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originally thought that although the textile factory was closed, He Dakui, as the director of the factory, must be a good mix, but he didn't expect Ding Changsheng to inquire about it, and it took a long time to find He Dakui's home, in a very dilapidated community, the unit on the second floor, two bedrooms and one living room, and three generations of a family lived here, which was very crowded.

"Director Ding, why are you here, it's hard to find this place, right?" Lao He said and let Ding Changsheng into the house.

This is a very old unit design, probably the batch of houses built in the 80s of the last century, with two bedrooms facing the sun, a kitchen and toilet to the north, and a living room in the middle, and the living room in the middle needs to be lit to see more clearly.

Lao He's wife is sick and has been bedridden for a long time, so the smell in the house is not very good, as soon as Ding Changsheng entered the door, He Dakui closed the bedroom door.

"Uncle He, I really don't know, you, actually live in such a house?" Ding Changsheng was ashamed from the bottom of his heart, thinking of the purpose of his coming, he really didn't know how to say it.

"Don't, let's call me He Dakui, I can't afford to treat you Uncle He, I know what you mean, let's say, it's still a matter of the textile factory, right?" He Dakui is so shrewd, as soon as he sees Ding Changsheng, he knows that he is here for the textile factory.

"Director He, I'll still call you Director He, in a situation like yours, how many people are still like this in the textile factory?" Ding Changsheng asked.

"Well, you also see, in fact, this is the dormitory of the textile factory, where the old workers of the textile factory live in the older generation, they are all old, the children have the ability to go out and buy a house, and those who are not able to squeeze together with the elderly, you look at this downstairs, there are illegal buildings everywhere, there are people living in it, when it rains, these small houses will be flooded, alas, if you can afford to buy a house, who will live here, to digress, if there is a fire, fire trucks can't get in." He returned to the house and pointed to the houses of different heights downstairs.

"It seems that your life is indeed very difficult." Ding Changsheng sighed.

"Director Ding, in fact, we don't want to make trouble for the government, but we have to give us what we deserve, like me, I am also a factory director, but since the factory is gone, I have no money, and now I have no money for medical treatment, and my life is not settled, all of them are children to help a little, my wife is sick in bed all the year round, there is no way." What He Dakui said made Ding Changsheng sigh.

"Yes, the government should solve this problem first, otherwise, it can't be done, so let's do it, Director He, you can count it in the past few days to see how many people want to solve this problem, seek truth from facts, I will fight for you at the meeting, but what the result is, I really dare not say." Ding Changsheng frowned.

"I know, but the statistical results have been reported countless times, and this time I won't write anymore, there are no dead people during this time, it should be the same number as last time."

"Well, maybe you also know, the government wants to develop this land, and you also know the background of this boss, so I hope you can consider it and see if you can use other means to fight for your welfare?" Ding Changsheng pondered.

"Director Ding, I see that you are a leader, so I told you so calmly, and I also inquired, did our Huzhou boss Hua be arrested? I heard that he offended the son of the secretary of the provincial party committee, right, isn't it that Boss Hua wants to make less money and subsidize us old workers in textile factories? Splash dirty water on people and wear hats, I know their tricks, alas, these days, there are not many good people, let's die one less." He Dakui said helplessly.

Ding Changsheng didn't take this stubble, in fact, he was also worried about Hua Jincheng, but he had just dealt with his own affairs in the past few days, and he really had to contact Chenggong in the next step to see if he could meet Hua Jincheng, and he didn't know how Hua Jincheng was tortured.

Taking advantage of He Dakui's efforts to pour water for him, Ding Changsheng took out all the money on his body and stuffed it into the crack of the sofa, stayed for a while and left, about the forced demolition, Ding Changsheng still didn't say it, although this is a secret that can't be hidden, but it is a violation of the law to say it himself.

Ding Changsheng turned around a few times, made sure that there was no tail behind him, and took a taxi to Lan Xiaoshan's original old house, where Yuwen Lingzhi's mother and daughter lived, Ding Changsheng never had time to transfer them, and when he heard someone knocking on the door, Yuwen Lingzhi looked out from the cat's eye very carefully, and saw that it was Ding Changsheng, so he opened the door and let him in, at this time Yan Peigong had not yet arrived.

"You're okay, I'm worried about death these days." Yuwen Lingzhi ignored the fact that her daughter was behind her, and suddenly fell into Ding Changsheng's arms, which made Ding Changsheng feel a little embarrassed, but Qi Zhuyun looked at the scene and returned to the room very sensibly.

"It's okay, it's just that there was a little problem during this time, but it's all settled, don't worry, I'll find a new place for you to live in a few days, and I'll move soon." After Ding Changsheng finished speaking, he hugged Yuwen Lingzhi to the sofa, and Yuwen Lingzhi was still snuggled up to Ding Changsheng.

She was even more dissatisfied with her mother Yuwen Lingzhi, who kept saying that she would marry Ding Changsheng, but until now she is still unclear with Ding Changsheng, doing that shameless thing in front of herself, how can she be embarrassed, isn't this robbing a man with her mother?

It can be expected that even if she is married to this man, her mother will not completely break off the relationship with him, thinking about this, thinking about her fate, Qi Zhuyun is going crazy, but the suppressed voice from the living room made her heart beat faster, her face was red, and she walked behind the door, and there was an urge to open the door and take a look.