70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 204 Discussing the Housing Allocation Plan
Even after losing a tooth, He Yuxiang still insisted on finishing the sugarcane, and then became even more indifferent, because it was his front tooth that he lost!

Xiao Yu covered her mouth and giggled, "Brother lost another tooth, Mao Mao must be very happy."

Chen Qing laughed so hard his shoulders trembled.

He Yuxiang turned and left the place of trouble; he was going to chop wood.

He Yuan then went to the kitchen: "Your aunt said it's your birthday today, and the whole family is having egg noodles. What do you think?"

He Yuxiang: "Okay."

He Yuan made a small portion of egg noodles.

Because there will be steamed egg cake and walnut shortbread after dinner.

Two children sat on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, each eating a piece of sponge cake. A gentle autumn breeze blew, and they were dressed in long sleeves, neither too hot nor too cold.

The sponge cake was fluffy, but you could taste the granulated sugar. He Yuxiang ate the sponge cake slowly and felt that today was a very sweet day.

He doesn't care much about birthdays, but it feels good when someone cares about his birthday.

After eating the sponge cake, He Yuxiang rested for a while before urging everyone to take a shower and go to bed.

When he finished taking a bath, his aunt gave him a picture book.

Chen Qing: "It was just a random drawing, you can look at it for fun."

He Yuxiang sat on the bed and opened the book. The first page read, "Happy Seventh Birthday!"
Every page that followed showed him in various adorable poses. He looked at each page, his eyes welling up with tears. The last page of the book contained a short passage.

"I can't say it to your face, but no matter what, I owe you an apology."

"He Yuxiang, I'm sorry."

As He Yuxiang gazed at those three long-awaited words, tears streamed down his face.

He suppressed his sobs, and only he knew how terrified he was during that time.

After a long while, He Yuxiang closed the album and said softly, "I forgive you."

He placed the picture book where he had hidden the money and lay down quietly.

The room was pitch black, with only a sliver of moonlight filtering through the window cracks and illuminating the small wooden table by the bed.

The nights in Guangdong in October weren't cold, but the wind still felt a bit chilly. He wrapped himself in the blanket and listened to the occasional barking of dogs outside, feeling a sense of peace he had never known before.

He Yuxiang slowly drifted off to sleep, and when dawn broke, he got up and got busy again.

Chen Qing has been rushing to meet deadlines lately, and she's been using Saturdays and Sundays to write proposals.

She didn't want to work during her rest time, but she wanted to fight for it, at least to speak up for them.

To perfect the plan, Chen Qing was busy until next Friday, which was also the time for all the factory leaders to discuss the allocation of dormitory buildings.

Director Liu asked nervously, "Are you ready?"

Chen Qing: "Ready."

Director Liu was extremely anxious.

He wanted Chen Qing to be prepared, but he didn't want her to be too prepared. Young people like her were reckless and audacious, daring to mess with anyone.

Sorrow!

I'm so worried.

Director Liu scratched his head, looked at his hands full of hair, then at the composed Chen Qing, and felt so heartbroken that he didn't want to speak.

The two went to the office for a meeting.

Chen Qing was surprised to see Mao Jianguo: "What brings you here?"

Mao Jianguo sneered: "Your partner said that if I can't get the right to vote for you, he'll get rid of me and come personally." "Then you shouldn't have come!"

"What do you mean?"

"The deputy director's salary is really high," Chen Qing sighed regretfully.

Mao Jianguo was so angry that he went to Director Liu to complain: "Look at her! You should take a good look at her! She's simply gone too far!"

Director Liu sighed like an old father: "She's immature, you're older, you should give in to her."

Mao Jianguo was struck dumb.

He often said similar things to his son, but he never felt so disgusted!
The factory manager's secretary asked everyone to take their seats.

As a key member of the proposal team, Chen Qing was given the right to sit down, but the suffocating smell of smoke made her extremely annoyed. Her brows were furrowed, and she looked at everyone with displeasure.

Director Shen got straight to the point: "Since the housing allocation plan is ready, let's talk about it properly."

First, the workshop department started by saying that the 45 houses they allocated were all for families with long service records, significant contributions, and housing shortages.

Chen Qing saw that four of them were fake.

As expected, the remaining funds were divided among the leaders' relatives, making the plan neither particularly good nor bad.

The technical department and the workshop department follow the same routine.

The technology department and the research institute are different.

The technical department is directly under the machinery factory and is part of the production system, and is managed by the factory administration.

Research institutes are industry-specific research units directly under central ministries. They are responsible for national-level projects, operate independently of the factory system, and are frequently dispatched to other locations. They are 'scientific research and development' type of institutions.

However, under Director Shen's management, the research institute of the machinery factory could control half of the staff.

So when writing the proposal, I didn't consider the research institute at all, but the research institute has one vote.

After the technical department and the workshop department finished explaining their plans, the two departments started arguing on the spot.

Hu Tieshan, as the workshop director, slammed his fist on the table with a deafening roar: "Have you no shame? We workers have worked diligently for more than ten years, and we are still no match for you young people who have only worked for one or two years. Look at that guy surnamed Deng, he wants to be allocated an apartment, and you have the nerve to nod your heads in agreement!"

Director Deng of the Technical Department sneered, "Your workshop seems to think you're so great, but how many people are just slacking off? Do you think we don't know? Is the value you contribute to the machine factory higher than that of our Technical Department?"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Sparks flew between them; neither could tolerate the other.

Those around them quickly advised, "There's also the factory committee's proposal; let's listen to their proposal first."

All eyes were on Chen Qing.

Chen Qing took out the prepared photocopy, which she had specifically asked a typist to type for her: "To save paper, the two of us will share one document."

Chen Qing distributed the documents one by one.

The leaders flipped through the documents she had prepared.

After making the copies, Chen Qing drew up a table that made everything clear at a glance.

These are: Name, Department, Length of Service, Family Status, Special Contributions, Category, and Points.

The leaders were all searching for the person they truly wanted to see, but they couldn't find him!
"My categories are divided into four groups: those with the longest service, those who have made outstanding contributions, military personnel and disabled persons, and those with extreme housing difficulties."

"Those with the longest service were allocated 25 units, those with outstanding contributions were allocated 20 units, military personnel and disabled persons were allocated 10 units, and those with extreme housing difficulties were allocated 5 units."

"Team Leader Chen, what do you mean by this? My cousin is disabled," Section Chief Zhou interjected.

Chen Qing slammed a report onto his desk: "In order to allow his relatives to occupy another house, Section Chief Zhou deliberately damaged the factory equipment, colluded with doctors at the hospital to write disability certificates, and had his cousin pretend to be disabled. He also embezzled the subsidies for injured workers."

Section Chief Zhou suddenly stood up, his chair crashing to the ground. He didn't care about that, pointing at Chen Qing, veins bulging on his forehead, "What are you saying! Chen Qing, just because you're pretty and everyone gives way to you, you dare to slander people like that!"