"Forced demolition?"
The crowd instantly erupted.
Zhong Aimin said, "Alright, everyone go back for now. This situation won't be solved by rushing. Go home, get a good night's sleep, and gather your spirits to face what's coming."
After persuading the crowd to leave, Zhong Aimin returned to his room.
He opened his wardrobe and took out a well-preserved military uniform, putting it on.
Then he took out a metal box.
Inside the box were various military medals.
He stood in front of the mirror, looking at his own reflection, with his head full of silver hair and his back slightly bent.
He took out the military medals, pinning them neatly on his uniform one by one.
...
Song Guanchao received a call from Lu Feng; the railway workers' dormitory had its water and electricity cut off.
"Keep an eye on it, be sure to record the entire process."
"Understood."
Song Guanchao couldn't sleep either.
As expected, Da Yuan Real Estate was going to forcibly demolish tomorrow.
