The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 139 Reclaiming the Property
Seeing the tangible benefits they received, the team members wholeheartedly and obediently accepted the instructions.

Actually, all these tickets were paid for by Qian Jin himself.

He made the most money on the black market from various tickets and certificates.

Distributing these items to team members increases their sense of belonging to the commando unit and their trust in the leader; this is a necessary procedure for winning people's hearts and minds.

After happily receiving the money and gifts, the assault team members worked even harder in the following days and were completely obedient to Qian Jin.

Subsequently, letters from my eldest and third elder brothers also arrived.

My elder brother's letter came from someone who was working in the countryside upstream of the Yellow River in Northwest China; there was still loess inside the envelope.

His words were similar to his second sister's, telling Qian Jin to take care of himself in the city and to let him know if he needed anything.

Finally, when talking about the house, he wrote:

"...My elder brother has already started a family and has children, so he probably can't go back to Haibin City. This house will be inherited by you. In the future, when your brother takes your sister-in-law, nephews, and nieces back to visit relatives, at least they'll have a place to stay."

"The voluntary waiver of inheritance certificate is being mailed to you along with the letter. In addition, your sister-in-law has packed some local specialties and mailed them to you. They should arrive within a week of the letter arriving."

The last letter delivered was from my third brother.

This letter carries the dampness of the South.

His third brother also cared about his life, sending him a letter of voluntary renunciation of inheritance along with a national grain coupon.

Only 20 jin!
Qian Jin read the letter several times.

First, curse the predecessor as a worthless person.

His older siblings clearly doted on him, and they must have had a deep bond with each other.

The original owner only recorded his romantic moments with his girlfriend in his diary. The information about his older brothers and sisters was that one day his eldest brother gave him food coupons, his third brother mailed him money, and his second sister mailed him something.

Nothing else was mentioned.

Even things like older siblings sending money and tickets are often glossed over.

Therefore, after he transmigrated, it would be impossible for him to develop feelings for his older brother and sister based solely on the diary. In fact, after reading the diary, he wouldn't even know who the original owner's older brother and sister were.

In addition, he was a transmigrator, so he had no feelings or understanding of his predecessor's older siblings. Under these circumstances, he could not contact his siblings, and even if he did, he would not know what to say.

He wouldn't take the initiative to write to his older siblings if they hadn't written to him before.

He was afraid that if he wrote something problematic in his letter, people would see his problems in it.

Wei Qinghuan was confused and thought that he didn't have a deep enough affection for his older brother and sister.

In reality, Qian Jin felt very wronged.

Regardless of any nominal relationship, who would have feelings for someone they've never met?

His feelings for his older siblings were not as deep as his feelings for Wei Xiangmi.

After all, Wei Xiangmi really did things for him.

Three letters of voluntary relinquishment of inheritance were delivered. Wei Xiangmi took the newspaper with the previously published lost property notice and called Qian inside to reissue the land and property certificates.

"Bring your household registration book, the street office certificate (which I will issue), and your father's retirement certificate. I'll try my best to get the certificate for you today."

Many people are applying for replacement land and property certificates because houses built before 76 did not have such certificates.

Previously, housing came from two sources: collectively owned housing provided by the local street administration and housing allocated by factory work units.

The former involves individuals who do not own the property rights, while the latter involves individuals who own the property rights but whose relevant national agencies have ceased operations, making it impossible to obtain the necessary certificates.

Therefore, since the resumption of functions by various government agencies this year, the process of reissuing certificates has been very slow due to the large number of people needing to reissue them.

At this time, Wei Xiangmi's work at the housing management office came in handy.

While others have to wait twenty or thirty days to get their certificates, Qian Jin gets his certificate in twenty or thirty minutes, cutting in line.

Qian Jin signed and pressed his red fingerprint, and the simple certificate was handed to him.

The homeowner's name field is handwritten.

It's no longer Qian Zhongguo.

It was replaced by money.

It was quite a coincidence that the day he applied for the certificate was Monday the 9th. If he had been able to get the certificate a day earlier, on Sunday, he wouldn't have needed to take time off work to move.

But then again.

The housing management office isn't even open on Sundays...

After getting the certificate in the morning, Qian Jin immediately took it to Yang Shengzhang and asked for a day off.

Yang Shengzhang was very protective of his own, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote him a leave slip for the entire day.

Qian Jin was embarrassed by the leave slip he issued.

Since he became the brigade leader, he has been taking leave every few days.

