The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

After get off work in the afternoon.

When I took the bus from Dongzhimenwai Street to Liangmahe, I found that there were no seats left.

The workers and cadres who were off work at the Red Star Factory, those who had received the keys to their new homes, and those who did not have bicycles all crowded at a bus stop waiting for the bus.

Looking around, all you see are gray summer short-sleeved shirts, which stunned the normal passengers on the bus.

Some of the smarter ones would know to slide to the next bus stop, so that they could at least squeeze on the bus. Otherwise, they would just watch bus after bus coming, but the number of people at the bus stop would not decrease at all, but increase instead.

Those who have received their houses want to go and see the new houses, and those who have not received their houses want to go and see what the new houses look like after they are completed.

Although the woodworking workshop in the factory had made models and shown them to those who had raised funds to buy houses, models were just models after all, and were not as intuitive as human eyes.

"Oh my god, you are all from the steel mill. My car has turned around, but you haven't even finished riding it yet. Do you have to go and see it today? If not, you can just walk there. It's not far, only five or six miles away."

The bus driver had already turned around, but when he saw the Dongzhimen bus stop was so crowded with people that it looked like fog, he pushed open the window, rapped on the driver's door, and shouted in a muffled voice across the street.

It's no wonder that he has a bad temper. For every number of people who take the bus there, there will probably be just as many who take the bus back. At night, he might even have to work overtime. The conductor has a very bad temper, and he, who is at the steering wheel, also has a bad temper.

The driver was a smart man. He had heard that the deputy director of the factory was the son-in-law of a leader of the committee.

"Your bus company should add a few more buses, and report to your leaders as soon as possible. I want the ones with big butts~!"

At the bus stop opposite, the employee of the Red Star Factory did not back down at all. He cupped his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted at the drivers across the street.

A big-butt bus is one that has a hinge in the middle. Its only feature is that it is big and can hold more people.

"Why don't you look in the mirror and see how big the butt on your neck is? You want a bigger butt~!"

The company driver rolled up the car window while cursing, took the passengers back to the city, and drove off with his foot on the accelerator. There would definitely be complaints, after all, this short route would require additional cars.

When the large residential quarters were being built, the routes and vehicles had already been planned and were ready to be put into operation by the end of the year. However, this time, the steel mill suddenly handed over the buildings ahead of schedule, and the bus company was caught off guard.

He is so young, he launched a surprise attack, and he has no moral principles.

Li Feng, riding a bicycle, came out of the factory a little late. He went to the research institute to see that people were still working overtime.

Up to now, these Shanghai people are still living in collective dormitories and have not been home for two months. The early handover of the family quarters also means that these people can have a new home in advance. As for whether to bring their family members over, it depends on personal wishes.

This was good news for them, and they were motivated to work overtime, causing Secretary Li to come home a little late.

"Why are you all here? Are you planning to go look at the house?"

Li Feng wanted to avoid seeing it, so he turned and rode towards the family quarters. However, the bus stop was just across the road from the factory gate. As long as he, the factory director, had eyesight, he could see the crowds of gray shirts.

Standing on one leg on the road, Li Feng looked at the crowd. There were many more people there than the number of households whose houses were being delivered. Some family members, perhaps because they had received the news, also rushed over to watch the fun.

"Yes~!"

"Yes~!"

"Yes, Secretary Li, everyone is ready to go and see the new house. Those who have already taken over the house and those who haven't, all came here at once~!"

The person who answered Li Feng was still an officer from the Propaganda Department. Standing next to him was Li Xuewu, who had not changed his clothes yet. With his scarred face, he stood out in the crowd.

Seeing Secretary Li looking at him, the young comrade immediately lowered his head hesitantly.

"I understand everyone's thoughts. It's fine to go and see, but don't cause trouble for the bus company. There are so many passengers who also want to take the bus home. If they are all crowded here, they won't be able to get on the bus!"

Looking at the ordinary passengers mixed in with the gray shirts, Li Feng felt a headache. They seemed to be feeling aggrieved, but there were so many people at the Red Star Factory that he didn't dare to complain.

"The bus attendants should play a leading role as role models. It's only a short walk. In the evening, I will report to the leaders of the bus company and ask them to add more buses. I know everyone is enthusiastic. Let's put this enthusiasm into our legs first~!"

After saying this, they had to leave. Some people left the bus stop and went home first, while others followed Li Feng. He did not ride his bike anymore, but pushed it and walked with everyone.

"How is the work in the workshop lately? Is it hot in the workshop?"

Even if it was fake, at least Li Feng could pretend to be so and follow the employees. This was a rare opportunity for him to calm down and listen to everyone's voices.

