The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 472: Which real estate consultant has never thought about designing the apartment layout by himself?

"Comrade, may I ask..."

Section Chief Cao outside the door saw the two people pushing out the door. He quickly pushed through the crowd and came forward to rub his hands. His eyes kept lingering on Li Feng and the man in the room, and he asked anxiously.

The unexpected look in his eyes might have seemed too fake to him.

This is too fast, Section Chief Cao can't accept it!

After all, the Department of Economics and Education has persisted for such a long time. Within two minutes after they came out, the conversation was over inside. What a fool! !

The young captain saw Section Chief Cao's anxious look and took a deep breath. He didn't expect that his superiors would send him on a business trip. As a result, he would meet someone with a triple identity. If Li Feng hadn't been a clerk, he probably wouldn't have believed it either. .

"Okay, the investigation has not found any problems for the time being, right? Chief of the Security Section Cao, we need to go back and verify. If there is no call after reporting, it will prove that the investigation will be ended."

Although he didn't know why the comrades on the intelligence front wanted to arrange an investigator in the steel rolling mill, considering the need for confidentiality regarding the affairs of his department, he would not explain too much. If it weren't for the fear that Section Chief Cao in front of him would continue to disturb his superiors, I'm afraid the young captain doesn't even bother to explain.

"Oh~!"

Now Section Chief Cao had no choice but to put down his hand in embarrassment, his face turned red as he faced the hot gazes from the Transportation Department.

Unexpectedly, Li Feng, a section chief, could not do anything in the Political and Educational Section. Not to mention regaining his face, he had lost his face again.

The two groups of people parted ways with the Transportation Department in disgrace.

The clerks all saw this result and felt much calmer. At least, no one wanted to have trouble with money. These days, even an extra dollar would be good.

"Section Chief~!"

"Chief Li~!"

When the smoke cleared, everyone rushed in and squeezed in. Looking at Li Feng on the chair, they either laughed or said hello with hidden worries.

"People are gone?"

"Hmm~!"

"Come on, section chief. You didn't notice that dejected look. It's so relieved, section chief~!"

Seeing Section Chief Li smoking, Xiao Ma quickly took an ashtray from his desk and placed it diligently on the desk where he had just "interrogated" his own section chief.

Li Feng, who was puffing out smoke, raised his head and blew out a smoke ring. A hint of haze flashed deep in his eyes.

"Section Chief, their organization is targeting us like this. If it doesn't work, we will report them. Who is afraid of whom? They are jealous of our bonuses, and I am jealous of them dividing the houses~!"

Perhaps seeing that Section Chief Li was in a bad mood, Xiao Zhang found an excuse, scratched his head, and wanted to do something.

At this mention, the mood in the office dropped. The hidden meaning behind these words was that even Xiao Zhang, who had just arrived, subconsciously believed that the transportation department would not be allocated a house.

Everyone likes money, and going upstairs is a dream that everyone wants to pursue further. There is no conflict between the two.

"Why, you can still like a house that looks like a barracks?"

Section Chief Li, who had been silent all this time, looked into the ashes of the cigarette and asked lightly. "Bing, barracks?"

Some people curiously asked why this house is almost like a barracks.

"Well, there is one bathroom on the first floor and eight or nine households on each staircase. Except that the main store has been turned into a cubicle, it is not the same thing as a barracks. I stayed there for two months after the New Year!"

He couldn't help but shook his head. The small building built according to the Soviet style could barely stand the discernment of the real estate consultant here.

In his eyes, the house built by Li Huaide was even better than Hu Yifei's difficult excavator-shaped house.

"Is there anyone who studies civil engineering? Can you help me estimate how much it will cost to build a building like this?"

Putting a handful of cigarettes into the ashtray, Li Feng suddenly became interested.

Those grotesque house types designed by those evil design institutes in the previous life were euphemistically called Generation Eye-opening.

"Chief Li, what is civil engineering? Have you never heard of this major?"

Others were confused, but they probably noticed that their section chief seemed interested in building a house.

"The people who are dusting the construction site must be construction workers. Are there any majors like construction here?"

After looking around, everyone's eyes were fixed on it. They asked them to calculate the transportation and other things. They held it in hand and asked them to calculate the construction cost. That would be a bit embarrassing.

"I, I feel like we don't have to spend much money. I heard that our factory buys steel bars from other factories for everything. Brick factories and cement factories also build family buildings!"

Good guy, really good guy, several of them have become strategic partners!
Li Feng scratched his chin, and he still played like this. Calculating it this way, the bulk of it was made up of sand, gravel and labor.

The paint is all red anti-rust paint specially produced for steel in our own factory. Whether it is the window frame or the wooden door, it is all deep red.

The land is your own and the materials have been exchanged. No wonder you are being allocated a room for free. The investment itself is not that big!
Industrial land and residential land are all owned by our own factories. They have to be built first anyway. Outsiders can drive bulldozers into the factory and demolish illegal constructions.

After figuring out Li Huaide's intentions, Li Feng really admired him. He was really good at wooing various logistics departments to work together for a win-win situation. He used his existing advantages and successfully transformed them into his own resources.

Compared with this old fox, Li Feng really felt that he was too young. If it hadn't been for a series of previous opportunities, he might not have been able to defeat this old fox. No wonder Director Yang couldn't defeat him.

When he thought of Factory Director Yang, a trace of sadness flashed across Li Feng's face. Compromising in exchange for stability and maintaining production was not right or wrong, but this move undoubtedly seriously harmed himself.

These people who rushed to bite him in the morning would not dare to do so without Li Huaide's instructions.

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Li Huaide also saw the extremely weak Factory Director Yang, so he dared to be so rampant. Now he not only holds most of the votes of the stall committee, but also the middle and high-level cadres, probably the transportation department.

Everything has a beginning, people's hearts will only continue to convince themselves again and again, either there is no compromise, or there are countless times, the sunny sky also dimmed in Li Feng's eyes.

Li Huaide spent several years sharpening his sword just to wait for this day. He lost his voice, personnel power, and financial power one after another. He concentrated on production and only patched nails into the rotten beams. After they were completely rusted, they would collapse.

"Okay, it's time to work, work, I am suspended, not dismissed. Don't give me any trouble, cheer up~!"

Li Feng's fate fell into a difficult decision. He originally decided to choose Factory Director Yang, but now it seems that it is really the beginning of hell.

(End of this chapter)