Chapter 66: The quality of resettlement housing does not meet the standards (3)
"How much is your property management fee?"
"Two dollars and eighty cents."
"How much?" Tian Jun couldn't help it and cursed directly, "Isn't this just robbery?"
Two yuan and eighty cents isn't exactly expensive, but this is resettlement housing after all! It's certainly a bit high. Furthermore, this isn't the provincial capital, this is Haibei City. Even in the city, the average property fee is just over one yuan per square meter.
"yes!"
Mr. Wu echoed, "That's why we don't pay. And the property management doesn't do any work. You can come and see in spring and summer. The community is overgrown with weeds, and the trees are full of caterpillars."
"Let's not talk about that."
Jiang Ningyue continued, "Besides the leaking roof and the elevator, are there any other problems?"
"There are many. Although our complex has an underground garage, it's always closed and closed. When I asked the management why, they said it hadn't been handed over yet. The drainage in the complex is also terrible. During the rainy season, the water can't be drained for ten days or half a month. When I asked the management, they said the complex's rainwater pipes aren't connected to the main municipal pipeline. Oh, this complex, let me be honest, is just a tool for certain leaders to make money!"
Jiang Ningyue nodded after hearing this and asked Tian Jun to take some shots. "Let's go, Mr. Wu, to the next one."
Afterwards, the three of them reached the top floor, the 28th floor, where the situation was even more serious. The entire roof seemed to be leaking, and the lampshades of the decorative lights had been removed.
"Look at our house."
Mr. Zhang pointed at the roof and said, "When it rains, our house is like a waterfall! There's no place that doesn't leak. I'd say, even if the building wasn't waterproof, it wouldn't leak this much. During the rainy season, even our old man's bedroom leaks like crazy, and there's always someone lying on the bed. He's over 80 years old and he curls up on the sofa every day..."
Mr. Zhang's situation was indeed even worse than Mr. Wu's. Besides the extensive leaks in the living room, several other rooms, including the bedroom and kitchen, were also affected. In Mr. Zhang's second bedroom, the paint on one wall had completely peeled off.
There are also large areas of blisters on the floor of the house.
It's really horrible.
Afterwards, Jiang Ningyue and Tian Jun visited several communities with different leaks and found that the problem of roof leakage was indeed widespread in the community.
At the same time, during this year's typhoon rain season, large areas of the walls of several buildings fell off, exposing the insulation layer inside.
Jiang Ningyue and Tian Jun went to the property management company of the community to find out the situation.
The property building was a small three-story building in the residential complex, and both sides of the ground floor had been sold as ground floor shops. When Jiang Ningyue climbed to the third floor and saw the interior decoration design from the 1980s, she couldn't help but sigh.
The property company staff looked at Jiang Ningyue in confusion. She felt that this person looked familiar, but she couldn't figure out who it was.
"Hello, I'm Jiang Ningyue, a reporter from the provincial TV station. Is your manager here?"
"Provincial TV reporter?"
"Jiang Ningyue?"
Jiang Ningyue is currently very famous in Haizhou, comparable to an ordinary big star.
However, it is not a happy thing for such a big star to come to your community with cameramen.
The two property management staff were startled and quickly called their manager. Not long after, the property manager came running over.
The property manager was a middle-aged man with a thin body and sparse hair. He ran up panting and sweating profusely in the cold weather.
"Hello, reporter Jiang. I'm the property manager of Xiangheyuan Community. My last name is Zhang."
"Hello, Manager Zhang."
Jiang Ningyue quietly turned on the hidden camera and asked, "Shall we find a meeting room or something to chat?"
"Okay, okay."
Several people came to the property's office. Although the place was large, it was still unfinished, with just a cement floor and large white walls.
Jiang Ningyue sat on a red folding chair, while Tian Jun sat on the sofa next to them. Manager Zhang attentively brought two bottles of mineral water to them.
"Manager Zhang, please take a seat. We can just chat for a few minutes."
Jiang Ningyue said with a smile, "There are no outsiders here, I hope you can be honest."
"Okay, okay." Manager Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't dare sit next to Jiang Ningyue, so he sat a little further away from her. "Reporter Jiang, please tell us what you want to know. We will tell you everything we know."
"Well, actually, this matter has little to do with our property."
Jiang Ningyue thought for a moment and said, "Many residents have reported to our column that the leaking situation in our community is particularly serious."
"right."
Manager Zhang sighed, "Actually, our property management company is also worried about this."
"Logically, the community is less than six years old, so the developer should be responsible."
“Yeah, but the developer doesn’t care.”
Manager Zhang hadn't dared to tell anyone else these words, but now that he had someone to confide in, he threw them all at Jiang Ningyue. "I'm not afraid to tell you. The developer of this resettlement housing is the brother-in-law of our previous district secretary, Jiang Liancheng. When we reported it to them, they said it was resettlement housing and there was no warranty."
"Is he his brother-in-law?"
Jiang Ningyue couldn't help but sneer after hearing this, "Then can the quality of this house be good?"
"Who says it isn't?"
Manager Zhang shook his head and said, "This community is full of problems, and our property management company can't do anything about it. Since the rainy season last year, a group of people came to our property management company to fight! They also asked us to pay for their furniture."
"And this elevator. I wonder if the residents have told you that it breaks down every few days. Why? Because it's second-hand. Except for the new elevator car, everything else is old, disassembled and reassembled. We asked the elevator company to repair it, but they refused to acknowledge it."
Jiang Ningyue was shocked. She had expected the elevator to be of poor quality, but she hadn't expected it to be a second-hand rebuilt one. "Is this legal?"
"Is it legal? Aren't they the law in the Plains?"
Manager Zhang picked up the cigarette on the table and tried to light it, but put it down when he saw Jiang Ningyue. "I'm not afraid to tell you, Jiang Liancheng got a promotion this year and became the Vice Chairman of the Haibei Municipal CPPCC. He has connections up there, not only in Pingyuan District, but also in Haibei City."
Manager Zhang raised his thumb and continued, "How many times have the people of Xianghe Homeland petitioned the authorities? Has it been effective? How many times have they reported to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection under their real names..."
Afterwards, Manager Zhang said some words that could not be broadcast, and Jiang Ningyue could only smile.
This skill of 'knowing everything' is a little too useful, it's too revealing.
While Manager Zhang was drinking water, Jiang Ningyue quickly changed the subject, "So, regarding this situation in the community, does the property management have any solutions?"
"There's nothing we can do," Manager Zhang said, waving his hands. "To be honest with you, Reporter Jiang, our property management company is ready to withdraw. We can't continue. We're paying out 200,000 or 300,000 yuan in salaries every month, but we can't even collect the money. What should we do? Do charity?"
After leaving the property management building, Jiang Ningyue said, "Brother Jun, when you edit the footage, remember to blur out Manager Zhang and add a voice changer. If possible, it would be best if his scene only flashes by, and then insert other empty shots."
"Yeah, no problem."
Tian Jun nodded and lit a cigarette. "Call Director Chen now and report the situation. I'll think about what to do next."
"good."
Jiang Ningyue walked to a deserted corner, called Director Chen, and reported the situation on the scene. Director Chen listened and asked, "Got it, come back."
“Aren’t you going to the district government or the municipal government?”
"I advise you not to go. If you must ask, just talk about the leaking situation alone. It's best to just do a phone interview."
"Okay, Director. I understand."
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