Chapter 65: The quality of resettlement housing does not meet standards (2)



Chapter 65: The quality of resettlement housing does not meet standards (2)

Jiang Ningyue pondered for a moment and interrupted Wu Ming, "Mr. Wu, what you want to say is that the quality of the resettlement housing you are in is very poor?"

"Yes."

Wu Ming nodded and said, "The quality is very poor, extremely poor, even worse than the mud-brick houses in the countryside. The country's demolition policy is a good thing, but how are we supposed to live if they give us houses like this? Reporter Jiang, I don't trust anyone else, I only trust you. I hope you can come to interview us and expose this matter."

"Mr. Wu," Jiang Ningyue pondered for a moment and said, "I know what you want me to expose, and I'm not afraid of such things. However, I hope you won't make it public. Besides you, I hope to find another one, but don't ask for too many, and don't make it public. Otherwise, it's very likely that it won't be broadcast."

Wu Ming also fell silent. "Can you mosaic it?"

Jiang Ningyue suddenly laughed with relief, "Hahahaha, of course."

"Okay." Wu Ming laughed for some reason. "When can you come?"

"Let me make an appointment with the camera teacher first."

Jiang Ningyue hung up the phone and looked up at Tian Jun who was playing with his phone. "Brother Jun, is there anything wrong?"

Tian Jun looked at Jiang Ningyue doubtfully, "It's okay, you want to go out?"

"right."

Jiang Ningyue ran to the workstation next to Tian Jun, pulled herself to sit next to Tian Jun, and whispered, "Brother Jun, this person just called me and said that the quality of their relocation was particularly poor."

"Extremely bad?"

Tian Jun frowned, "Do you think there is corruption here?"

Jiang Ningyue nodded with a serious look on her face.

"Which city?"

"Plain District, Haibei City."

"Haibei..."

Tian Jun thought for a moment and nodded. "First of all, we can't point the finger at the government for this matter. We must point the finger at the construction company."

"clear."

"second."

Tian Jun pointed to Director Chen's office and said, "Go and ask Director Chen for permission. Only go if she agrees to let you shoot. If she doesn't agree, your manuscript will be rejected even if you return."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Jiang Ningyue got up and went to Director Chen's office and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

"director."

Jiang Ningyue walked in and stood in front of Director Chen's desk. "I have a topic I'd like to discuss with you."

Director Chen put down the pen in his hand and smiled doubtfully, "Go ahead."

"It's like this. Just now, a citizen from Haibei City called us..."

Director Chen frowned and said nothing when he heard this.

"Then, Jun Ge meant that this incident was directed at the construction company. My idea was that I would not ask the Haibei Municipal Government about this matter, but directly expose the phenomenon."

Director Chen nodded. "You should go to the scene first and take a look at the situation. Perhaps the locals are exaggerating. As for whether to inquire with the Haibei Municipal Government, we'll see what happens."

"Okay, Director."

Jiang Ningyue left Director Chen's office.

Everyone knows that there must be a lot of shady dealings behind the demolition, but this time, Haibei City has gone too far. If Haizhou TV had directly exposed this matter, who knows what the impact would have been.

At 1 p.m., the two set off for Haibei City.

Haibei City is located north of Donghe City and is closer than Donghe City. The two came to the Xianghe Home Community in Pingyuan District.

The vehicle drove directly into the community, and it could be seen that this was a new community with all the new infrastructure.

In squares and open spaces in residential areas, a large number of elderly people sit on chairs in their homes, basking in the sun and chatting.

After getting off the car, the two found Mr. Wu wearing a mask, sunglasses and a hat.

"Hello Mr. Wu, I'm Jiang Ningyue."

"I know, I know." Mr. Wu smiled. "I often read your news and I know you're a good reporter, so that's why I called you."

"Well, let's go to your house now."

"Okay, okay."

Mr. Wu nodded and took the reporter to Gate 2 of Building 3. On the way, Mr. Wu introduced: "Each building in our Xianghe Home has 28 floors, 5 households per floor, and only two elevators."

Arriving at the building entrance, Mr. Wu pointed at the awning at the corridor entrance and said, "Look at our awning! It's cracked, and concrete blocks have fallen off several times this year. And the corridor next door is about to collapse. And this entrance door is broken, and the intercom is broken too. They installed a security door for us, but it's basically just for show."

Jiang Ningyue observed carefully and found that there was a large crack in the cement door awning. The entire community was obviously new, but it had a shabby feel.

The hallway was also cement-floored and dimly lit. One of the two elevators had a sign saying "Under Maintenance."

"And this elevator, one breaks down almost every month. The left side breaks down first, then the right side. Every time it breaks down, the property management uses our emergency maintenance fund to fix it, and it takes a week to repair it each time."

“Use emergency every time?”

Jiang Ningyue was a little confused.

Commercial housing built after 2000 basically has a "housing maintenance fund" which is deducted from the sale price and used for daily maintenance of the house and renovation of the community.

Currently, Haizhou Province's housing maintenance funds are divided into "special maintenance funds" and "emergency maintenance funds." Special maintenance funds, also known as "big maintenance funds," require signatures from all residents of the residential complex. Emergency maintenance funds, however, require no signatures and only require the signature and seal of the homeowners' committee. In areas without a homeowners' committee, the neighborhood committee will stamp the funds on their behalf.

"Your house is only two years old, don't you have after-sales service?"

"Or say it!"

Mr. Wu sighed and entered the elevator. Jiang Ningyue felt a little uneasy sitting in the trembling elevator. After seeing Mr. Wu press the '13' floor, Jiang Ningyue asked curiously:

"Mr. Wu, you said on the phone that your house is leaking? There's even a problem with the roof?"

"Yes." Wu Ming nodded. "You'll see in a moment that the ceiling we built is about to fall down. During the rainy season, a heavy downpour will even trip the power supply."

"You're not even on the top floor, so how could it be so serious?"

"Oh, the top floor is even more exaggerated, it has become a water curtain cave!"

Jiang Ningyue frowned as she reached the 13th floor. Arriving at Mr. Wu's house, she saw obvious signs of water leakage on the roof. The wall paint had peeled off over a large area, with a circle of pale yellow marks around the peeling paint. Parts of the ceiling had also fallen off.

"We have to shovel these away, otherwise the wall paint would fall off every day!"

"Please describe the leaking situation in your home and the impact it has had on your home."

Mr. Wu sighed. "Do I even need to describe this? My house is leaking! The living room leaks, and when the rainy season comes, I have to set up several basins and buckets around the house. The bedroom leaks too, and it drips on my face when I sleep at night. People say you can't buy a top floor because it leaks. But mine isn't even a top floor! Why is it leaking too?"

Jiang Ningyue nodded, "Maybe the outer wall is leaking, and it's seeping in from the outside wall."

"Yes, that's what the property management said." Mr. Wu Ming nodded.

"Did the property management say what to do?"

"The property management said they need to use Dawei and need to go through the ticket."

Mr. Wu was so angry that he laughed. "Tell me, whose house needs major repairs after just two years of living in the community? We definitely don't agree. If we don't sign, David can't move on, and the house can't be repaired."

Mr. Wu sighed, "Many elderly residents in the community say that life is worse than when they lived in bungalows. Why do you insist on driving us upstairs? Is it just to collect property management fees?"

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