Aoba Office

Chen Xiaoqiu's inference is so reasonable that I have to believe it.

This made me even more nervous.

We really have no good solution and can only leave it to fate for the time being.

In the afternoon, we visited a resettlement housing complex in the southern suburbs.

The community is named directly after the road name, which is easy to remember. Like the demolition area, it is divided into several communities such as one village, two villages, and three villages. During the allocation, the houses were not allocated as they were, but the property owners chose the houses, so the houses allocated to the households in the entire Sixth Workers and Peasants Village were broken up.

The only ones here today are me, the fat guy, and the thin guy. Jiang You and other teams have not completed all the signing work yet and are busy with those things. As staff members of the demolition office, we can also be considered as representatives of the entire demolition office. We are here to take a look at the situation.

We had contacted by phone before, and after finding the street office and property management here, we were led around for a while to see the situation in the community.

Supporting facilities have been built, but no businesses have settled in yet. The entire southern suburbs are very deserted.

"...We are already talking about it, and several companies have signed contracts. However, we need to decorate, adjust goods, and arrange personnel...and the houses here are basically empty now, and the 11th Village over there is still under construction, and workers There are quite a lot of construction vehicles. However, all the work you have done there will be done by the middle of next year or the end of the year at the latest by the time people move here.”

The person in charge of the sub-district office here is a somewhat bald, middle-aged, stout man named Fu Ying. When he was young, he was probably a handsome guy. Now my body is deformed, but my face still looks thick with thick eyebrows and big eyes, which is very contagious.

I said: "It would be best if everything can be done. There are many elderly residents who are demolished. They also want to live in a new home and move here. It will be convenient for them if the supporting facilities are complete. Otherwise, they will rent a house, or They are not used to living with their children.”

"The supporting facilities must be in place. The plan from the beginning was to build a mature community, and your demolition office also knows this."

"Yes. The planning is very good. We have seen the real thing here, and we have an explanation for them when we go back, which can make them feel at ease. They are also old and it is not convenient for them to run around."

"It's still your hard work. We didn't expect that the contract for community demolition would be completed so soon. You have done a good job."

"The main thing is that they are cooperative, they are easy to talk to, and they all want to live in a new home. There are still many inconveniences in the old house."

"That's right. We have all built new buildings here, and there are no problems with pipelines, parking, and transportation. If you make progress quickly, I will also urge you, and the surrounding facilities will be connected... Will you still have to go to the district government in the future? go?"

"It's about three o'clock." I replied.

After saying such polite words, the trip here is almost complete.

The sub-district office and the community property management department can only do a communication job at most. Their communication with the district government is not as efficient as our own communication with the demolition office.

"There should be residents who want to move here next year. They may need to renovate. Then I will bother you."

This is the job that really requires real estate assistance.

"It's no problem to re-decorate. We don't have elaborate decoration here, just some basic things. You can move in right away. If you need to re-decorate, we are also prepared. There are garbage dumps for decoration in every community, and there are also some decoration workers. ...If necessary, we can also introduce it here. There used to be a furniture store over there.”

"Well, it depends on their specific ideas."

After chatting for a while, we took our leave.

After getting in the car, the thin man let out a long breath.

"I'm so tired... I just need to make a phone call." The thin man complained, "Besides, they should have been prepared for this."

"In the words of the old leader, if we pay attention here, they will pay attention to it. When the time comes, hundreds of households will be crowded together to decorate. Without preparation in advance, construction waste will pile up into mountains." I took a sip of water. I also find it troublesome, but I have to admit that this kind of trouble is necessary.

The fat man drove the car and drove quickly on this road where there were basically no people.

"Hey, there's someone there!" The thin man suddenly exclaimed.

I turned my head and saw the woman walking on the sidewalk.

The woman lowered her head, wore ordinary clothes, and walked very slowly. She didn't look like she was rushing, let alone taking a walk.

"Has someone already lived here?"

"You're not lost, are you?"

The fat man and the thin man each say the same thing.

The woman turned a corner, her body seemed to be out of control, and she hit the corner of the wall.

"Hey..." The thin man opened his mouth wide.

"Let's drive over and have a look." I said.

As the car approached, I could see the woman's pale face more clearly.

Her eyes were dull and she looked haggard.

I didn't see Yin Qi, so I pressed down the car window and shouted to her, "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The woman was leaning against the wall, her shoulders brushing against the wall as she passed, as if she was relying on the support of the wall to stand.

There was something really wrong with her appearance.

The fat man and the thin man and I looked at each other.

The fat man stopped the car, and the thin man and I got out of the car and ran over.

"Hey, is it okay?" the thin man asked.

The woman turned a deaf ear and continued to walk slowly, leaning against the wall.

Neither of us dared to touch her casually.

"Maybe he lives here." The thin man looked her up and down.

The woman was not carrying a bag and was wearing flat shoes. She did not look like she was traveling far away.

I called Fu Ying and told him the situation. He asked for the address and said he would come right away.

We didn’t run too far to begin with, but after waiting for less than ten minutes, Fu Ying came over on his bicycle.

"Director Fu." The thin man waved to Fu Ying from afar.

Fu Ying got off the bicycle and came over panting.

"Oh, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Nothing. This is..." I looked at the woman who was still walking numbly.

"Oh... this is a person who rents a house here." Fu Ying lowered his voice, "Her husband died a few years ago, and she..." He pointed at his head.

I originally had such a guess, and now that my guess has been confirmed, I’m not surprised.

"Then..." I looked at the woman.

"It's okay, it's okay. You go ahead and do your work. I'll follow you here. She didn't do anything. She just walked to the phone booth over there and made a call." Fu Ying lowered his voice again, "I heard that her husband She died in the phone booth, maybe she was robbed, or she suddenly got sick while walking... She will go back later. There is a vegetable market over there. Small houses, the former houses have not been demolished yet, and most of them are rented to workers here." Fu Ying pointed in the direction.

The thin man looked over, nodded repeatedly, and responded.

I just kept staring at that woman.

"Phone booth?" I asked Fu Ying.

Fu Ying said "Yeah", "It's an old phone booth. During the city renovation two years ago, it seems that all the newsstands and phone booths in the city were demolished, right? Many districts have been demolished, and there shouldn't be many left... "

I was absent-minded and did not continue to listen. I directly interrupted Fu Ying and said, "Can you come over and have a look?"

Fu Ying was stunned.

The thin man also looked at me.