Film and Television: Starting from Leading Three Thousand Disciples Ashore

"President Lu."

To make Lu Wendong clearly aware of the difficulties in allocating public housing, Luo Minsheng specially brought Luo Deyong, a specially appointed accountant from the Housing Society.

"Currently, in Shek Pai Wan, there are only two housing estates where you can settle down: Yu Kwong Tsuen and Ap Lei Chau Estate."

"Did you eat up Wah Fu Estate?"

Lu Wendong interrupted.

"Yu Kwong Tsuen has 1143 units, and Ap Lei Chau Estate has 4400 units."

"Wah Fu Estate 1 has 4800 units, and Wah Fu Estate 2 has 4300 units."

As long as the conditions allow, Lu Wendong is very reasonable.

The four estates he mentioned are all located in the Shek Pai Wan area.

Yuguang Village, in particular, was built to attract the Tanka people to come ashore.

"A total of 14643 units."

"I checked, and there are 2136 vacant units in these three locations, awaiting relocation."

"Among them, 792 rooms range in size from 36.5 square meters to 53.7 square meters and can accommodate a family."

The earliest public housing estates on Hong Kong Island originated from the Shek Kip Mei fire years ago.

Tens of thousands of families were displaced as a result, and under international pressure and financial assistance, the Hong Kong government began building public housing.

As it has developed, public housing has become an important tool for the Hong Kong government to regulate the property market.

Of course, since it is public housing, its basic requirements cannot be the same as those of commercial housing sold on the market.

For example, the main area of ​​public housing is between 10.5 square meters and 19.3 square meters.

Focusing primarily on small apartments!

"I only need 239 rooms here for people living on the water who don't have houseboats."

Lu Wendong patiently asked, "Are my conditions excessive?"

Seeing that Luo Minsheng was about to speak, he waved his right index finger.

"Let me finish."

Lu Wendong's expression was very serious.

"Those citizens who applied for the rotation are not without a place to live."

"The 239 rooms I want are for families who have already lost their homes."

"In two years, the Lee Tung Estate in Ap Lei Chau will be completed, and at that time, the entire Southern District will have an additional 2800 units available for occupancy."

Luo Minsheng and Luo Deyong exchanged a glance.

This Chairman Lu is indeed different from other Tanka people.

All the data is crystal clear!

Negotiating with this kind of person is like fighting a war.

Luo Deyong said, "President Lu, your data is very accurate."

"but…"

"No buts!"

Lu Wendong interrupted again: "There is no room for negotiation."

"Today is the last day!"

"If I don't get the keys to the 239 rooms before I leave work in the afternoon, I'll go in by myself."

Luo Minsheng panicked: "President Lu, what you're doing is illegal!"

Two sharp gazes shot straight at them.

Luo Minsheng's heart pounded wildly, and he felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Luo Deyong, who was standing next to him, was also feeling unwell; it seemed as if his breathing was being controlled.

"law?"

Lu Wendong sneered.

"Talking to me about the law?"

"Thirty years ago, we Tanka people were not allowed to come ashore!"

"Because the law stipulates that it's illegal for Tanka people to go ashore! They can be arrested immediately!"

Lu Wendong was too lazy to waste words with Luo Minsheng.

"Don't fucking talk to me about the law."

A commotion could be heard outside the window, with the words "We want democracy, we want new elections" faintly audible.

Bang bang bang!

The barbarian who knocked on the door was about to shout, but after being stared at by Lu Wendong, he could only shut his mouth.

Lu Wendong stood up and extended his hand to Luo Minsheng and Luo Deyong.

"You're just errand runners, I won't blame you."

"Just convey my message to the higher-ups verbatim."

"remember!"

Lu Wendong concluded by emphasizing, "The deadline is before the end of the workday today. Regardless of whether there is a reply or not, those 239 houses belong to us, the people living on the water."

He walked over to Luo Minsheng and gently patted his shoulder.

"Ronaldinho, you're still young."

In fact, Luo Minsheng is much older than Lu Wendong.

