Siheyuan: Pioneer in anti-corruption, fighting against evil!

Lao Yi explained in a panic: "You appointed the three of us personally, how come you don't remember?"

Liu Er and Yan Lao San on the side also quickly agreed.

Director Wang sneered, "I remind you again that the so-called 'manager' status is neither appointed by the government nor elected, but formed spontaneously within the hospital. You are using the official banner, but in fact you are just opinion leaders within the hospital, and you are taking the opportunity to seek personal gain. This is not in line with the rules, and I will not tolerate it."

"Then the manager is elected? I have never heard of this!" A voice in the crowd began to question.

"Yeah, how come such an important thing has never been discussed?"

Director Wang looked around and said, "Everyone has seen this, right? These people who call themselves 'bosses' have no legal status at all. Now, I want you to stop this."

Lao Yi and the other two looked ashen. Director Wang ignored them and turned to Xiaomei in the crowd and shouted, "Xiaomei, move your things away quickly."

A little woman came in response, not dignified but charming. Her every move and every glance moved the men in the yard.

Xiaomei, wearing a gorgeous dress, looked plump and attractive. She walked out of the crowd with tears in her eyes: "Director Wang, my family of five is squeezed into one room, and my child is about to grow up and can't live with us. Can you give us an extra room?"

Director Wang's sympathy was gone. "Xiaomei, I'm not here to bargain, but to give orders. If you keep dragging your feet, I can only follow the rules."

Xiaomei knew that this road was no longer feasible, so she placed her hope on Wang Kun and tried to grab his hand to show her goodwill. Wang Kun decisively slapped her away and said, "Madam, you shouldn't be so frivolous in public places, and you shouldn't just grab a stranger's hand."

Xiaomei stood there in a daze, at a loss. She was used to men's gentleness and indulgence, and had never seen such a resolute attitude.

Giving up was not her style, she thought, as long as I wasn't embarrassed, others would be embarrassed.

Qin Huairu lowered her head and sobbed, seeming to be in deep despair.

This is a classic sad drama.

At this moment, a fat old lady walked out of the crowd. She was fatter than Qin Huairu's mother-in-law Liu Haizhong.

"No one can take away our house!" the old lady said in a strong voice.

Wang Kun didn't know the old lady, but he immediately realized that something was wrong. He said to Director Wang, "It seems like they often do this kind of thing. Director Wang, do you want to make a decision for the people?"

Director Wang smiled awkwardly and said, "She is Qin Huairu's mother-in-law."

Wang Kun cursed in his heart, but smiled and said, "I see. But you say, Qin Huairu's family is really lucky to live in such a good place. It is said that she works in a steel mill and only earns 27.5 yuan a month, but she can still support herself so well. She is really capable!"

When the people around heard this, they all burst into laughter.

Qin Huairu's family was indeed the fattest ones in the courtyard.

Director Wang finally lost his patience: "Zhang Xiaohua, if you continue to make trouble, I will send someone to arrest you."

Although Jia Zhang (Qin Huairu's mother-in-law) was a little scared, she still insisted: "This house was allocated to us at the whole courtyard meeting. Why should we give it to her?"

"Who approved it?" Director Wang asked sternly.

Jia Zhang replied, "It was agreed by the three masters in the courtyard."

This sentence instantly made Yi Zhonghai and the other two look ugly. They were Qin Huairu's backers, and they didn't expect to be directly named at this moment.

Yan Bugui hurriedly defended himself: "Director Wang, this has nothing to do with me."

Liu Haizhong also quickly added: "It has nothing to do with me. It was Lao Yi who asked everyone to vote during the meeting."

Yi Zhonghai was furious. He didn't expect that his two usual friends would show up at this time. "I just saw that their family was in trouble and wanted to help. It was also for the unity of the courtyard."

Director Wang obviously ignored their excuses and said bluntly: "No matter what excuses you give, you must move out as soon as possible. This is a public house and private division is not allowed. If you don't vacate the house, I will treat it as occupying public property."

Qin Huairu had no choice but to prepare to move. Although Yi Zhonghai was unwilling, he still called a few people to help Qin Huairu move and arranged for cleaning.

Director Wang officially announced: "From now on, these two rooms belong to Wang Kun and his sister. No one can have this idea again. Xiao Kun, come over and sign, and the house will be yours."

The inventory listed two beds, a cupboard, a table and three chairs, yet all that was left in the room was a shabby bed.

"Director Wang, are the items on this list public or private? If they are public property, I cannot sign," Wang Kun asked.

Director Wang looked around the room and nodded: "These things have always been in the house and are considered public property. Yi Zhonghai, can you explain why the things in the house are gone?"

Yi Zhonghai looked aggrieved: "I didn't take it."

