Chapter 652: Comparison? What to compare?
Since Xu Damao had someone inform someone about this matter and the Yan family did violate the rules, the office must handle this matter.

Quite formal.

First, they took Yan Jiecheng and his wife to the police station, and then reported the case to the street office to ask how to deal with the matter.

The comrades in the institute did give some leeway on this matter.

After all, if this matter is really handled impartially, Yan Jiecheng and his wife will have to stay in jail for two years.

There were even people who were smart enough to tip off Yan Bugui who was going to the police station to get information, asking him to go to the street to look for someone.
Turn buying into renting.

This time Yan Bugui was really hurt.

It was more than one hundred. Except for the Yi, Liu and He families, Yan Bugui gave real money to other families.

The Yi and Liu families are polite and don't care about that.

The He family, Yan Bugui, did not contact He Yuzhu at all. Of course, He Yuzhu did not sign either.

He Yuzhu didn't know about this at all. As the newcomer to the Guo family, they naturally wouldn't make trouble about it.

Yan Bugui got some advice from a discerning person and went to the street.

There is a lot of flexibility in such trivial matters, and no one on this street dared to give Yan Bugui the green light.

The key point is that Yan Bugui couldn't bear to part with the house.

Someone with good sense in the institute suggested to him whether he should return the house to the institute or let everyone use it together.

But what Yan Bugui wanted was to admit his mistake, and then Yan Jiecheng and his wife could continue to live there.

Nowadays, if the street doesn't know about this kind of thing, they will just pretend to be deaf and dumb and pretend they haven't heard of it.
But since the institute reported the matter to them, it is impossible to solve it in that way.

Money makes cowards brave, but having no money can also make cowards brave.

Reluctant to part with the hundred-plus dollars, Yan Bugui went straight to Director Wang.

"Director Wang, you know my family's situation. There are seven of us living in that one house.

There was really no other way, so I discussed it with the neighbors in the courtyard. Let my eldest son Yan Jiecheng live there for a while, to give them some space for their married life. ..." Yan Bugui's words were as humble as ever, but also had his own cunning.

Director Wang frowned deeply. As a street worker, she was really used to the joys and sorrows of the world.

To be honest, she felt both pity and hatred for people like Yan Bugui.

She knew very well that the living standards of the people in Nanluoguxiang were better than those of most ordinary people in the country.

Even in Nanluoguxiang, the Yan family's living conditions are much better than most families.

If Yan Bugui bought a house outside like He Yuzhu at this time, she could pretend not to know.

Even if someone reported it to her, she would just deal with it briefly and let the matter pass.

But the most troublesome thing about the Yan family's matter is that there are too many people involved.

There are more than 20 households in the whole yard. As long as one of them disagrees with the Yan family, there will be a lot of trouble in the future.

Director Wang looked up at Yan Bugui, and said in a cold voice with a blank expression: "Comrade Yan Bugui, we all have difficulties.

But difficulties are not a reason for you to encroach on public property.

If I could let you off the hook for this matter, please vacate the house immediately, write a letter of apology, and apologize to your neighbors in the yard.

Otherwise, if everyone follows your example and moves into a vacant house just by asking the neighbors, wouldn’t the streets be in chaos? "

There are two points in this matter. One is that this house is indeed shared by all the neighbors in the compound.

Another problem is that the entire yard is public property and the neighbors only have the right to use it but not the right to sell it.

This is why Xu Damao reported the matter to the institute and the institute had to deal with it.

This is why Yan Bugui dared not bring up the matter even though he had the signatures of most of the neighbors in the courtyard. Yan Bugui begged in tears: "Director Wang, if you ask my son Jiecheng to move out, where will he live?"

Director Wang didn't have the patience to argue with him, and he slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Comrade Yan Bugui, do you want me to take you to the dormitory areas of various factories to have a look? There are a lot of couples or even families of three living in the collective dormitories in those places. They can become a home by just pulling up a curtain.

Isn't it difficult for others?

In our street, there are families with three generations of seven or eight people living in an area of ​​more than ten square meters.

Aren’t they in difficult circumstances?
If you and your son work hard and contribute diligently, will your family be left out of the housing distribution?
No matter what, when it comes to giving and making sacrifices, just step back.

When encountering difficulties, they will be the first to jump out and complain.

Are you sorry?

Just now I heard that you were in the big office, comparing with the He family.

You used to be a teacher, how dare you say this?

How much contribution did Comrade He Yuzhu make to society? Outsiders don't know, and you old neighbors don't know.

The things he invented created so much foreign exchange for the country and created so many jobs.

Comrade He Yuzhu has been donating money every day for more than ten years. Do you know how much he has donated?

There are several thousand.

……

Let me tell you clearly, based on Comrade He Yuzhu's contributions, the district and the city considered allocating him a small Western-style building, but Comrade He refused.

Tell me about it yourself.
How dare you say those things?

Let me tell you, Yan Bugui, our subdistrict office serves everyone, not your Yan family.

In this matter, you should either honestly return the house.

Otherwise, let’s just do business.”

Yan Bugui was so angry that his face turned pale. Just now, when he was talking about housing in another office, he complained about the He family living in such a big yard.
But I didn't expect to receive such harsh criticism from Director Wang.

He really didn't understand. Even if He Yuzhu was Director Wang's biological son, Director Wang would not protect him so much.

This is the inside story that Yan Bugui didn't know. Not to mention Yan Bugui, even in the subdistrict office, only Director Wang knew the inside story.

For example, although other people may not know about the affairs of the He’s Trading Company, many people in the upper echelons of the city actually know about it.

Tan Yali, He Daqing, Miss Tan, He Yuzhu, if anyone is interested in exploring the matter, they will eventually be able to find out the truth about this line of things.

But they certainly cannot encourage this matter. After all, the way He Daqing and Tan Yali and her daughter went out was not through formal channels.

But they are not so stupid as to trample He Yuzhu to death over this matter.

From the beginning to now, this line has been doing things that are beneficial to the country and to the city of Beijing.

Therefore, most of the city-level leaders in the city who are qualified to know this line pretend to be ignorant about this matter.

Otherwise, why would He Yuzhu not get promoted just because he said he didn't want to?

In the workplace, this is not something he can just do without.

In other words, a few bigwigs who were qualified to know about this matter couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, so they simply suppressed it.

The key thing is that what He Yuzhu did did not harm the collective, but provided us with an additional channel.

Although this channel is still in its infancy, who knows if it has room to grow?

(End of this chapter)