The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

I watched Qin Huairu and a male comrade I didn't know talking and laughing as they left the maintenance department.

Hiding in the furtive bangs of the office building, he retracted his head and subconsciously curled his lips.

"Which man is this widow hooking up with again? Is he from the security department?"

Scratching his chin, Lao Liu couldn't guess. What the man was wearing was definitely a security uniform. Guang Qi had one set at home and another set in the office.

The situation was already a little confusing. Qin Huairu and Cui Dake were already married, and they had already raised money to buy a house, so how come this man suddenly appeared?

After watching the two people's backs as they walked away, Lao Liu scratched his sparse hair and said, "I don't recognize them. If I don't recognize them, I can go back and ask Guangqi and then I'll recognize them."

To be honest, Liu Haizhong doesn't bother to care about the widow's chaotic private life.

However, if the staff of the security department do not have a decent conduct and do these messy things in private, I still have to remind them. As the son of the section chief, I want to avoid being implicated.

Standing downstairs, watching the workers and cadres coming in and out of the maintenance department, Lao Liu put his hands behind his back and nodded to everyone he knew, whether he knew them or not, as a way of saying hello.

Things are different now. He is the section chief's father. Although he is not a cadre, he is a seventh-level worker and a member of the housing committee. In addition, with the halo of his section chief father, he is still well-known in the workshops.

"Give me one first. When the old house is vacated, I'll use the key of the old house to exchange it~!"

Through the open window of the maintenance department, he could hear the staff inside repeating themselves, and Old Liu shook his head.

Guangqi is still living in his own house now, so he doesn't have to vacate his old house. He got the three keys yesterday. In a blink of an eye, the eldest son who has started a family will have to move out.

The child has grown up and his wings are stronger than his father's. He can fly on his own. Although he has not mentioned dividing the family, the family has already started to be divided since the moment he got the key to the new house.

In front of the military mirror on the first floor, Lao Liu adjusted his hairstyle, buttoned his collar, and tucked his shirt into his trouser belt.

The secretary's office called the workshop and asked him to find Li Feng. He could order whatever he wanted when he returned to the yard after get off work, but in the factory, this was work and he had to pay attention to these things.

I learned this from my own son. This is called maintaining the image of a cadre.

In the past, Lao Liu might have been a little reserved when going upstairs in the office building, but now he is more confident and no longer looks up to the office cadres as much as before. He goes up the stairs with his head held high until he reaches Li Feng’s office.

He looked down again, saw the neat and tidy figure, and then knocked on the door of the secretary/factory director's office.

"Please come in~!"

"Secretary Li~!"

When Liu Haizhong entered the room, he immediately adjusted his position, leaned his upper body forward slightly, and crossed his hands in front of his abdomen.

He no longer has the image of the boss who has the final say in the hospital. Now, he is just an ordinary worker who goes to the leader to report problems.

"Sit down first. You have to address your position at work. I'll call you Commissioner Liu~!"

Liu Haizhong doesn't have any specific position in the forging workshop. He is just a seventh-level worker. If there is any position, it is at most the leader of the study group.

Being addressed as Commissioner Liu by Li Feng at work gave my bangs a shiver that went from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, and I couldn't suppress the smile on my face~!

"Yes, yes. Work is work. There is no other way. No matter how formal it is, it's fine~!"

He waved his hand implicitly. Even if Li Feng asked him to sit down, he would not sit down immediately. If he wanted to discuss something, he had to wait for the leader to come and sit down together.

Although Lao Liu is not a cadre, he looks more and more like one now. He does not have a high level of education, but he is very particular about details and is a good person.

"Well, how is the housing allocation committee doing recently? After the handover, many houses will be vacated. The committee needs to make preparations in advance~!"

Li Feng was holding a list in his hand. It was the family cards of the employees transferred from Shanghai. Everyone needed a house, but they did not participate in the fund-raising, so they could only allocate a portion from this batch of houses.

As for the list involving the research institute of Red Star Factory 787, Lao Liu found no problem with it, but Li Feng was not sure about the other members.

"Well, all, all have been taken into consideration. We held an impromptu meeting last night. At the meeting, we compiled the previous list to see who else needs to apply and who wants to participate in the fund-raising. After the house is delivered, we will go for another review~!" Old Liu spoke a little haltingly at the beginning, but seeing Li Feng's encouraging look, he spoke much more smoothly afterwards. These official words are really hard to say for people with a low level of education.

"Very good. Here is a list of some people from the research institute. They were transferred to the factory from other places. They belong to the confidential department. The factory wants them to come here, and they also need to consider housing. Currently, they all live in the dormitory. It's okay for a short time, but for a long time, they still need a place to live~!"

"Whether they are willing to bring their family members over is up to them, but we cannot let them continue to live in dormitories."