Director Wang said coldly, "I know you didn't take it, but you asked someone to open the lock, and I want you to take responsibility. I noticed that the remaining bed doesn't look like the original one. Can you tell me where the other things are?"

Everyone knew clearly that all these things were taken away by Qin Huairu's family. However, due to the huge power of Qin Huairu's family, no one dared to speak out.

Director Wang also understood this, but she needed a breakthrough, and Yi Zhonghai was undoubtedly a good choice.

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost ignored this issue. Now it seems that there are quite a few problems in this courtyard, and most of them are related to you." Director Wang said coldly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yi Zhonghai had to explain: "Qinhuai Rujia is in great difficulty. The bed at home is broken. I asked them to borrow this bed temporarily. After all, there is another bed in the room. Wang Kun is a man, so why can't he make do with it?"

Wang Kun smiled bitterly in his heart, not knowing what to say. These items were obviously public property, but you gave them to others without anyone's permission. How could that be justified?

"I don't care what excuse you give. Considering the reputation of your steel mill, I won't investigate further. You can take 100 yuan to the street office as compensation for public property."

One hundred yuan sounds like a lot, but for Yi Zhonghai, who earns ninety-nine yuan a month, it is not difficult to afford. However, he seemed unwilling to accept the offer: "Director Wang, these are the private property of the owner of the house. Even if I took them, they are not public property. What do you think, Wang Kun?"

Yi Zhonghai obviously thought that Wang Kun was easy to deal with, but he didn't know that Wang Kun had already figured it out: "I don't know how to answer. It's either illegal occupation of public property or theft of private property. The final decision will still be made by the police station."

Wang Kun felt a few dissatisfied looks, but he did not back down, "Why, am I wrong?"

Yi Zhihao retorted: "The issues concerning the Siheyuan should be resolved by the people in the courtyard themselves. If the outside world knows about our internal affairs, how can we face others in the future?"

Strangely enough, most people agreed with him.

Wang Jun suddenly realized why this courtyard house had won the title of "Advanced Courtyard House" for many years.

Director Wang said with a sullen face, "According to what you said, our subdistrict office is also an outsider and has no right to interfere in your affairs. Is that what you mean?"

This sounds ridiculous.

No matter how brave Yi Zhihao and the other two were, they did not dare to respond in this way.

"Yi Zhihao, I'll ask you again, do you accept my punishment? If you don't, I'll ask Director Zhang to handle it and sentence you accordingly."

At this point, Yi Zhihao had no choice but to accept it. He said to his wife, "Lanhua, go home and get 100 yuan and give it to Director Wang."

Director Wang took the money, counted it carefully, and then said, "I'll have someone send the receipt over. I'd like to reiterate that the 'manager' in the hospital has not been recognized by the street office and cannot represent the street office."

The old bed in the room looked quite simple, and Wang Jun looked down on it, planning to buy a new one tomorrow.

After everyone left, Wang Jun looked at the empty room and felt a headache. If he wanted to settle down here, he would need too many things.

In terms of furniture alone, you need to buy two beds, two wardrobes, two tables and several chairs.

The kitchen also needs to be equipped with coal stoves, pots, pans, etc.

Bedding, such as quilts, mattresses, etc. are even more essential.

Thinking of this, Wang Jun was a little hesitant and finally decided to use the Five Ghosts Moving Technique. It was not because he was stingy, but the purchase process was too complicated. Not only did he need various bills, but it was also unknown whether he could buy it.

As I was thinking, I felt my clothes being gently pulled. I looked down and saw it was Xue'er.

"Brother, will this be our new home?"

Wang Jun nodded.

"Yes, this will be our new home. The small house next to it will be your room. You can decorate it yourself."

Xue'er smiled brightly, then became a little worried.

"But there is only one bed in the room. What will my brother do if Xue'er uses it?"

He didn't expect that she could still care about him at such a young age. Wang Jun touched Xueer's head with emotion.

"Don't worry, I will take you to buy a bed and a table tomorrow. Then you will have your own bed and table, and you can study in your own room."

"I will study hard."

Let’s talk about buying a bed tomorrow. We’ll just have to make do with it for tonight.

Wang Jun took out his luggage, unfolded his quilt and spread out the bedsheets, and there was nothing else. Thanks to the old village chief's reminder, otherwise he would never have been willing to take these things on the train.

He asked Xue'er to make the bed while he went out to look for food. Although sleeping was okay, eating was not. Especially on the first day of moving in, he should have some delicious food to celebrate. Most importantly, he hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Not far from the courtyard, Wang Jun found a deserted place and took three pounds of pork, some flour and fruit, and prepared to go home. It was not that he didn't want to take more things, but his home did not have the conditions for cooking, and even to cook this meal, he had to borrow someone else's pot.

When I returned to the courtyard, I saw two men arguing, one of whom was staggering, obviously drunk.