After a night. Taiwan Novel Network → 𝑡𝑤𝑘𝑎𝑛.𝑐𝑜𝑚 The snow in the backyard has not yet melted away and is covered by a new snowfall. Early in the morning, Chen Qi and Gong Xue did not bother anyone else. They took the shovel to clear the road themselves. After shoveling for a while, he huffed and puffed tiredly. Seeing that his wife was doing well, he said curiously: "You are not tired7" "I'm used to sweeping snow every year, but you haven't done it before?" "I've never done any heavy work." "Hey, you pampered young master, just rest and let me do it." Gong Xue continued to shovel the snow. She had been in the countryside and served as a soldier, and she was a serious worker. Chen Qi was a little ashamed. How could such a dignified man do anything? He had to do something! "Zhao Yan? Come on, help sweep away the snow!" "Okay!" The chief of the security department, a department-level cadre, came to help with a big shovel. He even came out of the army, so he was very good at this job. He could even use the shovel to create afterimages. As he was working, he said: "Teacher Chen, can our house come down as scheduled?" "No problem!"
"Then we can rest assured. There is such a big commotion at Beijing Film Studio, and we are really a little scared." "No way, you can't beat those workers?" "How can Chairman Mao's soldiers attack the masses! We are just afraid of losing our house. We are now well-paid, have enough time, and are introducing partners to each of our families. Don't we also have to think about marriage? Among these eight people, Zhao Yan was the oldest. He was married once and his wife died of illness. The other seven are all young people. The snow was shoveled quickly. Chen Qi got excited and swept the corridor again with a broom, as if he had done all the work himself and devoured the fruits of the working people. He looked at the courtyard. The branches of the pomegranate tree were weighed down by snow, the flowers in the corners were covered with silver frost, and ice skates hung from the eaves. He said, "Get a stool, and I'll beat the ice skates." "Can you do it? I'll do it!" "You really look down on me?" strong………… "Otherwise? Everyone praises your brain, but no one praises your physical strength. Gong Xue moved a stool, perhaps afraid of hurting his self-esteem, and said with a smile: "But it's quite powerful at night. I admit that you are strong." whispering sound! Chen Qi was too lazy to respond, stepped on a stool, held a bamboo pole, and started beating him with a crackle. These ice skates are a few inches short and a foot long. When the sun shines, there is dripping water, and there is a danger of falling and being hit on the head. Gong Xue stood a little further away, looked up at him working, and suddenly said: "That one is beautiful, pick it off for me!" "this?" "Um!" Chen Qi stood on tiptoe and tapped the root with a bamboo pole. He held the tail with his hand and carefully broke it off, breaking off a foot-long ice skate: "Here, take it and play with it!" Gong Xue held it in his hand and said with a smile: "You are busy, I'm going to cook." "Your Beijing accent is getting thicker and thicker. Where is your Shanghai style? You have forgotten your roots!"
"The rice is gone!" "What do you mean I don't understand?" Gong Xue ignored him and entered the kitchen. After a while, smoke rose from the kitchen. She didn't make a Western breakfast today. She simply cooked some noodles, nested an egg for him, and made a sugar-watered egg herself-called "Shanghai locals" Water spectrum egg". After Chen Qi came back from Hong Kong, the two of them really enjoyed their newlywed life, eating three meals a day, eating salt, soy and vinegar, bickering, and flirting. Anyway, she was a completely happy little woman. After eating, Chen Qi spread out a piece of paper and asked Gong Xue to help draw something. "This is the main building, this is the recording and editing building, and this is the printing building!" "The tube building, studio, canteen, guest house...the guest house is here. This is our building. This is the south gate." After a while, a simple floor plan of Beijing Film Studio was completed. Chen Qi looked at this picture and praised: "What a great place. It has land, equipment, and talents. The main factory area of Beijing Film Studio is 136 acres, and we only occupy one building." "How much more do you want?" "Look here, here, here... there are many plots of land that can be bulldozed for construction. It will be wasted if not used." Gong Xue understood what he was thinking and asked, "You and the old factory director just broke up?" "No! Public versus public, private versus private, we both know it, but it's just emotionally difficult for us. I thought about it all night last night. The old man will quit in a few months. At least we can't let him lose his security at the end of the year." Chen Qi was in a bad mood and hugged Gong Xue and shook him gently. Gong