Hearing what Li Feng said, Lao Liu nodded quickly, took out his glasses from his pocket, pinched the legs of the glasses, and looked at the personnel list on them.

"These people are highly confidential to our factory. You are also an old comrade, my neighbor, Guangqi's father, and a member of the housing allocation committee. I am not saying that I want to give them a backdoor, nor do I want to interfere in the work of the committee. It's a special case. You can see this list, but others can't~!"

Old Liu nodded repeatedly with trembling lips in response to Li Feng's trust. He had a low level of education and liked to pretend to be a cadre, but Li Feng was different. He was a factory director, but he was still very touched that he was so trusted by others.

"No, no problem. I'll take care of it. They've just been transferred to the factory and they don't have a house. There's no need to visit them. I can arrange the size according to the number of people registered in the household. I can do it alone~!"

Even if you can't do it well, you have to be able to do it well. If you ask Lao Liu to write articles or do administrative work, he will definitely be scratching his head. But when it comes to dividing houses and other administrative work, he will definitely have no problem.

Special matters are handled specially. People from the research institute are also our own people. As long as they are factory workers and do not have a house in Beijing, they will be put at the front of the line for housing allocation and will be the focus of attention of the housing allocation committee.

"Okay, after the maintenance department takes back the keys to the old houses, your committee will contact you and give me the list next month, along with the houses they were assigned, preferably with the keys, and I will let them move in directly~!"

"Guarantee, guarantee to complete the mission~!"

Looking at the green military uniform hanging on the hanger behind the desk, Liu Haizhong patted his chest in the style of the movie.

"I asked you to come here this time because I have a second matter, but it will take another two months, so I might as well tell you all at once today. Go back and think about it yourself. You have plenty of time. Come back and find me when you have thought it through~!"

Liu Haizhong was just about to go for a vigorous fight when he heard Li Feng had something else to tell him, so he raised his butt slightly and sat down again.

"I went to the family quarters yesterday and met a comrade sent by the street office. Our family quarters are the largest in Dongcheng. The street office has already started planning to build a neighborhood committee. That comrade was sent to be the director of the neighborhood committee~!"

Li Feng clasped his hands together, and Liu Haizhong also looked like he was listening carefully. When he heard the word "neighborhood committee", he seemed to have a premonition of something.

"This community is made up of our factory employees and their families, but the subdistrict office is not very familiar with our factory. The workers are also relatively united, so we need some support from them to help build this team together!"

"To put it bluntly, you have to be able to suppress it. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, the neighborhood committee won't even know anyone and it won't be easy to handle it~!"

When Li Feng said this, Liu Haizhong's breathing paused for a moment, and even Li Feng could see the heat in his eyes.

Old Liu is like this, he has some ideas, but not many, and he can't hide things in his heart. He and Du Fei, an old man and a young boy, work together. If that boy is smart, at least he can control the situation.

"Normally, the neighborhood committee is elected by the residents, but our factory is special. The residents are basically all employees of our factory. The street committee also respects us. It's all for the sake of doing a good job in revolutionary work~!"

"As for you, you have experience in the management of the factory's staff housing. It's good for me to take care of a few buildings. The employees also believe that you are fair. In fact, what can the neighborhood committee do? They are just some trivial conflicts. If you can calm them down, you can handle the matter well~!"

"Yes, yes, that's right, that's how it has to be. I have to be able to control it. I'm a level 7 worker. If I give it to others, I definitely can't control them~!"

At this time, Liu Haizhong's chest was straightened up. From an old man in the courtyard, to an old man in the factory's staff building, and then to the residents' committee of the staff area, even if he was not a cadre, it didn't matter. Just relying on his qualification as a seventh-level worker in the factory, he could control some troublemakers.

"Commissioner Liu, I understand that you are actively pursuing progress, but you are old and have missed opportunities. But this time, I think it is an opportunity for you~!"

"That Du Fei, Director Du, is about my age and very motivated. Now all units are focusing on young cadres, and sooner or later you will have to go back to the street. If you go there, the only disadvantage may be that after being promoted to a cadre, your salary will be a little lower~!"

When Old Liu heard this, the fat on his face shivered immediately. He then adjusted the hair on top of his head and forced it to be divided into 3:7.

"We, the working class, are here to build socialism. Money is not the main thing for us. The main thing is to create more social wealth for our motherland and to serve all the people!"

Old Liu didn't know how long he had prepared and memorized this passage, but after Li Feng finished speaking, he immediately blurted it out without any hesitation or stuttering.

This ideological awareness deeply shocked Li Feng, as did the look of determination and resolve.

Li Feng even felt that his badge as a file clerk should be hung on Lao Liu's chest. (End of this chapter)