The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Cui Dake, who was outside the hotel, was looking forward to it.

The main personnel were invited one by one, but the most important one had not arrived yet. You know, some of them came just for him.

Rolling up his sleeves from time to time and looking at the time on his watch, Cui Dake's face looked a little gloomy. Even he was unsure at this moment.

"That shouldn't be the case. Didn't we already agree to it?"

Although he knew that leaders would sometimes stand up for other reasons, Cui Dakeke didn't want to happen to him.

Until Cui Dake was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, an emerald green GAZ-69 car slowly drove to the door of the hotel.

Through the windshield, Cui Dake looked at the driver, then stretched his neck and followed the gap between the front seats. When he saw the person sitting in the middle of the back seat, he immediately smiled.

Before the car stopped completely, Cui Dake rushed over like a monkey in the jungle, opened the door himself actively and enthusiastically, and kept nodding his head inside. He looked very fawning.

"Hello, Secretary Bao, hello~!"

Cui Dake's waist was almost bent to 90 degrees, and he made a gesture of invitation. Sitting in the back seat was a middle-aged man with a gloomy look, heavy bags under his eyes, and a somewhat dark complexion.

The middle-aged man raised his eyelids slightly, without even looking at Cui Dake, but glanced through the open car door at the entrance of the restaurant outside.

"Cui, Cui Da Ke, are all the people here?"

Secretary Bao's voice was a little hoarse and sounded a little uncomfortable, but Cui Dake's face was as bright as spring breeze, and the corners of his mouth were almost stretched to his ears.

"We are all here, we are all waiting for you~!"

Looking at the leader getting out of the car, Cui Dake subconsciously wanted to help him take the leather briefcase, but the Secretary Bao he mentioned did not seem to believe Cui Dake that much.

She ignored his outstretched hands and handed the briefcase in her hand to the driver through the rolled down window.

"Then let's go up~!"

With a commanding tone, the middle-aged man with a gloomy face asked everyone to wait for him, as if it was a matter of course.

Of course, if Cui Dake's rank was higher, his position was more important, and the people he hired were of a higher level than they are now, perhaps the current situation would not be the case.

"Eh~!"

While closing the door, Cui Dake quickly took out two packs of not cheap Lotus cigarettes from his pocket and quietly threw them in through the car window.

"I have discussed your matter with your factory. It's not a big problem. The foundry workshop is a good place for you to gain grassroots experience. You can start as a workshop director~!"

"But~!"

The middle-aged man stopped walking up the stairs, turned sideways and looked at Cui Dake who was following behind him, staring at him with a half-smile.

"Don't make the same mistake again, understand?"

Cui Dake had a somewhat dazed expression, but when he reacted, his face was filled with joy. He lost the position of section chief in the canteen and got the position of workshop director in the foundry workshop. What was this? Was it a demotion? It was a promotion in disguise.

After losing a section chief and replacing him with a workshop director, Cui Dake could accept a year-long break, let alone a half-year break.

"I swear, Secretary Bao, I will never do that, absolutely not!"

Facing Secretary Bao who was examining him, Cui Dake raised his finger and pointed it towards the sky. His ingratiating smile disappeared immediately and his expression became extremely determined.

"We ** people don't believe in heaven, nor in ghosts and gods. We only believe in Marxism-Leninism. It depends on actions. Don't let me down~!"

He opened it lightly, as if for him, reinstating Cui Dake's job was just a matter of a word. When he reached the door of the box, the middle-aged man put his hands lightly behind his back. The indifference he had just shown when talking to Cui Dake suddenly turned into the majesty that only a leader could have.

He took the initiative to push open the door of the box. It was almost time. Everything that needed to be discussed inside had already been discussed. The moment the door opened, the people who were already sitting at the round table stood up one after another.

Liu Haizhong, who was leaning against the door, was a little slow to react. His fat body stood up hastily and almost knocked over the chair behind him.

In comparison, the others were much better. They took the initiative to move the chair facing the door of the private room back and forced themselves to smile, but they were no longer as natural as when they were chatting just now.

"Secretary Bao~!"

"Secretary Bao, please~!"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and with a gloomy look, he glanced at the people who sat at the table. Finally, he paused for a moment on Liu Haizhong's body and then nodded.

"Everyone, please sit down. This isn't a meeting, so there's no need to be so reserved~!"

As Secretary Bao finished speaking, the atmosphere in the box suddenly relaxed. Liu Haizhong swallowed his saliva. Compared with the others, he was undoubtedly more stage-frightened. This person could only be seen when attending meetings in the district. Moreover, he was sitting at the long table where the meeting was held.

"Waiter, come up...!"

"I'll do it, I'll do it~!"

Cui Dake didn't even need to call on anyone, as everyone at the table was smart and took up the teapot and poured tea into the glass at the host seat.