Xue touched his face and said, "I suddenly remembered a line from "Tai Chi 2"." "What?" "Reforms always require bloodshed and sacrifice." "You pulled it too high!" Chen Qi laughed. "It's all the same. I've learned so much from you. I know that reform and opening up is the general trend, and the film industry must also reform. If you think about it, what do you think will happen to the Beijing Film Studio?" "Poor management failed to make ends meet, and it owed a lot of loans. It lost a lot of talent and eventually went into decline." "Then it's over, you're saving Beijing Film Studio!" "Wow!" Chen Qi expressed surprise: "Sister, you are getting better and better at comforting people now!" "I can only comfort you." Gong Xue kissed him and said with a smile: "Let's go to the Ministry of Culture, we still have to rehearse." "Yeah!" Two more days passed. Chen Qi, Li Mingfu, and Liang Xiaosheng, the three leaders of Oriental Company, went out together for the first time and arrived at Beijing Film Studio in a van. In addition to his position as editor-in-chief of the magazine, Liang Xiaosheng also worked part-time in the office, helping Chen Qi write documents and so on. His life path has been completely distorted. After entering the Beijing Film Studio, I looked specifically at the two buildings. The two families who were causing trouble were gone. Chen Qi deflected the conflict. If Liu Guangrong continued to cause trouble, he would no longer want to live in the building. There are 54 households in one building and 162 households in three buildings. The probabilities of being allocated a house are different! Even if someone doesn't care and still wants to cause trouble, other employees will not agree. The three of them went up to the main building and came to the conference room.
Chen Qi took the lead and strode in. Then he saw Wang Yang, and the old man looked even worse. The two looked at each other. Wang Yang had no expression and nodded lightly at him. Chen Qi sighed secretly and sat down. Several senior leaders of Beijing Film Studio were all present and sat across the table from each other. "Regarding the housing issue, we will formally discuss it today and hope to have a result that is satisfactory to both parties..." Li Mingfu, as the nominal top leader of Dongchang, said a few opening words, and then Wang Yang spoke, his voice getting hoarse: "We did Liu Guangrong's work. He wrote a guarantee not to cause trouble again, which made a few people laugh. " How does it work? It should be to give him a house in the Beijing Film Studio, or some other method, but Chen Qi has nothing to do with it. After Wang Yang finished speaking, a deputy factory director Zhang Erzhan said: "We also promise that this kind of thing will never happen again. We hope that the agreement between the two parties will continue and the building will be completed. We have cleaned the room occupied by Liu Guangrong. There is definitely no damage. I On behalf of Beijing Film Studio, I would like to apologize to you and stop filing a lawsuit.” "We would not want to fight unless forced by circumstances." This kind of lawsuit cannot be fought. Even if a lawsuit is filed, the Ministry of Culture will mediate in the end. Chen Qi said: "But how can I believe that your employees will no longer cause trouble? When the six buildings are completed, I don't think they will be honest." Really waiting for room allocation. What if it happens again, or even more seriously? Jump off the building again? Hang yourself? Will you solve it again? We have followed the agreement from beginning to end. Why should we accept this kind of nonsense? " ".." Zhang Erzhan said: "The three buildings can accommodate 162 households. If they are full, a large number of tube buildings will be available in the factory to accommodate all the employees. In this way, everyone will have a house to live in, and there will definitely be no trouble. ” "This is just what you expected." Chen Qi shook his head and said: "It will take at least 3-4 years when the building is completed. During this period, new people will continue to enter the factory, including people who are getting married and having children. Your population will become more and more large, and the house will never be enough. " "this……" Zhang Erzhan was at a loss for words, because it was indeed the case. It was impossible for Beijing Film Studio not to hire new people, whether they were allocated by the state, brought in through various connections, or recruited by themselves. "So what's your solution?" "I can build a few more buildings so that everyone can have a good house to live in!" Chen Qi's ambition was clear, and he said: "Beijing Film Factory is so big, there is still a lot of land that has not been used or can be bulldozed for construction. I am not short of funds, I can get materials, and I can help develop it!" (There will be more tonight...) (There will be updates)