Chapter 897: Room Allocation
After a long silence, the old man opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him with a worried yet sharp look:
"Lu Feng, she is an excellent and good child. She should not be harmed, let alone become a victim."
"Yes, so I will control the scale."
Xi Lufeng stood by the window, adjusting his shirt cufflinks.
His eyes unconsciously focused on a place downstairs, and he paused slightly.
It's almost time for lunch.
The woman took her assistant through the inner courtyard of the building and headed towards the cafeteria.
The plain long gown incorporating oriental craftsmanship made her look like a magnolia in the wind as she walked.
I met a familiar female translator on the way, and we stood under a tree and started chatting and laughing.
As if surprised by the woman's unique dress, the translators held her hands and took turns looking at her from beginning to end.
Xi Lufeng could even guess what those people were talking about.
It's nothing more than good-looking and really good-looking.
really.
His eyes were deep, but he smiled modestly. He turned around and added belatedly:
"Please rest assured."
The old man waved his hands tiredly:
"...Go ahead and get busy. I'll take care of the rest."
"yes."
…
Apart from handling daily work, Lu Miao spends the rest of his time in the editing department.
After squatting for about a week, I finally finished cutting the straps of the cheongsam, but it took one second longer.
I'm not bragging about Lu Miao, but this part of the content is so seamless that it really makes people reluctant to cut any more.
The comrades in the editing department also unanimously agreed that if they cut any more, it would no longer have the same flavor.
Fortunately, the front part can still be adjusted, it's just a little troublesome.
So, another week passed after the splicing and adjustment, and Lu Miao finally got the complete version of the tape.
He paid for it out of his own pocket and asked Yu Hong to take two young comrades to buy two boxes of iced soda and send them to the editing department.
Lu Miao first watched the tape on the big screen in the screening room, and after making sure that there was no problem, he invited Minister Zhan to review it again.
After Minister Zhan nodded, her work for this period was officially completed.
"Your content is very original, the visual transitions are great, and the concept is great. Thank you for your hard work during this period."
Minister Zhan praised generously, and then said:
"Give me the videotape now. Go back and have a good rest for the next two days. I'll have new arrangements for you when you come back in a couple of days."
Lu Miao took out the videotape from the projection equipment, put it in a box, and handed it to Minister Zhan with a wink.
"Two days off in one go? That's so good?"
Minister Zhan laughed, "You think it's too much? One day is fine."
"What did you say just now? It's vacation time, right?"
Lu Miao pretended not to hear and immediately turned around:
"Then I have to quickly finish the remaining trivial tasks. Minister, I'll be leaving first!"
Lu Miao ran away.
Only Minister Zhan was left standing at the door of the screening room, shaking his head and laughing out loud.
After a while, the laughter died down. Minister Zhan looked at the videotape, then returned to his office on the fourth floor and made a phone call:
"This is Zhan Xinhou, Director of the International Information Department of the British News Agency. Please transfer the call to the Foreign Affairs Counselor."
…
Lu Miao finished his work and left work a few minutes early in the afternoon.
When I was on the bus home and just turned out of the alley, I saw several middle-aged men in Zhongshan suits coming out of her house with briefcases in their hands.
She stood aside to avoid the others, and after they left, she went into the yard and asked:
"Who just arrived?"
Lu Yuanzheng was at home at this hour, which was rare. He heard the words and replied:
"I'm from the government. I'm here for housing."
"What room?"
Lu Miao was confused.
"Isn't your father originally from here? We have a house in Beijing North. When your father recovered, he didn't ask the government to allocate him a house."
Tang Mei poured her a cup of cold tea and explained with a smile:
"This matter was originally in the past. Recently, Chongwenmen said they would demolish the old houses and build new buildings. The higher-ups heard the news and were worried that your father would have nowhere to live, so they came to inquire and intercede. They are willing to allocate another apartment for your father."
"So what do we say now? Do we want it?"
Lu Miao nodded, his eyes darting back and forth as he asked:
"If the house over there in Chongwenmen is ours, then we should get a subsidy if we sell it, right?"
Tang Mei raised her chin towards Lu Yuanzheng:
"You'll have to ask your dad. I don't understand."
Lu Miao just looked at Lu Yuanzheng.
Lu Yuanzheng was concentrating on teasing Xiao Baichuan. He took a moment to glance up at Lu Miao and said:
"During the demolition period, we will provide a 15 yuan monthly subsidy for resettlement. When the new building is built, we will be given four apartments."
Lu Miao was a little surprised:
"Give so many points?"
The compensation for demolition in this era is still quite good.
Lu Yuanzheng glanced at her and said:
"Our house is a two-story building with good building materials and a large area, so we can divide it this way."
Lu Miao said "Oh" and thought:
"No wonder."
Then he asked:
"What about those people just now? Didn't Auntie say they were coming over to ask for a room?"
"After the demolition, we can get several apartments. It's not easy for the government. I think we should leave that resource to others."
Lu Yuanzheng pondered, looked at Lu Miao and added:
"If you want it, you can have it."
"Yes, of course."
Lu Miao immediately said:
"This is what our family deserves. We didn't steal it from anyone else. Why wouldn't we want it? Did we tell them which courtyard we were getting the share from?"
Lu Yuanzheng shook his head:
"I didn't ask in detail. If I really want to, I'll ask tomorrow."
Lu Miao nodded and said "hmm".
A house is real estate, so there's no harm in taking it.
Although public housing cannot be converted into cash, it can be lived in.
They are now all working in the staffing units.
Although the policies are not perfect, small businesses can still be done for now.
If they really investigate it in the future, we will definitely not be able to do it.
By that time, the large amount of funds that can be mobilized may be the few houses that have been purchased before.
If you want to continue doing compilation work, you have to be more restrained in your actions.
Otherwise, someone will definitely catch you in the act.
Thinking of this, Lu Miao felt instantly under increased pressure.
While there is still a chance, the more money you can make, the better.
She finished her cold tea, took her work bag back to her room, and came out and said:
"I'm going to take a look at the little courtyard over there."
…
During the next two days of rest, Lu Miao stocked the store with sufficient goods, and then came back to check the inventory.
I reported to Matou about the materials I was short of and how much stock I had on hand.
Ask him to help mail two batches of materials over, and the other one will also give him some idea.
Next time the Hong Kong merchant's ship docks, if there is enough food, we in Beijing North can directly deliver the goods to them.
In addition to these things, Lu Miao also took the time to visit the master craftsman from whom he had bought the silk materials.
Considering that she might need it for work in the future, she also bought a lot of other materials that she liked.
In my free time, I like to research horse-faced skirts and other items that can be worn in daily life.
During this period, Fu Jingyou's work also underwent new adjustments.
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