After handing him a leave slip, Yang Shengzhang also handed him a notice entitled "Notice on Accelerating the Construction of Employee Housing in Various Government Agencies, Factories and Mines".

He said, "The country is going to accelerate economic development. Have you read the Central Committee's New Year's speech?"

Qian Jin shook his head.

Yang Shengzhang said earnestly, "You are an educated youth, so you can't just look down at the road, you also have to look up at the policies, otherwise you won't be able to walk steadily."

"The central government has stated that this year's tasks are very heavy. We must accelerate economic development while ensuring that people's living conditions are steadily improved."

"I reckon our company will build new housing. If you inherit this property, you'll probably be pushed back when it comes to housing allocation."

The news came out very suddenly.

Qian Jin never expected that the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative would be building new houses and allocating housing this year. After much consideration, he decided to take it one step at a time.

First, take back the house that belongs to my father.

Especially since this apartment is a three-bedroom unit, it's quite modern except for the lack of a toilet, which can greatly improve his and Wei Qinghuan's living conditions—this is very important!
Wei Qinghuan's relatives have already passed away.

However, they lack the means to have a private life, so they urgently need a new house.

Having obtained the answer from the money, Yang Shengzhang waved his hand and let him go.

The labor shock brigade is working.

Qian Jin rode off at breakneck speed, directly ordering people: "Shi Zhentao, bring everyone with you to the workers' new village, No. 1, of the No. 6 Cotton Mill!"

Zhou Shanhu, whom Qian Jin had seen on the night of the 1st, was also at work. Qian Jin waved to him, and Zhou Shanhu subconsciously pointed back at himself: "Chief Qian, are you calling me?"

Qian Jin nodded.

Zhou Shanhu then ran over eagerly.

Qian Jin asked, "If you can pick locks, can you pick the security door locks in the Workers' New Village now?"

Zhou Shanhu looked at him in surprise, then cried out in grievance, "Chief Qian, I haven't gone anywhere these past few days! I haven't committed any illegal or criminal acts..."

"Don't misunderstand, I don't suspect you of doing anything wrong. I just need your help with a personal matter. Don't worry, it's not illegal or criminal," Qian Jin explained.

He took out the property certificate and showed it to Zhou Shanhu, then recounted his father's past with Bai Dongfeng:
“That bastard is a scoundrel. He went to great lengths to seize my father’s house, and even prevented my siblings and me from returning to the city.”

“My father had four children, and he didn’t see any of them before he died. We didn’t get to see him one last time either. What kind of hatred is this?”

"Then he even tried to take my house. Do you think I could let him take it?"

Zhou Shanhu nodded: "I understand. Don't worry, Chief Qian, I can open this lock."

Qian Jin asked, "You've been inside for several years, this is a new security door..."

“It’s the same thing,” Zhou Shanhu said in a low voice. “The principles are the same, Chief Qian. I used to have a nickname in the underworld.”

"Zhou Wanneng, the omnipotence of the universal key!"

Qian Jin patted him on the shoulder: "Then it's up to you."

Bai Dongfeng's family was well-off; the four of them lived together, and all four had jobs.

This makes a weekday a good day to move.

Shi Zhentao even offered to check the almanac for him, but Qian Jin said, "We young people of the new era still do this kind of thing? Never mind, comrades, let's get going!"

Not a single dissenting voice emerged from the commando team.

A group of young men and burly men were riding bicycles along the road, while other people and vehicles kept their distance.

The workers' new village of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill is also located in the Chengnan District, on Liangshan Road, about a ten-minute bike ride away across Taishan Road.

Ten minutes later they arrived at the Liangshan Road Police Station.

Qian Jin had asked Huang Yongtao to make a phone call, so when he arrived and explained his purpose, the Liangshan Road Security Station arranged for a security officer to lead a security task force to supervise the move.

It would have been better to bring in staff from the neighborhood committee to assist in the supervision.

However, Qian Jin was worried that Bai Dongfeng had already made connections with the Liangshan Road Neighborhood Committee, and that this would alert Bai Dongfeng. So after much deliberation, he decided to move without disturbing the neighborhood committee.

Anyway, he also found Wang Donglai to assist in supervision.

Wang Dong is a security guard in the security department of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill. This is the workers' quarters of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill, which makes sense both logically and legally.

They arrived together at Building 2.

Qian Jin beckoned to Zhou Shanhu: "Now it's time for you to show your skills. Don't worry, this time we're doing legal work. You won't break the law or commit any crimes; in fact, you'll be doing meritorious service."

"However, you can't just do this kind of meritorious service in private anymore; you have to get the organization's approval first."

