In addition, the workers' families are in a vulnerable position and are residents of the street. For stability reasons, the local street office does not support the factory's appeal.

As a result, in just half a year, the Steel Rolling Plant Management Department lost the ownership of more than a dozen houses.

After hearing the explanation, He Wenhui signed her name behind the detailed list without any hesitation.

She's not the kind of person who likes to take advantage.

After taking the form, Director Wang carefully put it into a file bag, then took out a key from the cabinet and handed it to He Wenhui.

"Comrade He Wenhui, this is the key to the east door of the front yard of the courtyard. There is a room there. I will write a note later and you can take it to Director Wang of the street office and you can get the house."

"It's a courtyard again..." He Wenhui said quietly as she took the key.

To be honest, the impression the courtyard left on her these days was not good.

In addition, Yu Qiuhua also lives in the courtyard.

If possible, she wanted to leave the courtyard and never have any contact with Yu Qiuhua.

Director Zhang had also heard about He Wenhui and sympathized with the little girl. He sighed and said: "Comrade He Wenhui, it's not that I won't help you, but that among the empty rooms in our steel rolling mill, this one is the only one suitable."

Already."

Hearing this, He Wenhui could only nod and said: "Thank you, I'll be fine."

She has already figured it out. Now she has severed her relationship with Yu Qiuhua. Even if she lives in the courtyard, she will never interact with Yu Qiuhua again. What can Yu Qiuhua do to her?!

After getting the key, He Wenhui hurriedly walked to the courtyard. She had to take advantage of the afternoon to clean up the house so as not to delay her stay at night.

Director Zhang looked at her back and shook his head helplessly.

It would be great if such a good girl could marry his nephew.

That kid Zhang Tianfang is indeed unlucky and likes to hang out on the streets, but that's because he's still young.

Once you get married and have children, you will know that you are caring for your family.

At this time, the closing bell of the steel rolling mill also rang.

There was a knock on the door of the office, and a clerk from the housing management department poked his head in and said, "Director, do you need to bring you food at noon?"

"No, I'll go back to eat." Director Zhang packed up the documents on the table, walked downstairs, got his bicycle from the car shed, and rode his bicycle out of the steel rolling mill.

As an office worker in the factory office, he has a two-hour break at noon.

If it had been in the past, he wouldn't have gone home to eat, and would have made do with it in the cafeteria.

But these days, there seems to be something wrong with his stomach, and he always feels a vague pain.

He went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor told him that he should not eat hard foods in the future, but should eat softer foods.

The canteen of the steel rolling mill serves a big pot of rice, so you can imagine the quality and taste.

Might as well go home and eat.
Chapter completed!