Chapter 149: Stairs (1)
I found that this Xuanqing real person is very similar to Ye Qing. They will save people, but they don't mind the lives and deaths of others.
Chen Yihan had nothing to do with Xuanqing Zhenren. After Xuanqing Zhenren finished talking to us, he left leisurely, and he didn't look at Chen Yihan Tieqing's face.
Zhang Jiaxin was sent away by Chen Yihan in an ambulance. He didn't say a word and left.
Guo Yujie and I stared wide-eyed.
"It's like a dream." Guo Yujie said.
I echoed approvingly: "yes, it's like a dream." β
"And what about this house?" Guo Yujie didn't say that she was talking about work.
"Compared to this house, Aoba's house is more troublesome, right?" I rubbed the corner of my forehead.
Guo Yujie shuddered, "I can't dismantle it, I can't really die when I demolish it, right?" β
"Maybe." I believe what Xuan Qing Zhenren said, but I can't stop it from happening, the demolition and Ye Qing causing the death of others.
Guo Yujie was depressed.
The two of us went back to the office and told the skinny man about it.
The thin man patted his thigh, "This thing is amazing." That Xuanqing real person is so powerful, why don't you solve the matter of Aoba? β
"He can't help it. In his words, he didn't have that fate. I sighed.
The fat man said: "Xuanqing Zhenren said that Brother Qi, you are blessed or something, don't worry too much." We must all be able to be peaceful, at most there is no danger. β
"If you want to say that stopping the demolition will kill people, it won't die on our heads, right?" The thin man analyzed, "The person who made the decision has to die before it is possible to stop the demolition." β
"Could it be that Old Yu?" Guo Yujie interjected.
"The demolition was not decided by Yu Lao." The thin man pouted.
"But they know about Ye Qing, if one or two of them die, the rest of them won't go crazy?" I followed Guo Yujie's train of thought and said a possibility.
The more I thought about it, the more I thought it was very likely.
If this matter can be controlled by Ye Qing, he should kill people like Yu Xinrong, and the other big leaders behind the scenes of the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau must do everything they can to stop the demolition project in order to survive.
Suddenly, five heads bobbing up and down appeared in the office.
"Your uncle, you should persuade more." I said to Chen Xiaoqiu, in an awkward tone.
I can understand Chen Yihan's unhappiness. Chen Xiaoqiu is a good Miss Chen family, working at the grassroots level can be said to be exercise, or it can be said to be distracted, if you want to kill yourself by mistake, how can the Chen family be happy?
Chen Xiaoqiu was much calmer than Chen Yihan, "I'll tell him." β
"What about Tao Zheng? Shall we talk to him? Guo Yujie asked.
"I don't see it. Aoba didn't let us do this, so let's not meddle with it. In the words of the real man, this has nothing to do with us. The thin man dragged out his voice.
I think Tao Zheng's sudden departure abroad is very problematic. Tao Zheng or Peng Dongyuan probably sensed something, so they fled. I don't know if it's useful to run out of the country. Foreign countries should not pay attention to such things as accumulating yin virtue. The power of this conjugating yin basin does not know whether it is territorial or human.
My mind drifted away.
"Brother Qi, what's on your head?" The thin man said suddenly.
I came back to my senses, touched my head, spread out my hand to see, there were a few white hairs on my hands, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, "It seems to be the hair on the dust." Xuan Qing real person patted me on the head. β
"Do you have an enlightenment?" The thin man asked sheepishly.
I pushed away his face, "How old am I, and I'm still open?" β
"No, it's the enlightenment." The thin man squeezed his eyebrows.
I think that after the thin man gets old, he may be similar to Xuanqing Zhenren, they are all old and not serious.
"I don't feel it. He just patted me casually, have you seen too much? I patted the skinny man on the head, "Go to work." β
"Actually, we don't have any jobs anymore. The six villages of workers and peasants are much more relaxed than those of other communities. Other groups are still doing ideological work. The thin man stretched.
It is very difficult for thousands of households and tens of thousands of people in a community to have a unified idea of demolition and relocation, and the demolition and relocation office will encounter many obstacles when it comes to doing its work. Especially in this kind of old community, the property owner is the elderly, and it is necessary to take into account the views of the children in the family, and some of the original property owners are deceased, and the house has become an inheritance, which has not been divided, so it is even more difficult to mediate.
Before we joined the Demolition and Relocation Office, we received job training and heard about many cases. I remember one family, the old man died, the five children in the family had their own opinions, every week to the demolition and relocation office to quarrel, quarrel for more than half a year, the contract was signed and destroyed, the demolition and relocation office dealt with them, took out the general compensation agreement, let them decide how to distribute it internally. The siblings went to court, and the lawsuit lasted for two years, and the two compensated houses were all filled in the legal fees.
The old leadership decided to mediate before the demolition so that the masses could avoid this senseless consumption. The leaders above thought that this kind of preparatory work could not be included in the work schedule at all, and when the time came, the demolition rate of 100% in three months would be completed, what a beautiful political achievement. In fact, the whole process took more than three years.
I glanced at the thin man, "They're doing ideological work for people, and we're going to do ideological work for ghosts." β
The thin man had nothing to say, with an expression of "you said so reasonably", and then put on a bitter gourd face.
"The big head is solved, and you should also pay attention to other households, especially those who have many children in the family and have fierce family conflicts, you must focus on tracking." I took out the leader's style.
The four of them nodded in unison.
When I got home from work, I cared about my sister's studies.
The 18th Middle School destroyed a teaching building, and the first and second years of high school could only borrow the campus of a teacher training school in the district. The teaching building of the third year of high school is fine, but there is a big fire, the Education Bureau and parents are very concerned, and the 18th middle school borrowed the teaching building of a cram school as a class location. My sister spends more time commuting to and from school every day, but without the shadow of the fire, she is still in a good mood.
"I'm wearing the amulet my brother gave, don't worry. Is this blessed learning? My sister pulled out Aoba's amulet from her collar.
"It's useless to study, you study your own, just don't be affected by this thing." I sandwiched a chicken leg for my sister, "Eat more, and be healthy." β
"Brother, why do you look like an old mother?" My sister laughed.
The real old mother immediately coughed beside her.
The younger sister put down the chopsticks, hugged her mother's arm and said a few coquettish words, and the mother and daughter both smiled.
I was in a relaxed mood, I had eaten too much of this meal, and when I went to bed at night, I panicked and turned over in bed a few times before falling asleep.
After falling asleep in a daze, I heard a shout.
"Tang Tang, come out and play!"
Squeak
The door in front of him opened, and a tiger-headed little boy came out from behind the door, "I'm coming!" What are we going to play? β
"Let's go play with Xiaohu. He has a puppy at home. β
"Really?" I looked at the tiger head and tiger brain, the big eyes of the children who should be called Xiaohu lit up, jumped up and ran out of shoes, closed the door, and locked the door with the key hanging around his neck.
Thundered!
A thunderclap exploded in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the storm changed, and it rained heavily outside.
Tang Tang, who was standing at the entrance of the building, was stunned and said in frustration: "It's raining." β
"Well, it's raining."
"I can't go out when it's raining, or my mom will beat me."
"Then let's go to your house and play the game console."
"Let's see who goes up first, rock-paper-scissors, and the winner goes one square." Tang Tang's eyes rolled and he pointed to the steps, "Those who arrive first use Azare, and those who lose can't choose Azare." β
"Isn't it one person who uses AzarΓ© once?"
"There can only be one person with AzarΓ© today."
"Okay."
In the dimly lit aisle, two small hands gestured with rock-paper-scissors and moved up one grid at a time.