As soon as Song Guanchao threatened to call the police, the residents facing demolition started to get restless.
"We're not causing trouble; we just heard that the city has run out of money and won't give us the relocation funds."
The speaker was the same middle-aged man from earlier.
Song Guanchao retorted, "Who did you hear that from?"
The middle-aged man's face flushed red, and after hesitating for a long time, he replied, "It's just what other people are saying; we've all heard it."
"Yes, we've all heard it!"
Song Guanchao said, "You don't believe the black-and-white contract, but you believe a few unfounded rumors?"
"If you don't receive the money by the 27th and you come for it, the city is at fault. Whether you choose to hold banners or file a lawsuit, that's understandable."
"But coming for the money before the due date—do you think that makes sense?"
