Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

The person who spoke was none other than Ye Fan, who was as handsome as all the readers.

Director Wang stared at Ye Fan, her eyebrows knitted together tightly, as if they could pinch a fly to death. At this moment, her heart was shrouded in dark clouds, because she could never have imagined that her name would appear on those strange dolls of the deaf old lady. No matter who this happened to, it would be difficult to maintain a happy mood.

Director Wang stared at Ye Fan sharply, and said with a slightly impatient tone: "Ye Fan, if it's not a particularly urgent matter, let's talk about it later! There are too many things waiting for me to deal with today, and I have to deal with other comrades in the street office together."

When Ye Fan heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and he responded softly: "Director Wang, please don't worry. The public security comrades have already taken the deaf old lady away. What you need to do next is nothing more than waiting for the result of the treatment of the deaf old lady. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any other troubles, right?"

After listening to Ye Fan's words, Director Wang's expression remained unchanged. He just nodded lightly to show his agreement, and then asked, "Okay then! How about we chat in your room?"

Ye Fan looked at Director Wang, thought for a moment, and replied with a smile: "Director Wang, why don't you call all the comrades from our street office over here! I happen to have some high-quality tea here, and I can bring it out for everyone to taste."

Director Wang glanced at Ye Fan, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, but soon regained his composure, and nodded in agreement. In this way, Director Wang led the others and followed Ye Fan into his room.

Ye Fan didn’t have any good tea. It was just the bag of tea in his luggage when he first came to the Siheyuan.

After Ye Fan made a cup of tea for Director Wang and others, Director Wang looked at the cup in his hand, smelled it, and thought to himself, what kind of good tea is this.

Not only Director Wang thought so, but other people in the street office also thought so.

Ye Fan smiled and looked at Director Wang and said, "Director Wang, did you know that Qin Huairu married my cousin?"

After hearing what Ye Fan said, Director Wang frowned and didn't understand why Ye Fan asked them to come to his room and talked about Qin Huairu?

However, Director Wang nodded and said, "Well, how could I not know that all the changes in the household registration of people in our street are handled by our street office.

But, does Qin Huairu marrying your cousin have anything to do with what you called me to talk about today? "

Ye Fan looked at Director Wang and nodded affirmatively, saying: "My cousin has been running around outside, so he has no fixed place to live.

This time I married Qin Huairu and wanted to set up a family, but Director Wang, you know that I just got back from the military and don’t have any connections, so I want to give them the house I live in now.”

After hearing what Ye Fan said, Director Wang showed a look of disbelief on his face, thinking to himself: "You, Ye Fan, how can you not have any connections? You are really lying with your eyes open, saying that if you want to buy a quadrangle, then buy a quadrangle!" If someone like Ye Fan is not considered to have connections, then what is considered to have connections? Besides, if you really want to give away the house, wouldn't it be appropriate to just give the current residence to your cousin and Qin Huairu, and then move to the newly purchased quadrangle by yourself?

Although Director Wang had many thoughts in her mind, she knew that some things should not be said. So, she just stared at Ye Fan and asked, "Ye Fan, it is reasonable for you to give the house to your cousin. But why did you come to me to talk about this?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan raised his lips slightly, showing a faint smile, and responded slowly: "Director Wang, you see, at least I am now a section chief of the steel mill. I will not care about the house you allocated to me before. Since I have decided to give this house to my cousin this time, I wonder if you can allocate the house of the deaf old lady to me? What do you think?"

Director Wang was so angry after hearing what Ye Fan said that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry! Ye Fan, it's fine that he didn't live in the courtyard, but he chose to stay here. Now he even shamelessly came to him to ask for the house. What's even more outrageous is that the deaf old lady was just taken away by the public security organs, and he, Ye Fan, came to ask for the property right after. How can you do things like this in the world?

Director Wang stared at Ye Fan with a joking look on his face, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ye Fan, you should know very well in your heart that the housing supply is very tight now! Many demobilized personnel are being arranged one after another, so, I really can't give you the house of the deaf old lady."

After listening to Director Wang's speech, Ye Fan just chuckled lightly and responded: "Director Wang, don't forget that Qin Huairu is now a formal employee of the purchasing department of our steel rolling mill. Logically speaking, her housing problem should also be solved by you, Director Wang. If you don't agree to my suggestion now... hehe, then I will have to transfer this house to my cousin and Qin Huairu, and then submit a housing application to the factory. By then, if Director Wang can't find a residence that satisfies me, I'm afraid my wife Han Yuying won't be as easy to get along with as me." After saying that, Ye Fan still had that faint smile on his face, as if he was confident and sure of victory.

After hearing Ye Fan's words, Director Wang was so angry that his face turned blue, but he couldn't help but sneered. He widened his eyes and scolded Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, Ye Fan, you have already bought your own house, why are you still greedy and want our street office to allocate you another one? Now our country is in a difficult period and faces countless severe tests and challenges. As a state cadre, shouldn't you consciously share the pressure and reduce the burden for the country?"

When Ye Fan heard this, the smile on his face gradually froze until it completely disappeared. He stared at Director Wang and responded in a serious tone: "Director Wang, please understand one thing first. The property I bought is my private property. It has nothing to do with other things.

Moreover, regarding the housing allocation after my transfer, this is the right I deserve. When I transferred to the steel mill, you, Director Wang, only allocated me such a simple house, and I didn't care too much about it. But now, I just made a normal and reasonable request. I really don't understand what you, Director Wang, mean? Do you think that I, Ye Fan, am still young and easy to bully, and you can treat me casually?

Besides, you always mention the country as an issue. If you, Director Wang, are really so noble and righteous, you might as well give up the house you currently live in and leave it to those retired combatants who have returned from the battlefield and are in urgent need of settling down and starting a career!

Also, morality is for yourself, not for others. That's all I have to say. If Director Wang doesn't agree, you have to go to the cadre building for me tomorrow!"