Siheyuan Shangpeng

Before Liu Haizhong could continue to knock on his big teacup, Director Wang spoke up: "Everyone, be quiet and listen to me."

Everyone still gave Director Wang face and gradually quieted down. Director Wang nodded, sat back in his seat, and said to everyone: "Does anyone have any opinions on the suggestion Comrade Liu Haizhong just made? If you don't have any objections, let's do it this way. Next, we..."

"Wait! Director Wang, you really have such great official power. You said you can give away my house and it will be given away? Is this how you are supposed to manage the masses? You are harvesting the private property of the masses. Everyone is here and there. I just want to say one thing. If Director Wang dares to take my house today, she will dare to take yours tomorrow. You better think it over before you speak!" He Daqing, who had been silent, stood up and interrupted Director Wang.

Director Wang was so angry that she was shaking, she knew that this visit would not have any good results, but she had no choice. If she came, she might succeed, but if she didn't come, she would really be sidelined and might even implicate her family, so she had to come. However, she didn't expect that the two Shang brothers were actually here, and they didn't give her any face at all. She noticed it when she came, and the two brothers didn't even stand up to greet her. Let's forget about the two brothers, after all, they are capable people, but who the hell are you, He Daqing, you just sat there as steadily as the two brothers.

Moreover, He Daqing dared to interrupt her speech directly. She heard that He Daqing was going to be a small leader in some factory, and she was a director-level cadre in a government department. What right did he, a stinky cook, have to interrupt her?

Director Wang never thought that she was the one who was looking for trouble, and that was why the other party fought back. She just thought that He Daqing had no position to talk to her. She thought that there was no good result, and she was afraid that He Daqing would go to the higher-ups after today, and at that time, she would have her leader to back her up, and at most she would be punished. Anyway, she couldn't get promoted, so she might as well do a good job for the higher-ups, and her husband at home could still get promoted, so she would just pave the way for him. However, she didn't expect that He Daqing would give up before she could make any progress. It can only be said that Director Wang has been out of touch with the masses for too long since she was appointed as the director of the street office, and she thought that everyone in her street had to listen to her, especially those who had no one at home.

Liu Haizhong was smart this time. He suddenly said to He Daqing, "What do you mean by reaping? He Daqing, you are too selfish. Look at how tight the housing market is in Beijing right now. This is called capital...capital...support for reuse. You can't live in the house over there while the house over here is empty!"

He Daqing stood up this time, without even looking at Liu Haizhong, he stared at Director Wang and said, "Liu Haizhong, why are you acting so high and mighty here? That's called resource recycling, you can't even speak clearly, and you're still being treated like a dog? Be careful or you'll die with others without knowing how you died.

Besides, who said my house is empty? My son is living here now, why did I move out? It's because Zhuzi is studying cooking far away from here and renting a house outside. Now that he's married and working, isn't it natural for him to come back and live here? What's wrong with me moving out if the house is not big enough? You're already thinking about my house before I even leave? This is a country of rabbits. If you don't know, you might think it's the time when I was bald!"

As soon as the word "bald man" came out, the whole compound fell silent. With this big hat put on them, not only Director Wang, but even the leaders above her didn't dare to accept it.

Director Wang saw that the situation was hopeless and had to change his strategy. He stood up and said, "Master He, this is the fault of the Street Office. I didn't know what happened to your family. I always thought that He Yuzhu had a house outside and would not move back. You moved out again, and it's not good for the house to be empty. I wanted to rent it out to you. Since you have arranged everything, let's just let it go. After all, the Street Office is also thinking about you.

Let's talk about the second thing. I heard that you have a quota for regular jobs? You see, there are still many unemployed young people in our street office. I know that there are several unemployed people in your courtyard, such as the eldest brother of the Yan family in the front courtyard, the Chen and Zhu families in the middle courtyard, and the Zhang family in the back courtyard. How about you allocate some of your quota to the street office? This will not only ease the employment pressure of the young people in the street office, but also make a good reputation for yourself! "

"Haha... Director Wang, you are really good at talking. You just talk nonsense and then you turn robbing a house into thinking for me. I would like to ask, is the street office you are talking about your street office or the street office established in our street?

Don't talk yet, wait until I finish speaking, otherwise you will have to waste more time talking.

No matter where you heard that I have a job quota, isn't that nonsense? How can I have a job quota? Don't you know that job quotas are allocated uniformly? You asked me for a job quota, but I'm not a capitalist. How can I get a job quota for you?

Besides, shouldn't the employment pressure of street youth be the responsibility of the street office? What do you think of asking a stinky cook like me to help? Can I think that the street office from top to bottom is not as good as a stinky cook like me? Huh? "He Daqing was not polite and directly poked Director Wang's lungs.

Director Wang was so angry that he pointed at He Daqing. He was speechless for a long time. At this time, Liu Haizhong jumped out and pointed at He Daqing and said, "He Daqing, how can you talk to your superiors like that? You just do whatever you are told to do. Director Wang, as the director of the street office, doesn't he know more than you? Look how angry you made Director Wang. If it were me, you would have too much to pay. You should just solve the problem of unemployed youth in our hospital. Ah... It hurts! Let go! Let go!"

He Daqing saw Liu Haizhong jumping out to annoy him again and pointing at him. He took a step forward and grabbed Liu Haizhong's fingers and forced them upwards. Liu Haizhong was in so much pain that he couldn't speak anymore and kept shouting in pain!

He Daqing said, "Fatty Liu, you are pointing your finger at me. I am going to break your finger. Do you hear me?" After saying that, he saw Liu Haizhong nodding continuously, so he let go of Liu Haizhong's finger.

Liu Haizhong jumped in pain, and nodded his head when he heard He Daqing's words. When He Daqing let go of his hand and was about to say something, Director Wang slammed the table and stood up and shouted at He Daqing: "He Daqing, how could you hurt someone? Do you still have me, the director of the street office, in your eyes? I tell you that you have to do what I told you today, whether you want to or not! This is the instruction of the leaders above, you will suffer the consequences!"

"Oh? How come I didn't know that the street office has such great power? Dividing private properties, threatening others to give you a job quota, and it was instructed by the leaders above? Come and tell me which leader gave the instructions?" At this time, a voice was heard from He Daqing's house.