The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"graduate School?"

The people at the table looked at each other, and finally looked at Secretary Bao.

"I've heard something about this~!"

Cui Dake, who was in charge of serving the dishes, squeezed next to Lao Liu. After putting the plate down, he looked at Secretary Bao with a fawning smile, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"You may not know this, but my wife is working at the Red Star Factory now. She knows it best. Although Director Li is young, he has done a lot!"

"From the original Ping An Driving School, to the first collective fund-raising to build family housing in Beijing, to the later transformation into a military factory, he was the one who took care of everything. Oh, and there's also the research institute that Lao Liu mentioned just now!"

Rubbing his hands in front of his lower abdomen, Cui Dake brought up the matter concerning Li Feng again. He now realized that the comrades in the street were somewhat dissatisfied with Li Feng's domineering attitude.

But he was not going to please the street committee. The street committee did not have the ability to make him the director of the foundry workshop just because of a phone call. He had to see Secretary Bao's attitude towards Li Feng before choosing what to say.

If Secretary Bao took an attitude of approval in these words which apparently praised Li Feng, then Cui Dake would choose to continue to say some things he liked to hear.

Secretary Bao, with his eyelids drooping, was extremely cunning, and no mental activity could be seen from his expression. After listening to Cui Dake's words, he crossed his legs and leaned his whole body on the chair.

No one can tell what he is thinking, but not expressing his opinion is the best way to express it.

If a normal leader admired Director Li, he would probably follow Cui Dake's words, say a few pleasant words, and praise him.

"Cui Dake, your wife also works in their research institute?"

Secretary Bao didn't say anything, but another young leader next to him, with his hands folded in his arms, asked Cui Dake.

"No, no, my wife is not here, but I also know a little about what's going on in the institute. After all, we are all in the same factory. In fact, the factory is in our East City, so we should give some face to the street. Even if we have so many houses, we can't have children~!"

Seeing that Secretary Bao might be somewhat indignant towards Li Feng, Cui Dake changed his perspective. At this time, he stood on the side of the street and district at the right time.

He will help whoever helps him~!

"Oh, how many people can live in so many houses in his research institute? There are more than a thousand houses in the first phase, but he would rather give hundreds of houses to the people who need food than to the streets. He also doesn't think that if it weren't for the land allocated by the district, how could his factory build these residential buildings for family members~!"

The person who asked the question just now picked up the matchbox and kept spinning it in circles between his two fingers. As if he felt the direction of the wind, he followed Cui Dake's words and began to speak for the street in indignation.

"Those were not distributed, they were bought by people from the grain department. They spent money on a house, one thousand yuan. Don't say it, Director Li is a good businessman~!"

Holding the bottle of wine in his hand, Cui Dake poured some wine for everyone present and shared the news he knew.

Old Liu was not good at speaking at this time. Seeing that Cui Dake had stolen his limelight, he deliberately put the half-empty wine cup aside, and when Cui Dake poured himself a glass of wine, he glanced at him.

"Playing the piano~!"

Secretary Bao had almost finished his cigarette when he opened his eyes and said in a critical tone, "The street office couldn't get the house from the Red Star Factory, so it was sold to someone else. Anyway, Secretary Bao had to say a few words to the street office."

"Then it seems that he holds the remaining houses in his hands because the street has no money and can't pay. So, he is unwilling to negotiate?"

Commissioner Tian had a stern face, picked up the wine cup and slammed it heavily on the table. If, according to Cui Dake's words, the street committee went to the Red Star Factory to eat for free.

The most important thing is that now that Secretary Bao has spoken, he can properly express the grievances of the street. Compared with the grain supply department, the street does not have so much funds.

"If you want to pay, no reason is needed, the house will be handed over to you. If you don't want to pay, you can give any reason. He just doesn't want to pay~!"

"The house is owned by the state and distributed by the organization, not by him personally. Now it has become something that can be traded. I think the problem is not with the factory, but with this young factory director. His thoughts are very dangerous. If he continues like this~!"

The middle-aged man who was spinning the matchbox just now had a very intriguing expression on his face. While others were still trying to figure out how deep this conversation could go, he directly directed the problem to Director Li.

"They have been abroad, have a lot of experience, and know a lot of people there. We are here, and we can only complain!"

"Alright, don't say anything that's not conducive to unity. The district will send someone to discuss the house with him. Old Tian, ​​don't worry. You need to learn and understand the recent instructions from the government."

Before further magnifying Li Feng's problems, Secretary Bao waved his hand at the right time and said that at their level, these problems were not considered problems.

These things can be discussed openly when units pool funds to build houses. If you want to make accusations, it cannot be counted, unless Li Feng really took the bribes personally or put the money from the sale of the houses into his own pocket.

But now, it’s nothing, so it won’t make much difference if we continue talking about it.

"Secretary Bao, I'm not doing this for myself. I have my own house, and I can live in it, but the various departments and units are short of houses, and they all come to our street office for help. I'm not in a hurry, but other units that need to be connected are in a hurry."

"Other units with better conditions followed suit and obtained land from the district to build houses. After the new houses were built, they vacated some of the old houses for us. Only the Red Star Factory was special. It only took in but did not give out, and refused to take any loss at all~!"

Things had come to this point, and Commissioner Tian no longer had the mind to study the spirit of the instructions. He drank a glass of wine and let out a long sigh.

Commissioner Tian's words made the atmosphere a little awkward. Some people were thinking about what Secretary Bao meant, while others were wondering whether the district was no longer satisfied with Li Feng.

Among them are Dacongming and Liu Haizhong.

The leaders present here don't like Li Feng. At least, that's what it seems like at the moment.

Li Feng helped Lao Liu a lot. For example, he helped his son go from being a clerk in a bearing factory to being the head of the security department.

It also helped him to advance from a seventh-level worker to the current deputy director of the Red Star Community. There was no conflict between the two, but now it was time to make a choice.

Choosing Li Feng means that he will continue to be under the command of Director Du. If Du Fei does not leave, he, Old Liu, will always be the deputy director. (End of this chapter)