldron.

First of all, the initial down payment has already emptied the wallets of several families, and some people have repaid some mortgages, but the result is that in the face of an unfinished building with no signs of resumption of work, the owners have to continue to repay the loan .

not return?

I'm sorry, but there are so many ways to get credit, get blacklisted, and there is always one that makes you avoid the rat.

Pay it back, this money is almost like a waste of money, no, it's good enough to have a blister. If you take the money to pay off a loan in an unfinished building, you may not even see a blister.

And there are thousands of mansions, sheltering all the cold people in the world!

More than a thousand years later, one of the poems written by Shi Sheng still sounds deafening.

"No, Lawyer Zhang, you are the best lawyer in our Long Country, can't you do anything about it?"

Bao Xinjue looked at Lin He and asked with a look of hope.

"What can I do?" Lin He smiled bitterly: "There is no law in our country that says that lawyers have the right to order developers to resume work immediately!"

"Brother, I think, you still have to find the municipal government on this matter, and then the three parties will sit down and communicate with each other."

"Maybe this problem can be solved. I really have no way to solve the problem of unfinished buildings here."