A courtyard house, equipped with a fishing system, living in an era.

Judging from the voice, the one who just shouted should be Yan Jiecheng, the eldest son of the Yan family.

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was still going through puberty and had a typical hoarse voice...

Although Xu Ping'an is about the same age, his age was forcibly modified by the system!

He had already experienced all those changes during his growth!

Xu Pingan ate quickly, so upon hearing the sound, he simply put down his chopsticks, tightened his coat, and went out the door.

The front yard and the back yard are relatively small, so although it is more convenient to hold meetings in the front yard, people still gradually gathered in the middle yard.

When Xu Pingan arrived at the Intermediate People's Court, a large crowd had already gathered there.

Everyone was curious about what Yan Jiecheng wanted to call a meeting about.

The vast majority of people in this courtyard are ordinary citizens.

They can still act tough in the courtyard, but they lose all face in the marketplace.

So no one knew what this sudden meeting was going to talk about.

Since they're curious, they'll naturally arrive relatively quickly.

As I walked through the passageway, the first thing I saw was the young people in the middle of the crowd.

Xu Pingan didn't recognize the man, but judging from Yan Bugui's obsequious and fawning manner, he knew that Yan must be in charge of this area!

Seeing the young man look up and observe his surroundings, Yan Bugui immediately understood.

"Everyone come here for a moment. Each family should send one representative. Is everyone here? Look around and see who is missing. I'll have Jie Cheng go and urge them."

The young man nodded slightly, indicating his satisfaction.

Liu Haizhong lived in the backyard and arrived late. Seeing Yan Bugui acting as if he knew the leader very well, he immediately regretted it and wanted to slap his thigh...

"Hey Chen, it's cold outside, why don't you come in and sit for a bit?"

The person called "Little Chen" was quite young, but he didn't put on airs at all.

It's just that my mind isn't quite at ease with this.

He's here to attend a meeting and convey the spirit and mission. Now, let him come to your house for a visit... Can your house really fit so many people?

"No, Mr. Liu, I have a meeting to attend. I'll leave as soon as I'm done!"

Although Yi Zhonghai wasn't the first to arrive, it was still right on his doorstep.

He now had his hands in his pockets and waved to Officer Chen from a distance.

Then stay on the edge, quietly watching the affected bangs.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly.

He's so stupid, yet he passed the Level 5 fitter exam. I'm so smart, how come I only passed the Level 3 fitter exam?

He had such a bad temper, yet he had three sons. He was kind to everyone every day, but he had no one to carry on his legacy.

God is really unfair...

Soon, almost everyone had arrived.

As for those who haven't arrived yet, Officer Chen doesn't plan to wait any longer.

It's not necessary for everyone to attend; just let each other know after the meeting...

"It's already the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month, and the weather is quite cold, so let's keep it short."

As he spoke, he took a document out of his bag and showed it to everyone around him.

"I'm here today to inform everyone of something. As instructed by our superiors, we will be piloting the establishment of residents' committees in this area."

Residents' Committee?

As soon as the new term was mentioned, a buzz of discussion immediately arose in the crowd.

At this point, the advantages of older, more experienced people become apparent.

You can tell what they're up to just by listening to them!

Some people are so outspoken and blunt that they just asked directly.

"Isn't this similar to the Baojia system?"

Xiao Chen, the clerk, wasn't angry when he heard this; he probably just got asked the same question too often...

He raised his hand and gestured for everyone to be quiet.

"The neighborhood committee is the basic organization under our street administration; its main job is to prevent enemy agents!"

"Of course, we also need to assist the neighborhood committee in providing services to residents, conveying the spirit of meetings, maintaining public order, mediating disputes, and carrying out patriotic health campaigns..."

"To put it simply, even something as basic as public hygiene in our compound requires everyone's cooperation. We can't just leave it unattended, can we?"

The scene was quiet, and everyone was clearly very interested in the work of the neighborhood committee.

The Chinese people's pursuit of power is innate.

After all, since the implementation of the imperial examination system in the Tang and Song dynasties, taking the civil service exam has been a top priority in life.

Anyone with even a little bit of ability wants to take the civil service exam!

As for the so-called very little power?

That depends on how you use it, right?

It only becomes big when you use it extensively, and small when you use it sparingly...

Upon hearing that this was about, Yi Zhonghai had already quietly squeezed to the very center of the crowd.

"So...Officer Chen, how are the neighborhood committee members elected?"

Liu Haizhong was the first to speak, his voice filled with barely concealed urgency.

He thought his path to becoming an official was over, but he never expected things to take a turn for the better!

After hearing Liu Haizhong's words, Yi Zhonghai felt he couldn't bear to look at him anymore.

You're so eager for this position, yet you call him "Little Chen, the clerk."

Can you be so ashamed to call me Director Chen or Leader Chen?

Even if Xiao Chen is still young and doesn't care about these things, you can't ignore them either!

Of course, if Yi Zhonghai were a level six fitter, he might offer some pointers to the other party...

But now, Liu Haizhong can be considered Yi Zhonghai's number one enemy.

Officer Chen, however, was not offended and answered with a smile.

"Currently, we are selecting resident liaisons, one from each residential compound, to be responsible for cooperating with the neighborhood office in carrying out its work."

As he spoke, he flipped through a few pages of the document in his hand and showed it to the document again.

"After the liaison officers are selected, they will be subject to public scrutiny. Those who are unqualified or have infiltrated the team to cause trouble will be eliminated before residents' committee members are elected from among them!"

Resident liaison officer?

One student per department?

These words may be spoken lightly, but they carry a great deal of weight.

When those in the courtyard who were qualified looked up at others, they always felt that everyone was their opponent.

Yi Zhonghai's hands, which were tucked into his pockets, were clenched into fists, but his expression remained unchanged.

What a great opportunity!

He thought he would have to lie low for a long time, but the neighborhood committee unexpectedly provided a helping hand!

Liu Haizhong puffed out his belly, glanced around the yard, and looked at everyone as if they were already his.

Xu Fugui was briefly tempted, but then he thought about the nature of his work. He had heard that after the New Year, he would not only be showing movies all over the city, but also going to the countryside to provide assistance.

After all, the steel rolling mill is no longer owned by Boss Lou, is it?

The factory needs to take on more social tasks and responsibilities.

If this job is confirmed, he certainly won't have time to work as a resident liaison at home.

Having figured this out, he stopped trying to sell himself.

Yan Bugui pushed up his glasses, having already calculated it several times in his mind.

Everyone, big or small, is a leader; don't underestimate the importance of a position.

If he becomes the resident liaison officer, won't everyone have to give him some respect in the future?

These days, everyone's having a tough time. Even if he's shameless enough to ask for a few scraps of vegetables or scallions, people will still dare to refuse him outright.

But if he could become a minor leader, that would be a completely different story.

You don't give me face, and you don't even give me the face of the skin on my body?

……

"Officer Chen, if we can choose one from each courtyard, and our compound has three courtyards in total, can we choose all three?"

Officer Chen was delighted!

"We're only counting residents of the compound; we'll elect one resident representative from compound number 95."

He even emphasized those two words!

Their eyes lit up when they heard there were three spots available.

After all, if there are really three spots, they have a high probability of being selected.

But upon hearing that there was only one, a tense atmosphere immediately began to spread among them.