Zhou Shanhu grinned and said, "I have really reformed and no longer want to be associated with this kind of thing."

“At the beginning of the month, my family members went out and forgot to bring their keys, and I didn’t know how to open the door lock.”

"So how did you get home?" Mi Gang asked curiously.

Zhou Shanhu casually remarked, "I climbed over the wall and went in through the window."

Qian Jin gave a thumbs up.

"I'm here, little brother. Zhou Shanhu is going to scout out room 602 in Unit 2."

He went quickly and returned quickly. He pointed behind him and said, "No one's home, the lock is open."

Qian Jin was surprised: "So fast?"

If this newly recruited subordinate is used well, his abilities seem to be extraordinary!

The security guards and security task force members looked at each other in bewilderment.

Who are these people?
Is he really a colleague from the "brother unit" that the leader mentioned?
The group headed straight for the top floor.

Frozen cabbages were laid out outside the porch. Qian Jin said, "Be careful, nothing is allowed to be damaged."

"Leader, we would like to ask you and your comrades to be our witnesses."

The security guard nodded: "Then you must be careful when you take action, and don't cause trouble for our station."

Qian Jin made a promise, then waved his hand and said, "Don't be afraid of the trouble. Let people in one by one, starting with the small items. Clean everything up, don't leave even a piece of toilet paper behind!"

Everyone immediately got to work.

With so many people, it's quite a commotion.

However, the buildings in the Workers' New Village have a very modern design. They are no longer tenement buildings, but are more similar in architectural layout to the old buildings from the 1980s that Qian Jin lived in 27 years ago.

There are only two households living opposite each other on each floor. Each household has a kitchen but no bathroom. The whole building shares a bathroom that extends out from the first floor.

A sign reading "Family of Honor" hangs on the door of apartment 601. An elderly man frowned and peeked out, asking, "What's all this commotion about now?"

Wang Dong revealed his identity and went to communicate with the old man with a smile.

Starting from the entrance, items were carried downstairs and neatly placed in the open space at the entrance of the building.

Arranged from smallest to largest.

Bai Dongfeng's family was quite well-off, with all the necessary appliances, including a turntable, a radio, and a sewing machine, as well as furniture with eighteen legs.

In addition, there was a spring mattress on the bed.

This is a good thing.

Qian Jin almost couldn't control his inner desires and stayed.

He and Wei Qinghuan really needed a mattress like this.

At 3:15, the wooden bed was finally disassembled and moved out.

Qian Jin opened the "Real Estate Ownership Certificate" and had Wang Dong sign it.

I definitely need to get in touch with the security department of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill.

Looking back now, his decision to try so hard to get Wang Dong into the security department was incredibly prescient.

After everything was tidied up, Xu Weidong, who had specially skipped work to help, saw that Qian Jin was still frowning and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything else? You look unhappy."

Qian Jin said, "I just took a look around, and the workers at the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill are quite united."

"Bai Dongfeng is a smooth operator and very capable in his work. He has a very close relationship with many residents."

“Even if I get the house back, I’m afraid I won’t be comfortable living in the community.”

Xu Weidong nodded in agreement: "Indeed, I know these people too well. They're just like me, always siding with their own people and ignoring what's right."

"However, I do have a way to change this situation, but I don't know if Bai Dongfeng will cooperate with me in implementing this method..."

Bai Dongfeng didn't receive the news until four o'clock in the afternoon.

It's no wonder he's not popular in the Workers' New Village community; the main problem is that without cell phones, people rely entirely on the neighborhood committee and the telephones at their workplaces to send messages, which is quite troublesome when they need to make announcements during work hours.

Qian Jin waited for Bai Dongfeng at the door.

This was the first time the two sides had met.

Bai Dongfeng was a handsome man in his thirties. He had a square face and a serious expression. His black hair was neatly trimmed. He wore a Zhongshan suit and had a black pen pinned to his chest, looking every bit the cadre.

He exploded when he saw the familiar things at the door.

It was through him that Qian Jin realized that the story of Yue Fei's fury was a real one, not something he had fabricated.

His black hair really did stick up at that moment!
Bai Dongfeng arrived angrily, clenching his fists, and roared at Qian Jin, "You bastard! You've broken the law, you'll be going to jail!"

Qian Jin said calmly, "So you are my father's apprentice, my senior brother?"

"We've never met before, have we? How did you recognize me at a glance?"

Bai Dongfeng reached out to tear at his collar: "Don't interfere..."

Zhang Aijun pinned him down with one hand.

