Back to 80s: Hot wife goes crazy

Tang Xueli had thought about her mother opening a store early in the morning. At that time, she was not sure what kind of store her mother wanted to open, so she just strolled around, paying attention to the storefronts everywhere.

In her previous life, she didn't know much about this matter. In order to understand the current housing system, Tang Xueli read a lot of newspapers, checked a lot of information, and asked everywhere to ensure that the information she saw was comprehensive, objective and error-free.

The reform of the housing system has gone through three decades, which is summarized by later generations of professionals.

We are still in the first ten years, and everything is still in the exploratory stage.

Although the idea of ​​housing commercialization has been proposed, it has not been truly realized.

In the era of welfare housing allocation, everyone was waiting for promotion and long-term service.

Housing allocation depends on the organization, and the employer must provide housing.

The houses are owned by the public and cannot be bought or sold privately, and subletting is also restricted.

This creates a lot of trouble for people who want to rent a house.

Tang Xueli and Xia Jinhua hit a wall because of this.

The few street shops with good locations that they liked were either from textile factories or plastic factories.

When I asked the relevant departments, their attitudes were not very good. Some were enthusiastic but refused simply. Most of them were too lazy to talk to you, answered questions with sarcastic remarks, looked impatient, and ignored you.

Anyway, the summarized content is the same, pretty much the same.

"We can't even arrange housing for our own employees, so we can rent it to you? Don't even think about it, it's impossible."

"Where are you from? Come here and provide a letter of introduction to prove your identity! Who knows what you are going to use our house for? It's hard to say whether it can be rented. You should hurry up and get the certificate first!"

"Uh... you want to rent a house and open a clothing store? I'll ask you later. Come back after a while!"

"Two lesbians, are you asking about the three vacant rooms on Yufeng Street? That one has been allocated and cannot be rented."

……

After running all day, my mouth was dry and I got nothing.

To say that I am not discouraged at all would be a bit false.

But not to the point of being discouraged.

Xia Jinhua went to work at the stall in the evening, and Tang Xueli walked slowly towards the family building of the Design Institute.

When I walked downstairs, I found Yan Jingshu coming.

"Are you looking for a front room?" Yan Jingshu said, "I knocked on the door just now, and your eldest sister was there. She told me."

Tang Xueli nodded: "Yes."

Seeing that she was exhausted, Yan Jingshu could easily guess what her day had been like, "Was it not going well?"

Tang Xueli didn't answer but asked: "Why don't you wait at home?"

"I've been in my room all day and wanted to get some fresh air outside."

In fact, Yan Jingshu felt that it was inappropriate to be alone with Tang Yuanyuan at home.

Of course, he did want to stay outside for a while.

"Let's talk in the house!" Tang Xueli took him home, "How is your leg?"

Yan Jingshu said: "Every day is a little better than the day before."

He is now able to walk slowly on his own without crutches.

But using crutches is safer.

Hua Minghe told him that he should not rush his recovery.

As soon as he entered the room, Yan Jingshu saw a pile of newspaper clippings about housing and information about various large and small shops spread out on the desk.

Tang Xueli cleared the table, remembered his question just now, and said, "It didn't go well. I didn't expect it to be so troublesome."

"It's only been a few days." Yan Jingshu said with relief, "I'll accompany you around tomorrow." "No need." Tang Xueli glanced at his legs, "I'll take a closer look with my mother. .”

"Let Auntie rest for two days. I can walk now." Yan Jingshu volunteered: "I have more connections than you, so I might be able to help."

Tang Xueli was a little hesitant.

Yan Jingshu: "Mr. Hua said that I can walk more now and get some exercise. Walking is also good for bone healing."

"Okay." Tang Xueli relaxed, "I'll take you on a bicycle."

Yan Jingshu smiled and nodded, "Okay."

He sat on the stool in front of the desk, tilted his head and looked at Tang Xueli, his eyes dark and bright, "After seeing so many, which house is your favorite?"

Tang Xueli didn't even need to think about it, she just replied: "That double-storey building on Futian Street! The location is very good, there is a lot of traffic, and there are several family buildings nearby. Everyone's average consumption level is not low, and their education level is not low. It is also relatively high and more receptive to fashionable and quality clothes.”

Xia Jinhua wants to sell some good-quality foreign trade clothes, or fashionable clothes designed by small factories.

Yan Jingshu raised his eyebrows, his expression solemn and serious, "Who owns the property rights of that small building? Have you asked?"

Mentioning this, Tang Xueli couldn't help but sigh, "It's from the Thermal Power Plant. I asked their factory director. People said that many people in the factory wanted that small building, and several leaders were staring at it. , cannot be rented to outsiders.”

Yan Jingshu nodded, "That's it..."

"I want them all. It's normal for others to like what I like." Tang Xueli looked at the peonies planted by her eldest sister on the window sill. They were in full bloom, with large red flowers that were particularly dazzling.

She stared at it for a long time and was a little dazzled. "My mother and I have been there twice, and they have no intention of letting go."

Yan Jingshu refused to give up, "I will accompany you to ask again tomorrow."

"We just went there today, and the director of the factory office was not easy to talk to." Tang Xueli smiled helplessly, "When he saw us asking about renting a house again, he looked so bad that he almost kicked us out."

Yan Jingshu raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "When he drives them away, it won't be too late for us to leave without losing anything."

Tang Xueli pursed her lips and chuckled, "You have quite a perseverance!"

"It's impossible to be a reporter if you don't have this kind of spirit." Yan Jingshu said seriously: "It's not your favorite house. Of course you have to work hard to get it."

"That's right!" Tang Shuangshuang, who had just returned home, was particularly excited when she heard this, "Xueli, you must rekindle your fighting spirit!"

She heard her mother talk about this house yesterday.

She slapped her palm on the desk, clenched her little fist and waved it in the air. Her voice was high and loud, her tone was ups and downs, and she was extremely emotional. "Maybe there is really a change! Such a good house, but it has been empty for so long, which shows that they are inside The discussion has not yet reached a satisfactory result. Maybe... the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind! Sydney, we will be the oriole in the final harvest!"

Tang Xueli was amused and felt the energy passed on to her by her second sister.

"There is indeed a chance, at least the house doesn't have the right owner yet."

Tang Shuangshuang patted his sister on the shoulder, "We must carry forward the spirit of stalking. We will never admit defeat until we fight to the end!"

Tang Xueli smiled and said: "I know, that's what the second sister taught me."

The next day, Tang Xueli got on his bicycle and went to Yan Jingshu's house to pick him up and set off.

In the office of Director Qiao of the Thermal Power Plant, the war was raging.

Screaming, tearing, cursing, the scene was so chaotic that it was almost impossible to see.

Tang Xueli stood at the door and watched for a long time.

Yan Jingshu leaned against the wall of the corridor, with a leisurely posture and a meaningful smile on his face.

"Come here." He raised his fingers at Yan Jingshu, "Wait here."

Tang Xueli walked over and stood side by side with Yan Jingshu.

Her eyes were bright and she whispered to Yan Jingshu, "I seem to see some hope!"

Yan Jingshu raised his eyebrows proudly, "You're right!"

Tang Xueli gave a thumbs up and praised, "Master!"