"It's much better than last year. The workshop is not so hot anymore. Secretary Li, that spinning ball on the top of the workshop works great!" The bolder workers were more willing to walk closer to Secretary Li, while the less timid ones walked more slowly on purpose, keeping a distance between them and listening to Secretary Li chatting with others.

"Last year, something went wrong in the workshop. Everyone knows that when faced with a problem, you should never resist it. Tell me the problem and I, as the factory manager, will solve it for you. That's responsible!"

It took about forty minutes to wait for the group to arrive at the Red Star Bridge.

I took forty minutes to chat with grassroots employees about the current situation in the factory. At present, the situation is still relatively optimistic.

The employees' minds are basically still focused on their families, houses, food, and monthly wages. Some people can't understand why they want to switch to military industry, so Li Feng took the opportunity to explain this.

Because there were no leaders on the scene, as they had already ridden away on their bicycles, and without their direct supervisors present, many people had no scruples and dared to speak the truth.

At this critical time, Li Feng really wants to hear the truth. Whether he can continue to shine in this position at this time next year depends on whether the current employees are satisfied with him as the factory director.

When he stood on the bridge, saw the six-story building that had already been erected in the community, and heard everyone's exclamations, Li Feng felt that he had the answer to this test paper.

The Liangma River was sparkling, and pedestrians were coming and going on the Hongxing Bridge. From time to time, a bus passed by with black smoke emitting.

This is life, a life that gets better little by little. The earthen walls and green tiles of Anjiazhuang in the past have now been buried under these buildings.

There was no house handover ceremony, no red carpet, and no owners gathering at the door, making a fuss about the gate and making us lose face.

The employees who were walking over undoubtedly quickened their pace and looked impatient.

Only cadres can live in this kind of building now, but under the leadership of Secretary Li, everyone raised funds to build houses, which led to the current largest family quarters in Dongcheng.

"Go and have a look. I know you can't help it and want to see it. I want to see it too, but I have to go to the project department~!"

Li Feng waved his hand and gave a command, and the anxious employees all started to jog. These were the ones who got the keys, while some who didn't get the keys walked around and looked around.

After all, there are six households per elevator. Except for the side units, the area of ​​the middle units is 45 square meters. The living room and bedroom are the same width, and there is no common area.

With this type of house, if slightly modified, the living room in the middle can be converted into a small room. Whether it is a couple or a family, at least it will be much more comfortable than living in a slum.

The gate is rather crude, just an iron fence. It's a steel factory, so the materials used are quite solid, but the shape is the common shape of the gates of large compounds of that era.

If the property owners look at this situation more than 50 years later, they will inevitably come to defend their rights. What is the quality of the LeSe property? Which developer cut corners?

However, the employees were very happy to see this, as from now on, they could say that they lived in the compound as if it were their own home.

Li Feng, who was pushing his bicycle, looked at the greenery downstairs. To be precise, he didn't know where the saplings were dug from, and he couldn't recognize what kind of trees they were, but he was looking at them with great interest.

It can be said that in every building where the houses have been delivered, there are people watching every household. Through the north corridor, you can see that the doors are all open.

After visiting the project department which had already moved, Li Feng not only saw people from the factory, but also people from the street.

"Hello, Secretary Li, I am...!"

"I remember you, Du Fei, right? You work at the Dongsi Subdistrict Office~!"

Li Feng had a deep impression of the young man in front of him. When the villagers of Anjiazhuang moved to the city, they had unpleasant disputes with the villagers of Maidian Village and they were against each other. It was this young man in front of him who stood up.

"We have a lot of people living here, so we'll move some of them in first. After two months, the people from their community committee will also have to move in. By then, they'll work next door~!"

The one-armed hero Lao Ge has already communicated with the street staff. As the house was handed over in a hurry, the street side also sent people to understand the situation.

"This Director Du Fei has been sent here by the Street Office. He will be the director of our Hongxing Neighborhood Committee in the future and will be mainly responsible for managing this area~!"

After explaining the situation clearly, Li Feng and Du Fei shook hands. It was obvious at that time that the young man was a man of courage.

Li Feng was quite satisfied that he could win the first place and be assigned to this neighborhood committee. He was a young man with high energy and enthusiasm.

"Okay, no problem, Manager Ge, you guys just need to coordinate when the time comes. Director Du, from now on, the factory employees and their families will have to trouble you~!"

"Secretary Li, to be honest, I am just a lone commander now, and our neighborhood committee is still short of staff. But I am considering that after all, all the people living here are employees of the steel mill. If I want to get started as soon as possible in the future, I still have to borrow some people from the steel mill to increase my understanding~!"

Du Fei was more reserved. He rubbed his hands and made a small request, saying that he was borrowing it, but he definitely had no intention of returning it~! (End of this chapter)