In the eyes of these two migrant workers, the security guard and Zhang Yanming are just two big villains. Rich people bully the poor and honest. Is it easy for them to dig a hole for dozens of dollars?

"Who asked you to dig it out? Call him and ask him to come." Zhang Yanming didn't speak out about this, and just stood there watching, the security guard and two migrant workers were talking.

"If they don't come, you won't be able to dig this pit. Do you understand? You still have to pay for it. Did you do this? Do you know this is a private thing? I don't have to pay for it if I smash your pot?"

"Why are you smashing my pot?"

"Then why should you dig other people's land?"

"Don't ask us to come, you go find them."

"Then others also asked me to smash your glass, okay? Can you make some sense?"

"Who is unreasonable? We are doing well and you are the ones. Don't you just want us to make this money? Isn't it just because you have how much money? Why?"

Zhang Yanming couldn't make it clear when he saw this place. The people who walked back and forth began to stop and watch the fun, and he was a little upset.

He took a few steps back and took out his cell phone and called the police directly.

The police flew in. Really, there was no difference between them and Fei. Zhang Yanming called the police personally, and the director almost fell to death.

Zhang Yanming did not call the police, but thought it was troublesome, but called the police station director's cell phone directly.

This guy answered the phone and ran to this side. It was probably the fastest run in his life. It was definitely not more than two minutes from the six hundred meters and he was definitely about to take off.

"Take a breath, I blame me for not explaining it clearly." Zhang Yanming was startled and quickly helped him to pat him on the back. It was really difficult for him to run so fast with his belly.

"What, what, what, what?"

The policeman who followed him arrived, gasping for breath.

Zhang Yanming helped the director and said to the police: "This place has been a private land since the pedestrian road. The two guys don't know what they do, so they came to dig holes and couldn't explain it clearly to them. Please ask me."

When they heard that it was this, everyone was relieved from the beginning of the director's life. The director's legs were weak and almost tripped there. Fortunately, Zhang Yanming helped him.

"Go, ask." The director opened his mouth and gasped for a few times, and ordered the police to go over to work. He leaned against the low wall beside the road and wiped sweat: "Mr. Zhang, huh. It's so scary. You almost scared me to death. huh."

"I was not considerate, I was really sorry. The main reason was that they couldn't explain it clearly and were a little angry. Whose job is this? "

The director turned his head and looked: "I don't know. There are only a few communications companies, as well as gas and tap water, all are possible. There are road administration. I feel that this is a bit like road administration."

The director gestured: "Other units usually go in the middle of the sidewalk or next to the sidewalk. This is all digging into the middle. It should not be repaired, but something should be buried."

Zhang Yanming asked a security guard to get a few bottles of water and stood there with the director waiting for the police to ask for information.

It is really a road administration, but it is just a traffic management and road administration department, responsible for installing and maintaining traffic safety and management facilities such as traffic lights.

The director didn't use Zhang Yanming's words, so he took out the phone and dialed it. He called three or four times before he found the supervisor. It turned out that he wanted to change the traffic light here, and digging holes was to bury the base and erect the columns.

"You change this thing, no matter whose place belongs to? The place is private, and two migrant workers come here and they can't explain it clearly.

Besides, come and see if the traffic light shouldn't be on the side of the run? Where is the pit? It's at least two or three meters away from the roadside."

The director took the phone and walked around while talking. Zhang Yanming looked at it and shook his head. He wanted to say something to the other person and be afraid that he would listen.

"I said, this matter has nothing to do with your police station, right? It's useless if he calls the police. We will install it according to law. Please persuade me. No one can stop this. Please scare me a few words to help."

There are acquaintances of the director in the traffic management and road management side. Everyone is from the same branch and they are somewhat sympathetic.

"You can scare yourself, I dare not. I almost scared me to death just now. Haven't you figured out where it is? You dug up the door of someone's house in Desheng Street Old Courtyard."

"Damn... I'll come over right away, thank you." After hanging up the phone, the director walked back to Zhang Yanming: "Come here to deal with it right away. In fact, there is nothing to do, it's not easy."

Zhang Yanming nodded and pointed to the original old traffic light: "I don't understand why I need to change it, I can't control this. But can't I install it on the roadside like that? Look where this digging comes from?"

There is a small empty space outside the corner door on this street. One wall is equipped with various water, electricity and gas meters in the old yard. When the hollow dam was rebuilt, it was built into a parking space, which can park four cars, which is very convenient.

If the traffic lights are set up according to the locations dug by these two buddies, the place will be ruined and a car will have to be parked tilted. Is this considered a disaster?

Whose traffic lights are three or four meters away from the road? Is this a test of the strength of the arm span or the toughness of the main pole?

The director must know some of the reasons, but he can't say it, he can only laugh with him.

How to say traffic lights? Normally, there will be no problem with using them for a hundred or ten years, but how can it be really used for a hundred or ten years? Don’t compare them with foreign countries, we have our own national conditions.

Do manufacturers not make money? Do distribution not make money? Do you drink the northwest wind from the procurement chain and installation chain? You are pointing at these 18 million yuan a year.

Hello, I'm fine, what are you concerned about?

Not to mention, it is for the sake of the physical and mental health of the general public to continuously develop and upgrade, and work hard.

For this, you can see how many tricks you can play with such a simple three lights. Can’t you see it? The designers sometimes can’t understand it.

I just don’t know why no one studies how to avoid traffic jams. You should know that 90% of the traffic jams in China are man-made, and they are inseparable from the design of traffic lights at intersections.

Don’t mention building overpasses to build underground passages. If you don’t know, don’t talk nonsense. That thing is so transparent, don’t know?

After chatting with the director for more than ten minutes, the traffic management and road management personnel in charge of this project came over, parked the car steadily on the side of the road, came down to tidy up the clothes, and then 'jogged all the way' to Zhang Yanming.

Don’t care about the details, this is a matter of attitude. We have always been serious about pretending.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing you, it's because we haven't done our job well."

Zhang Yanming pointed to the broken floor tiles and the pit: "Do you have no drawings to install this thing? There are no construction standards?"

"I'm really sorry, we promise to restore this place to you and it will never happen again in the future."

Of course there are drawings, but how do you say that? It’s just for archives. Who really reads it? This is an amateur asking this question.

"It's mainly to catch up with the progress, and it's about to check it out soon. And for the sake of traffic order, there is no way to remove it first and then install it again. You can only install it first, and then remove the original old equipment by turning on the new light. Please understand it."

"I definitely understand the serious matter," Zhang Yanming looked at the traffic light on his head: "Can you tell me? What advanced changes have been made between this new light and this old light?"

"Uh..." The two road officials looked at each other, and the older one wiped their chins: "The new light must have been greatly upgraded.

The main thing is that, the brighter is greater, the display is clearer, and the direction is changed to arrows to make the driver see more clearly."

Zhang Yanming glanced at this eloquent guy and admired him a little.

"What is the purpose of installing it so far away from the road?"

"We don't know much about this, so we have to ask them, don't worry, I will definitely not, let's adjust immediately." The guy pointed to the two migrant workers.

This is right. They don’t know why these two migrant workers dig so far into the pit. Although there is no specific regulation for this thing, it is impossible to delay it by four or five meters.

This is really the matter between these two people.
Chapter completed!