Steel rolling mill union office.
The homeless Li Feng came here after wandering around.
"No need to hold meetings, no need to write approval documents, no need to write reports, what kind of magical day is this?"
My legs were crossed on the empty table at the end, and I was about to doze off due to the sun. Li Feng felt like he could just have another dog's tail grass in his mouth. He was hanging out with a group of trade union committee members who were almost dead. This was not a detour he had made for 30 years.
Compared with the Transportation Department, this place is too leisurely. Maybe the union members understand these old bones who are about to retire, and they can still come to work. Maybe it is too boring to stay at home.
The east has long families and the west has short families. I don’t know which factory in XC District is doing something, but I don’t know which Little Foot Detective Team I heard the news from.
"It's strange. There are so many letters in the mailbox today. I'm exhausted."
Zuo Daguo, a life committee member who is over fifty years old, has wrinkles on his face. Covered with beads of sweat, he held a bamboo frame in his arms. It looked like it was used in the workshop to hold parts. He didn't know where he borrowed it from. It was already filled with dark brown envelopes.
"Lao Zuo, I said you wandered around for a long time, but no one was there, and I thought you had gone somewhere to hide and relax."
Sister Wei, who was knitting, pulled out a long wooden needle. , wiped it on the bun, and teased the tired and panting Committee Member Zuo.
"I can't stand it anymore. I can't stand it anymore. I can't bear to carry this thing to my waist. Where can I go to hide for leisure?"
"Hey, Vice Chairman Li"
p>While complaining and beating his lower back, only then did Lao Zuo see the young man lying on his desk. He nodded and said hello, as if this young man was not the same as before. What a difference.
"Hurry up and put it down, take a drink of water, what's going on, which workshop it's from, what's the problem, why are there so many mailboxes"
A group of idle people are panicking with nothing to do. The man looked at the small bamboo frame, moved forward with interest, picked up the top envelope, and looked at both front and back, but it seemed that the covers were both blank.
"What a shame, it's not in the same mailbox. The mailboxes in several workshops are all full. Fortunately, I went to collect them. This one can't fit in, so people just put them on top of the mailboxes."
After resting for a while and calming down a little, Committee Member Zuo couldn't help but complain.
"Looking at the bright side, maybe it's not a bad thing. It may be that the blind date held by Sister Wei was very effective and helped single young people solve their marriage and love problems. Where is the thank you letter written by someone"
Commissioner Chen, who was in charge of production, was in the same state as Li Feng at this time. He was holding the chess book in his left hand and studying the round sky and the square place. He couldn't help but interjected.
"Old Chen, don't be poor like me. Quickly put down your baby bump and come and see it together. Lao Zuo alone won't be able to finish it until tomorrow."
Listening to Committee Member Zuo's teasing, Old Chen reluctantly put down the chess book in his hand, glanced at Vice Chairman Li who was still clearing his mind, and walked over slowly.
"Hello, respected trade union leader, I am Zhao Laoshun from the third workshop. I have worked in the factory for twenty-six years. I live in Dier Hutong with a tile-roofed house. Due to family difficulties, the house is in disrepair. The walls are sinking and there are cracks, and the roof leaks every time it rains, making it dangerous to live in. On the other hand, the number of people in the family has increased to five, and three generations cannot live in it at all. I would like to ask when the completed family building will be divided into rooms."
Sister Wei took the lead in opening one letter. After opening it, she read it out slowly, with a pause in the middle. She seemed to be recalling who Zhao Laoshun was.
“Oh my god, what’s going on with this lucky move? There’s no name on the envelope, it’s just written on the inside. Is this an anonymous letter or a real-name letter? House allocation, I still want to know. There’s nothing on it. "Say, who am I going to ask?"
Sister Wei scratched her scalp and looked at the record book of registered letters with a confused look on her face. She was hesitant to fill it in, but it was a question of specific responses. She also wanted to I know the answer.
"Well, this is my job, too. Qin Huairu in the first workshop, her husband is that Jia Dongxu, tsk tsk, she also wrote it, do you want to read it to you?" Lao Chen casually twitched, and unexpectedly Winning the jackpot, I got Widow Qin.
Vice Chairman Li, who had closed his eyes to rest, finally moved his eyelids.
"Hey, this is a rare thing. As far as I know, she doesn't seem to know a few Chinese characters, but she can still write letters."
Li Feng looked at Old Chen with interest The letter in his hand was pointed with his finger, indicating that he should read it quickly.
"Ahem"
"Steel rolling mill leaders, please ask you something. When the family buildings are allocated, can apprentices apply? My husband is Jia Dongxu, and my father-in-law It’s Jia Qiang, who has passed away. Now our family of five is crowded into a small house in Nanluogu Lane, and this gong is written wrong.”
“Hurry, don’t delay”
< p> "Okay, let me continue. We live in poverty. We have three children, the youngest has just given birth, and a frail and sick mother-in-law. They all rely on my salary of 17.5 yuan a month to support us. It is indeed difficult to live in the house. It’s too young, please ask the leader, even if it’s on the first floor.”“It’s all starting to happen.” Li Feng blinked and looked at Lao Chen.
"No, that's it. This is indeed Yi Zhonghai. A family of four is now counting on this one widow. Tsk tsk, Xiaowei, help me register and record it in the real name letter."
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Lao Chen shrugged his shoulders, quickly opened a letter, and put Qin Huairu's letter aside. Now that there was no news at all, she asked for the first floor, thinking that the labor union was the logistics department.
“This is the letter from the first branch factory. It’s so far away that I can’t go to work. They also want to get involved in the main factory’s house.” Committee member Xiong, who is in charge of publicity, He pushed up the temples of his glasses and twitched the corners of his mouth.
“Don’t worry about the one from the first branch. I split two parts here, both of them belong to the third factory. They also said that the land belongs to the third factory. I want to ask if it is the house that belongs to the third factory. Distributed to people in the third factory." Comrade Zuo was also a little bit dumbfounded. The people in front of him responded withWhy is something big happening? I didn't expect it to be all about the house.
“Why do so many people care about this? Don’t they already have houses in the factory? If we solve their problems one by one, I think we will have to build dozens of houses.”
< p>Sister Wei looked a little ugly. She looked at the basket full of letters and looked at Vice Chairman Li who was watching a show, trying to get him to think about something."Well, you should read the letter or not. Whether it can be solved is a matter of ability, and whether it is read or not is a matter of attitude. Since people from the National People's Congress who don't know a few characters have accumulated so many words, if If you don’t even read it, do you feel sorry for other people’s hard work?”
Li Feng looked at the pile of letters, his eyes fixed, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, what is supposed to come will always come, this letter must be read, not only for yourself, but also You have to put up a list for people to see.
"How about you go to the logistics office and ask, if you know when it will be distributed, you can put a notice directly at the gate, which will save you the need to go back and visit each one." Commissioner Xiong was quite troubled. It's not troublesome. If I had to return visits one by one, just like what Xiao Wei said, there would be too many things.
"Very good, Commissioner Xiong, please come and make a trip. In my current situation, it is not convenient for me to come forward." Vice Chairman Li raised his eyebrows at Commissioner Xiong and signaled him with a knowing look. Go and ask around.
“Hey, I don’t think we need to think about it. There are more than 10,000 people and 400 houses. This is not a matter of cutting watermelons. I think there is probably no trace of it.”
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