After Shi Qinghuan returned home from work at about 11 o'clock at noon, he saw that the family courtyard was also very lively, and it seemed that the room division index affected the hearts of many people.

But when she thought of the housing conditions of this era, she was relieved, but none of this had anything to do with her, so she walked directly upstairs.

When she got home, she didn't rush to the kitchen to make lunch, but went to the window and opened it to look at the building opposite, which had been capped.

Seeing that the building was very new, she couldn't tell that there had been a fire at all, and somehow she suddenly had a feeling that things were wrong.

But the feeling came and went quickly, and she quickly collected her mood and went to the kitchen to make lunch.

When she was ready to eat lunch, she heard a knock on the door, and she had to put down the chopsticks in her hand and go to the door to open the door.

When she opened the door, she saw Wang Ailan standing at the door of her house, and she said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang is here, come into the house and sit." ”

Wang Ailan didn't rush into the house after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, but asked Shi Qinghuan, "Have you eaten?" ”

"I'm about to eat, but I can talk while I eat."

"Okay." After Wang Ailan finished speaking, she walked towards the group leader.

When she entered the house, she saw a bowl of mush-like things on the table, so she asked Shi Qinghuan, "What are you cooking?" How does it look like mush? ”

"It's not mush, it's oatmeal, I feel a little sick to my stomach in the last two days, so I'm going to eat something to nourish my stomach."

"Upset stomach? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

"No, I just eat too spicy, and I'll be fine after two days."

"That's good."

After Shi Qinghuan heard Wang Ailan's words, she saw that Wang Ailan didn't take the initiative to mention what she came to her for, she knew that Wang Ailan must be embarrassed to speak, so she took the initiative to ask Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, is there something you came to me for?" ”

"Actually...... Actually, I came to you for the housing index. ”

"Housing indicators? Don't you already have a house? ”

"I want to get a housing index for your brother An Zi, so that he will have less pressure after marriage."

Shi Qinghuan couldn't help frowning after hearing Wang Ailan's words, because there was no hope for Guan An to get the housing index at all.

Thinking of this, he said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, don't dislike me for speaking ugly, I don't think Brother An Zi has any hope this time."

Not to mention that so many people are staring at the housing distribution index, just because An Zige's work unit is not a research institute, he has lost his strong competitiveness. ”

"I knew that I wouldn't have dared to think of it if the housing quota was already allocated to the people of the research institute alone, but I heard that the research institute would divide two indicators to the soap processing factory, so I moved my mind."

Shi Qinghuan instantly understood after hearing Wang Ailan's words, but what does this have to do with her? She's not the one in charge of the sub-indicators.

Thinking of this, she asked Wang Ailan directly, "Does this have anything to do with me?" ”

"Yes."

"What's the relationship?"

"I've heard that some of the people in the hospital who contributed the most will vote anonymously."

"And this?"

"Well, because the competition is too fierce this time, the hospital came up with this method."

Shi Qinghuan was a little speechless after hearing Wang Ailan's words, because she had only heard of distributing the house to the person who contributed the most, and had never heard of the person who made the big contribution voting for the house to be assigned to.

I don't know which clever one came up with a strange method, I really admire it.