Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

In the evening, the men who worked at the factory returned one after another, and they also heard that Xu Damao had helped his brother-in-law rent the house next door from Old Wang.

The neighbors had different thoughts. Although Old Wang's house was a reverse-facing house, there were no major problems overall.

There is also a small, separate open space in front of the door, which can be used in a reasonable way.

The neighbors next door keep saying that Old Wang died in his house and that living there is bad luck.

But secretly, everyone was eyeing this house.

So what if someone dies? What era are we living in? Why are you afraid of this? Don't you even know where they are?

This is Beijing, the capital city. Where would any evil spirits dare to act recklessly? They'll scatter your ashes!

Moreover, housing is extremely scarce; in a large compound, almost no household says they have enough housing.

We have many children, so we need to plan for their future.

The neighboring courtyard is the same. They complain that Old Wang's house is unlucky, but secretly they like it very much and have gone to the neighborhood office many times to apply for the house.

Of course, the comrades in the subdistrict office aren't stupid either; Director Wang specializes in dealing with this kind of person.

You guys said this house is unlucky? Fine, then don't you dare live here anymore, I'm locking it up.

She wouldn't even see the person who came to apply for the house. Get out of here right now!

You spread feudal superstitions in secret, and now you want to secretly apply for permission?

Are they secretly colluding with their neighbors?

The schemes have all fallen on my shoulders, the director of the subdistrict office; how can this be allowed?

The problem has become quite serious, especially because the information was being secretly spread in courtyard number 94.

Previously, a worker from their neighborhood office was assigned a house from the factory; it was Old Wang's room.

When he heard it was Old Wang's place, he was so scared that he ran away, saying that his birth chart wasn't strong enough to handle it.

They'd rather be reassigned next time than keep this house, which infuriated Director Wang.

She did try to deal with it, but the people in courtyard number 94 kept gossiping behind her back, so it was temporarily shelved for several years.

Old Wang's room was quickly rumored to be haunted.

Director Wang was quite happy that Xu Damao had helped his brother-in-law rent a house; it was a solution to a thorny issue for him.

Director Wang intended to reciprocate, so in the evening, he went directly to Compound No. 95 and found Xu Damao.

Under the watchful eyes of all the neighbors, Director Wang spoke, and his opening remarks were a bombshell:

"Da Mao, how's that room? Is your brother-in-law satisfied?"

Xu Damao's eyes darted around after hearing this, and he looked at Su He beside him before replying:

"Director, I don't think there's anything wrong with the house itself. The problem is that my brother-in-law will be living there, so I need to ask him."

"Xiaohe, this is Director Wang from our neighborhood office. She asked you how you like your house. Are you satisfied?"

Su He quickly stepped forward, a smile on his face:

"Director, I'm very satisfied with the house."

Director Wang nodded:

"Did your brother-in-law mention that an elderly, widowed person died in that house?"

Suhe replied:

"I've said it before. What's the big deal? People are born, grow old, get sick, and die. Isn't that normal?"

"My brother-in-law said that feudal superstition is unacceptable, and I don't believe in these things either."

Director Wang was very satisfied with Su He's answer:

"Young man, you're quite good. You've learned a lot from Da Mao. In that case, this house will be allocated to Su He. It's a public-to-private transfer, and it's just a small room. But you have to pay the full amount upfront."

"It's like Suhe bought it for 700 yuan. Da Mao, what do you think?"

Xu Damao immediately became excited upon hearing this:

"Director, I'll go get the money right now! Meizi, hurry, hurry, run home and get the money!"

Su Mei was about to leave when Director Wang waved her off:

"Don't worry, just take the money to the local street office tomorrow to complete the transfer. It won't take much longer."

"Come on, come with me to the next courtyard and let's get this straight."

Xu Damao was overjoyed:

"Okay, okay, Director is right. We'll go with you and explain things to them."

The neighbors in the courtyard heard everything clearly, and their faces were filled with envy.

That's a whole house, with a separate little courtyard in front of it. It's so damn awesome.

Although the term "reverse-facing room" doesn't sound good, the courtyard houses here are all intact, not those overcrowded tenements.

Each of the rear-facing rooms is over 20 square meters. If you have enough money, you can easily make some minor renovations and live there very comfortably.

People in this era have an almost obsessive attachment to houses.

Sometimes houses and land are more important than money, and that's no exaggeration.

A group of people, each with their own agendas, followed Director Wang to see what was going on.

When Director Wang allocated the room in courtyard number 94 to Su He, the residents of courtyard number 94 all looked very grim, as if their parents had died.

They plotted and schemed to get their hands on that house in the courtyard, but it ended up benefiting outsiders. No wonder they couldn't be happy about it.

But they couldn't do anything about it when Director Wang was in person.

Even if he wants to deal with Su He in the future, he will be a little hesitant, because his brother-in-law is Xu Damao!

They weren't afraid of Xu Damao before, thinking he was nothing. But things are different now; he's a deputy section chief, an official.

Many people in compound number 94 also worked at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

We still need to consider Xu Damao's feelings.

Xu Damao noticed that the residents of No. 94 Courtyard all looked unhappy, and he immediately knew why. He found it somewhat amusing.

If only I had known then what I know now!

If someone had applied for it back then, they might have gotten the house right away, and his brother-in-law wouldn't have had a chance.

Incompetent bungler.

However, Xu Damao was still good at dealing with people. He tried to get close to the liaison officers in the compound, offering them cigarettes and saying nice things.

There's no need to take care of Suhe; just leave him alone. Let's keep to ourselves and not interfere with each other.

Yi Zhonghai found Li Jiuzhou in the crowd and whispered:

"Jiuzhou, you're in charge of logistics, and the housing management department is also under your jurisdiction. Did you handle this matter for Da Mao?"

Li Jiuzhou secretly rejoiced upon hearing this. Yi Zhonghai was quite astute; as expected of the Moral Celestial Venerable, his mind was indeed sharp.

Li Jiuzhou looked at Yi Zhonghai with a faint smile on his face:

"Uncle Yi, let me ask you a question. What was my highest position in the factory?"

Although Yi Zhonghai was a little puzzled as to why Li Jiuzhou asked that question, he still gave an affirmative answer:

"Naturally, the deputy secretary's position is the highest!"

Yi Zhonghai is knowledgeable; he had already figured these things out long ago.

Li Jiuzhou grinned:

"That settles it then. Would I, Deputy Secretary Li, be so careless in my work?"

"It's just a room, it's nothing more than a matter of a word from me, why make such a fuss?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai suddenly realized what was going on, and his gaze towards Li Jiuzhou changed, making him appear somewhat reserved.

Putting aside the fact that Li Jiuzhou is a resident of the compound, the person in front of him is a real deputy director-level bigwig!

Yi Zhonghai forced a slight smile:

"Jiuzhou, I submit, I submit..."

Li Jiuzhou raised his eyebrows smugly, thinking to himself:

"Then you have to submit. Let me tell you, don't you dare show any dissent in front of me!"