Compared to Liu Haizhong who is still able to sit at the table, Cui Dake, who is about to take office as the workshop director, has not even taken office yet and is not even qualified to sit at the table. He is busy ordering and serving dishes. His purpose is to make the people at the table eat happily and comfortably.

"Old Wang, is the work on the street going smoothly after the New Year?"

Secretary Bao picked up the teacup and played with it carefully. Perhaps he looked down on the tea in the restaurant, so he did not drink it, but started chatting with the person next to him.

"Secretary Bao, it's going smoothly. We are in the process of negotiating some of the areas that will be handed over to Chaoyang. That is, the area over Liangmahe will be assigned to them. Some comrades still don't understand~!"

The middle-aged man whose name was called was the one who took the initiative to pour the water just now. After his name was called, he was a little restrained, but seeing the look in Secretary Bao's eyes, he chose to give a brief account of the situation.

"HOHO, you are right not to understand. The East City is too big. All the units and departments are concentrated in the city. The East Suburbs also need to be developed. The area of ​​Liangmahe is good. It can cover the entire East Suburbs with just one point. It's a good idea~!"

“Yes, yes~!”

"Secretary Bao is right~!"

This piece of news was still a bit shocking to Liu Haizhong. You know, the place being talked about was not the Red Star Community. The key point was that it would be allocated to Chaoyang, and he didn't know anything about it.

It seems that some people at the table knew about it, but they didn't reveal a single thing. They were really tight-lipped!

"Liu Haizhong, right? Your Red Star Community will be the first to be affected. As the place closest to East City, it will become the most important point in Chaoyang. You must be mentally prepared in advance~!"

Liu Haizhong, whose name was called, looked somewhat flattered. He nodded vigorously, and the fat on his cheeks trembled. He had not expected that the district leaders would remember a small character like him who was sitting at the door.

As for the news that the land will be assigned to other districts, it is nothing. There is still a lot of vacant land around the community. If we want to develop, we still have to rely on Dongcheng.

Old Liu can still tell who is the leader and who is the follower.

Although they were having a meal, most of the discussions at the table were about work.

Cui Dake couldn't interrupt and didn't need to do anything. The biggest reward of the day had already been obtained. He just had to play the role of a waiter who served tea and water.

"Secretary Bao, there are some things I can tell you about~!"

After three rounds of dishes, the middle-aged man on the other side of Secretary Bao actively offered Secretary Bao a cigarette and lit it. His face looked a little conflicted. Of course, everyone present knew that he might be pretending, but they still stopped eating with their chopsticks, wanting to see what problem he wanted to report.

"As long as it's about work, we can talk about anything. This is the responsibility given to us by the government and the people. Commissioner Tian, ​​what's wrong with talking about it~?"

Secretary Bao exhaled a thin breath of smoke and leaned lightly against the back of his chair. His eyelids drooped slightly, and his thick eye bags made him look like two walnuts.

"The second phase of the Red Star Factory has already started construction, but now they have switched to military industry and are no longer under the jurisdiction of the local government. However, they have replaced so many houses that they cannot use them all, so the street office has a heavy task of resettlement. In Dongcheng, other factories do not have family quarters yet and they have just built them."

The meaning is very clear. This person cannot solve the communication problem with the Red Star Factory, or in other words, the Red Star Factory does not want to communicate with the street at all. The house that was replaced is also the factory's house, and they do not want to hand it over to the street.

After all, when the land was originally demarcated, Stationmaster Zheng did not raise this additional condition. In Li Feng's opinion, these were just wishful thinking of the street office.

From the street's perspective, the district has allocated a piece of land specifically for you to build houses, and after you move in, the vacant houses should be returned to the district, or the street.

Hundreds of houses were still firmly in his hands. Now they were transferred to military industry and became the property of the army. This made Commissioner Tian, ​​who was responsible for communicating on this matter in the street, feel a little aggrieved.

"We have someone here who came from the Red Star Factory. We can ask for his opinion~!"

Secretary Bao's expression remained calm, as if these things were not a big deal. He talked about cigarettes and his eyes moved to Liu Haizhong, who was sitting across the table.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lao Liu. Goose bumps appeared on his bangs and all kinds of thoughts ran through his head. Finally, he felt that Secretary Bao would never let him go to negotiate.

He doesn't have that ability, at most, he just asks for advice.

"Li Feng will not agree to give it. The houses that were previously replaced by the factory were given to the people in the research institute. I personally handled this matter. Later, a new group of people were recruited, and some of these houses should be allocated again. According to my understanding of him, he should not give it to the street. The factory may recruit more people in the next step~!"

Liu Haizhong knew very well which side he belonged to now. He was from the street and no longer from the Red Star Factory, so there was no need for him to speak for Li Feng.

In other words, to be honest, Li Feng had no intention of handing over the house to the street at the beginning. He would not do so before, and he would not do so now. (End of this chapter)