50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 65 Check-in
Just like the study room above, there was not a single book left on the bookshelf in the basement study room.

It's a good thing not to keep them. Who knows if there are any hidden or prohibited items in those books? It's even possible that one of them is a code book or something like that. It's better to move them all away to avoid trouble.

The whole house is very nice and has not fallen into disrepair after four years.

Because the materials they were originally made of were very solid, he had seen that these furniture were basically made of red oak.

Although red oak is not a precious wood, it is also known for its hardness, beautiful patterns and durability.

Moreover, most of the wood in China is white oak, and this red oak is not common in China. It can be seen that the homeowner put a lot of thought into it.

Unfortunately, he took the wrong path, and now everything has gone to Sun Zhiwei.

Standing on the steps at the door of the main house, looking at the messy yard, Sun Zhiwei was thinking about how to clean it up.

He got the house, but he couldn't live in it unless he cleaned it up. However, he didn't need to do it himself, he just had to find someone to take care of it.

Before that, you still need to contact the street office. When you move here, you will be under their jurisdiction, so you still need to let the street office know your basic situation before dealing with them.

After sorting out the basic information in the space, he locked the gate and went to West Chang'an Street. West Chang'an Street is on Nanchang Street, near the west gate of Zhongshan Park.

When Sun Zhiwei arrived, it was the busiest time of the day. The subdistrict office was currently handling public-private partnerships for various businesses, large and small. Various issues arose one after another, keeping the staff busy.

He stood at the street entrance, watching the people coming in and out. When a bespectacled staff member passed by, he quickly grabbed the person and said, "Excuse me, is your director here today?"

The staff member was busy and was about to get anxious when he was pulled over by someone, but when he saw the person was wearing a military uniform, he suppressed his impatience and asked slowly, "Comrade, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, that's right. I'm a new resident who just moved to Wenjin Street. I came here to register and get to know the director."

"Oh, I see. Then you might have to wait a while. The director is surrounded by a bunch of big and small bosses. You have to wait until the director finishes his business before he can talk to you."

The staff member raised his chin inside, and Sun Zhiwei saw that there was a large group of people gathered at the door of the north room. That should be the director's office.

"Thank you, comrade. I'll go in and wait. Are you busy?"

"Then wait a moment, I have something urgent to deal with first."

After the glasses staff hurriedly left, Sun Zhiwei walked into the courtyard on the street, then approached the crowd in the north room to listen to what was happening inside.

At this moment, it suddenly became quiet outside, with only a strong female voice coming from the house.

"Dear merchants, please don't worry. Public-private partnerships cannot be completed in a day or two. Detailed instructions have been distributed to each of you in a pamphlet."

"Don't worry if you don't understand something. We will hold a merchant meeting this weekend, and there will be dedicated personnel on site to answer your questions."

"However, one thing is clear: no matter who comes first or later, the renovation will be completed in the end, and no household will be left out."

At this point, there was still silence at the scene, and all the surrounding merchants seemed to be thinking about the pros and cons.

After waiting for a while, someone asked, "Director Liang, will the boss only get 1/4 of the sales from now on?"

Director Liang frowned upon hearing this question and said seriously, "I repeat, the only thing that can be distributed is the annual surplus, not the turnover. Do you understand?"

She glanced around, making sure everyone had heard before continuing, "As for the distribution plan for the annual profit, taxes account for approximately 30%, provident fund accounts for approximately 10-30%, employee welfare bonuses account for approximately 5-15%, and shareholder dividends, directors, managers, and factory managers' remuneration account for approximately 25%."

"However, the so-called 'divide the spoils among four horses' means that there must be spoils before there can be any distribution. If there are losses, the interests of the employees must be protected first."

The bosses around were about to argue, but were interrupted by Director Liang:
"Okay, that's all for today. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask them at the weekend meeting. I have something else to do today, so I won't keep you here any longer."

When everyone heard that they could ask questions together at the weekend meeting, they could no longer argue and could only leave one after another in disappointment.

Director Liang stood at the door and saw the bosses off before returning to the north room. However, he saw Sun Zhiwei standing outside the north room.

Seeing that he was wearing a military uniform and knowing that he was not a private business owner, he asked kindly, "Comrade, what can I do for you?"

"Hello, Director Liang. My last name is Sun Zhiwei. I'm a new resident of Wenjin Street. I'm here to register."

"Oh? A new resident of Wenjin Street?" Director Liang thought for a moment before saying, "Is it Courtyard No. 9, Yard B?"

He had an impression that the property at Courtyard No. 9 B belonged to the security compound and was not under the management of their street.

"Yes, I exchanged my original courtyard in Qian'er Hutong for the Anquan compound. It will be under your jurisdiction from now on."

When Director Liang heard the word "exchange", he understood that this was a private house, not a rental house.

"Welcome, welcome. Are you here to register your household registration today?"

"Director Liang, I'm still studying at Beijing Normal University. My household registration can't be transferred here until I graduate. I also have a younger sister who will also move here when the time comes."

"College students, that's amazing! Let's go inside and talk."

Director Liang took Sun Zhiwei into the north room, poured him a glass of water, and then the two sat down to talk.

"Director, this is my information. Please take a look and I will explain it in detail." Sun Zhiwei handed over the information.

Seeing a red corner sticking out from the large stack of documents in his hand, Director Liang had an idea and quickly took it and turned to the red notebook in the middle.

She saw five large gold-plated characters on the red cover, and her expression immediately became serious.

She gently opened the cover and carefully read the information recorded inside.

Sun Zhiwei seemed to see her stroking the place where her name was on the certificate for a while, then she let out a breath and put the certificate down.

Director Liang had never expected that this young-looking new resident was actually a martyr's family, and this was the first such family in their jurisdiction.

"Comrade Sun Zhiwei, welcome to live in our street with your sister. We hope to have your support for our work in the future." Director Liang stood up and extended his hands enthusiastically.

Sun Zhiwei also quickly stood up and shook hands with the director.

"I don't deserve it. Let's all make progress together. The honor belongs to our parents, and we, their children, must continue to work hard so as not to bring shame upon them."

"You're right. The martyrs set an example for us. We must also work harder and strive to surpass our predecessors, so that each generation can become stronger than the previous one."

(End of this chapter)