However, neither Luo Deyong nor the other person felt anything unusual about Lu Wendong's statement.

That seems to be how it should be.

The world is not simply black and white.

"Remember, we want the house, and we won't steal the houseboat!"

"That's how I, Lu Wendong, do things!"

"see a visitor out!"

Manzi squeezed past Luo Deyong and Luo Minsheng, and quickly walked up to Lu Wendong.

"President!"

"Something terrible has happened!"

"It seems that Chen Shuisheng's elder brother, Chen Dinggui, has returned from Japan."

"Now those old guys are shouting for an election for the fisheries association."

The barbarian's face was covered in sweat. He said anxiously, "These bastards just can't stand to see the people on the water doing well. They only care about their own happiness."

Lu Wendong remained silent.

He simply walked to the window and looked down from there.

Hundreds of people were walking on the dock, the most eye-catching of whom was an elderly man dressed in a sharp suit.

Eyebrows like short swords!

He exuded a powerful aura, like that of a tiger or wolf.

"Chen Dinggui?"

The barbarian came closer and pointed to the most conspicuous old man.

"Yes, that's him!"

"I heard that he went to Japan in his twenties, and a few years ago he came back and got in touch with Chen Shuisheng, and then he took Chen Shuisheng to do gold smuggling."

"That's why Chen Shuisheng started shaking."

"Chairman, this guy is rich and powerful. He must have bribed those bastards, Da Kou Chang."

The barbarian said angrily, "These ingrates can't be tamed."

"I led my men and took them down."

"What are you doing?"

Lu Wendong snapped, "Do you think I'm a born killer?"

The barbarian suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Since others have requests, let's listen to them."

"The world boils down to nothing more than the word 'talk'."

"President."

The barbarian panicked: "They outnumber us! If we have to re-elect the guild leader, then... then..."

He turned his head away: "Anyway, I only care about you as the president, I don't care who goes up."

"Is having more people useful?"

Lu Wendong lit a cigarette.

The swirling smoke obscured his face, making it appear both bright and dark.

"Let's go! Let's teach these idiots a lesson!"

Lu Wendong led his group of barbarians out of the fish market on their own.

There were at least several hundred people on the water coming towards us.

They all raised their right hands and shouted, "We want a re-election! We want a re-election! We want fairness!"

When they saw Lu Wendong walking out of the fish market, the shouts of the group of boatmen gradually subsided, and their eyes involuntarily darted away.

The barbarian pointed at the group and roared, "You heartless bastards!"

"If it weren't for the chairman leading us to take over the fish market, you would only be able to get 2% of the profits every day now."

"Is there still a chance to get ashore?"

"grass!"

"They're all floating on the sea, risking their lives for a bite to eat."

"Barbarians!"

Seeing his own morale waning, Ookuchi Masaru panicked.

He jumped out and said, "What's the point of talking about things from the past?"

"Does the Fisheries Association include all people working on the water?"

"Does anyone who lives on the water have the right to run for office?"

"You old bastard, Da Kou Chang."

The barbarian cursed loudly: "You're always the one taking advantage, but when things get tough, you just run away!"

"Your mother would have been better off giving birth to a piece of barbecued pork than to you..."

"You were born with a mother, but no one taught you! Today, I, Manzi, will teach you how to be a man."

Tatata!

Chen Ergou rushed over with a group of fully armed fish protection team members: "Who dares to cause trouble?"

"I'll fucking kill him!"

A fish-killing knife was raised, its cold light flashing!

A chill swept across the dock.

The group of boat people who had come over to shout slogans immediately fell silent.

Masaya Oguchi swallowed hard, then forced himself to call out, "Lu Wendong!"

"Tell me! Doesn't the Fisheries Association belong to all people working on the water?"

"The election was unfair back then, and we now demand a new election!"

"Say something!"

Thinking of the two gold bars worth 100,000 yuan at home, Da Kou Chang decided to go all out.

"Does the Fisheries Association belong to you, Lu Wendong, or to all of us who work on the water?"