Dozens of young men and strong men swarmed around them all at once.

Bai Dongfeng immediately calmed down.

He gritted his teeth and said, barely containing his anger, "Fine, so it seems you've now formed a gang and become the boss of a criminal organization..."

“He’s the deputy captain of the security task force.” Qian Jin showed him the red armband. “Don’t talk nonsense, or you’ll get into trouble.”

Bai Dongfeng subconsciously clenched his fist tightly. He stared intently at Qian Jin and said, "You joined a state-owned enterprise, so you think you can bully us ordinary people?"

Qian Jin asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"Hey Bai, let's stop with the nonsense and get straight to the point. What does it matter to you if I go back to my own home? On the contrary, you've been staying at my place these past few days, shouldn't you settle the rent?"

He took out the red certificate and opened it: "Make sure you see the name of the property owner, Qian Jin!"

Bai Dongfeng's face finally showed a look of horror: "You you you..."

Qian Jin quickly said, "Yes, this is my home."

"Also, I didn't come to move on my own; I moved under the joint supervision of your street security office and your company's security department."

The security guard on Liangshan Road appeared and nodded.

Wang Dong then adopted an incorruptible stance, pulling a short-barreled shotgun from a rolled-up quilt:
"Comrade Bai Dongfeng, you need to explain what's going on!"

This gun was an unexpected bonus during their relocation.

Bai Dongfeng had hidden a hunting rifle in his home!
The security guard patted him on the shoulder and said, "Comrade Bai Dongfeng, let it go. This is someone else's house. We've had the relevant authorities check the authenticity of his documents, and we've also contacted your unit's housing management leader."

“Unit 2, Building 2 of the community was originally allocated to your mentor, Qian Zhongguo. After Comrade Qian Zhongguo passed away, Comrade Qian Jin, as Qian Zhongguo’s son, legally and legitimately inherited this house.”

Bai Dongfeng roared, "He has no right to inherit! He has older brothers and sisters, it's not his turn..."

“My brother and sister have both signed a pledge to voluntarily relinquish their inheritance rights.” Qian Jin took out three pieces of paper and shook them.

Bai Dongfeng's expression finally began to show fear.

He realized he had underestimated Qian Jin.

They plan before they act.

Then deliver the fatal blow!
Qian Jin stared at him and asked, "What else do you have to say? If you have nothing to say, then it's my turn to speak."

"First, why are you living in my house?"

"Secondly, did my father truly die from illness, or was he killed because his treatment was delayed after he fell ill...?"

"What nonsense are you spouting! Are you trying to frame me and smear me?" Bai Dongfeng angrily interrupted him.

"On the contrary, I should be asking you, why didn't you, as children, care about your father when he was sick?"

Qian Jin interrupted him, saying, "I have a letter from my father. In it, he said that you did everything you could to prevent him from summoning us back to the city..."

“Impossible, your father…” Bai Dongfeng subconsciously wanted to deny his words, but he stopped himself as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qian Jin stared at him and said, "You mailed all of my father's letters, didn't you? You checked them before mailing them, didn't you?"

"You only include information in letters that you think we should know, right?"

Bai Dongfeng looked completely bewildered: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qian Jin sneered, "Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, only Heaven, Earth, you, me, and the letter itself know."

“Let me tell you, when we moved to Taishan Road, my father was sick, not dead. When you went to work, he could talk to the neighbors upstairs and downstairs and ask them to help mail the letters!”

Bai Dongfeng immediately swallowed hard.

The security guard advised, "Comrade Bai Dongfeng, that's enough, stop making a scene. It won't look good if you keep going like this."

"This is someone else's house. If they want to come back and live here, you should make room for them."

“You are his father’s apprentice, so you are family. Why make a spectacle of yourselves fighting amongst yourselves and become a laughing stock?”

Bai Dongfeng took several deep breaths to suppress his anger.

The property ownership certificate is right in front of me.

The security guards are nearby.

Dozens of burly young men were eyeing them menacingly from all sides.

He nodded slowly and said to Qian Jin, "I will definitely get my house back."

"You forged state documents, that will land you in jail."

Qian Jin laughed heartily: "I have already reported to your unit's political work department that someone falsified the minutes of the housing allocation meeting and even the signatures of the housing allocators."

Bai Dongfeng's heart skipped a beat.

He understood what Qian Jin meant.

They also realized that this opponent was not easy to deal with!
This kid is even more cunning and shrewd than his father!

This is not right!
This kid should be a simple-minded, stupid idiot!

(End of this chapter)