The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Huang Ling and Song Ying hurried back to the alley and saw the bright red wedding character before they reached home.

It turned out that Huang Ling's house was decorated with red, with wedding characters pasted on the door and windows, and a group of people were moving furniture in.

Huang Ling didn't care about anything else and ran over to take a look. She found Wu Shanshan standing at the door, directing people to move furniture.

"Please be careful when moving. These are newly made furniture." Wu Shanshan didn't see Huang Ling and was still giving instructions.

"Wu Shanshan." Huang Ling walked over with a dark face and asked Wu Shanshan: "What are you doing?"

Wu Shanshan was startled when she saw Huang Ling, but she quickly calmed down and said calmly: "Auntie Huang, you are back in Suzhou!"

Huang Ling pointed at the furniture and asked, "Why did you move the furniture to my house?"

Wu Shanshan smiled and said, "Auntie Huang, don't you know? This house has been taken back by the cotton mill!"

Huang Ling said coldly: "What does that have to do with you!?"

Wu Shanshan explained: "My husband is Liu Jian, the son of Deputy Director Liu, and this house was allocated to us!"

"Nonsense." Song Ying said angrily: "Deputy Director Liu is abusing his power for personal gain. As far as I know, his son Liu Jian is not even an employee of the cotton mill. Why should he be given a house?"

Wu Shanshan said calmly: "The house was given to my father-in-law, and he used it for our wedding."

Huang Ling narrowed her eyes and said sadly: "Why is it my house?"

Wu Shanshan's heart trembled slightly when she saw Huang Ling's eyes, but she still said: "Aunt Huang, you left the cotton mill a long time ago. This house has been empty for several years. The factory thought it was a waste to leave it empty, so they reallocated it."

Song Ying said angrily: "Wu Shanshan, you are so ungrateful. You can't do anything to anyone who wants to take Sister Ling's house! Forget how Sister Ling helped you before!"

Wu Shanshan said innocently: "The housing allocation was decided by the cotton mill leaders, I can't do anything about it!"

"Auntie Huang, you have such a big business in Shanghai, and the house you live in is a hundred times more beautiful than here, why do you have to occupy the factory's resources?"

Huang Ling looked at Wu Shanshan in shock. She really didn't expect such words to come out of her mouth.

Song Ying was impatient and immediately became furious: "Wu Shanshan, are you saying that Sister Ling is occupying the toilet without taking a shit?"

Wu Shanshan quickly explained: "Aunt Song, I didn't say that, please don't wrongly accuse me!"

Song Ying stood directly at the door, blocking it and shouting, "No one, don't move. Get out now."

The people who were moving stopped immediately and looked at Wu Shanshan.

Wu Shanshan was not panicked and said to Song Ying: "Aunt Song, I remember you also applied for unpaid leave, and your house has been empty for a long time!"

Song Ying said angrily: "Wu Shanshan, you dare to threaten me, I really didn't see it! You are so brave now, you are worthy of being Zhang A-mei's daughter."

Wu Shanshan said coldly: "Aunt Song, if you want to help Aunt Huang get the house back, you should go to your boss to make trouble. Isn't that how you got this house in the first place?"

Song Ying was so angry that she rolled up her sleeves and wanted to teach Wu Shanshan a lesson, but was stopped by Huang Ling.

"Sister Ling, why are you stopping me? This ungrateful villain needs to be taught a lesson!"

Huang Ling glanced at Wu Shanshan coldly, and then said: "Let's go find the leader first."

Seeing that Huang Ling said so, Song Ying had no choice but to accompany her to find the director of the cotton mill.

But it was not effective to ask the factory manager. The factory manager also said the same thing, that the house was wasted and Huang Ling didn't need it now, so it should be allocated to someone in need. In fact, Huang Ling really didn't need the house now. Her house in Shanghai was big and nice, and it even had a bathroom.

Huang Ling was just very angry that the house was taken away by Deputy Director Liu for nothing.

Especially Wu Shanshan’s attitude made Huang Ling even more sad.

Huang Ling has always treated Wu Shanshan as her half-daughter and has been helping her since she was a child. It was thanks to Huang Ling that Wu Shanshan was able to take the college entrance examination.

But now Wu Shanshan is ungrateful and tramples on Huang Ling's years of hard work just for a house.

This is what Huang Ling really cares about.

"As far as I know, there are regulations on housing distribution in the factory. No matter whether you are an employee or a leader, you can only be allocated one house! Deputy Director Liu should have had a house a long time ago, right?" Huang Ling showed her strong woman side in front of the factory director.

The factory director seemed to have found an excuse and explained: "Huang Ling, you have been away from the factory for many years, so you don't know some things. Deputy Factory Director Liu has indeed been allocated a house, but his eldest son also works in our factory and is eligible for a house."

Song Ying sneered, "That's even more wrong. Didn't the factory cancel the benefits for employees' children a long time ago? How did Deputy Director Liu's eldest son get into the factory? And he has only been in the factory for a few years, so it's not his turn to get a house!"

Huang Ling continued: "The allocation of housing is a big deal. I remember when I was in the factory, the secretary always emphasized fairness and justice, and he himself was allocated a small apartment.

It is unreasonable for Deputy Director Liu's family to be given two houses! You can't let down the old employees!"

The factory director wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't expect Huang Ling and Song Ying to be so difficult to deal with.

Huang Ling continued, "I remember that when I was suspended from work with pay, I agreed with you to keep the house. Could it be that you are so busy that you forgot about it so quickly?"

The factory director sighed and said, "Huang Ling, let me tell you the truth! I have heard many complaints from employees about your house.

You said you live in a two-story building in Shanghai, so why do you have to compete with the factory workers for housing? Huang Ling, you don’t need a house now.”

Huang Ling narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Director, who told you that I moved into the small building on the second floor? Was it Wu Shanshan?"

The factory manager's eyes flickered, and he said perfunctorily: "I also heard it from others, but I see that one of your clothes is more expensive than my annual salary now, so you should not be short of this little money!"

Huang Ling knew that only Song Ying and Wu Shanshan had been to the old western-style building in the factory. Song Ying was not a big mouth, so she naturally would not tell anyone. The factory director could only have known it from Wu Shanshan.

"I don't lack a house, but that doesn't mean I want my house to be taken away by someone else for nothing," Huang Ling said.
"Besides, I applied for unpaid leave and never left the factory. Director, what right do you have to take my house away?"

Song Ying said sarcastically, "Director, if employees apply for unpaid leave, their houses will be taken away. Then are you going to take my house away too? I need to talk to everyone about this. Who will dare to apply for unpaid leave in the future?"

The factory director wiped the cold sweat off his forehead again.

Huang Ling and Song Ying stayed in the factory director's office for a long time, and finally even Deputy Director Liu came out in person to negotiate with Huang Ling.

"If you feel that you are at a disadvantage, I can give you some money." Deputy Director Liu said: "My son is getting married in a few days. You can't let my son get married without a house!"

Huang Ling said disdainfully: "What does your son's marriage have to do with me? Deputy Director Liu, if you dare to say there is no trick in the housing allocation, I can go to the secretary to judge the matter."

Deputy Factory Director Liu compromised and said, "Huang Ling, name your price! Can't I buy the house?"

Song Ying sneered: "Deputy Director Liu, you are so arrogant. Buying a house? How much is your annual salary?

I remember that your eldest son got married less than two years ago, and you spent a lot of money at that time! Where did you get the money to buy a house now? Do you have other ways to make money? "

"Hiss..." Deputy Director Liu also broke out in a cold sweat. (End of this chapter)