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"Okay, Xiao Qin, then I won't stay here with you. I have things to do over there. Once they have finished the formalities, you can go to the street office in Nanluoguxiang to handle the formalities. I'll give you a day off this afternoon, so go and settle yourself." Director Zhang saw that there was nothing to do and planned to go back.

Qin Feng nodded and thanked him. "Director, no problem. Thank you for accompanying me to handle the formalities. I can handle the rest by myself."

"Well, okay, I'm leaving."

After Director Zhang left, everyone in the Housing Management Section breathed a sigh of relief and raised their heads to quietly ask Qin Feng.

"Hey, brother, who are you and Director Zhang?"

"Ah, I have nothing to do with Director Zhang. It's just that Sister Wang from HR takes better care of me." Qin Feng told the truth, but there was something hidden between his words.

"Sister Wang from the HR department? Who is this?" Some people in the Housing Management Section did not know Sister Wang and asked their colleagues.

"Sister Wang from the HR department, you don't even know her. Isn't she the director's wife?" Someone who knew the answer also answered.

"Oh? I see."

Qin Feng listened to everyone's chat without saying anything, just waiting with a smile. However, the attitude of the people in the Housing Management Department was obviously different. After all, it's better to be safe than sorry. No one knew if this guy had any connections, but if he did, it would only take a better attitude, and there would be no loss.

"Okay, young man, we've completed the formalities for you. Just take this certificate to the street office to find Director Wang." The person handling the formalities also gave some more instructions.

"Okay. Thank you, comrade."

After Qin Feng took the certificate, he bent down and nodded to express his gratitude.

After Qin Feng left the Housing Management Section, everyone in the section started chatting at once.

"Hey, do you think this guy has some kind of relationship with Director Zhang?"

"Not necessarily. Looking at the documents, he graduated from a technical secondary school. Maybe they value top students."

"The director has never taught any of the technical secondary school students who came here before."

"Well, if everyone is nicer, it'll be over. We won't lose anything anyway."

"Yes, yes, that's right."

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Qin Feng took the certificate and went to the street office outside the factory.

"Hello, may I ask if Director Wang is here?"

Qin Feng entered the courtyard where the street office was located. This courtyard was a two-story yard and was not as big as the one at No. 85.

"Hello, comrade. You are looking for Director Wang. Director Wang is in the main house in the backyard. You can just go there."

"Okay, thank you comrade." After Qin Feng thanked him, he walked towards the backyard.

"Hello, Director Wang. I am a new employee of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. My name is Qin Feng. The factory has assigned me to No. 95, Nanluoguxiang. This is my letter of certification."

Qin Feng saw that there was only one lady in the main room. She had short hair and looked smart and capable. She sat upright in her seat, and her posture was also military style.

"Oh, okay, let me take a look." Director Wang took the letter of certification and took a look at it.

"No problem, wait a moment, I'll do the formalities for you."

"Okay, thank you, Director."

"It's okay, these are all trivial matters." Director Wang waved his hand indifferently.

In just a few minutes, Director Wang completed the formalities and took out the key from the drawer.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

"Well, thank you for your help, Director."

The two people came to Yard 95.

"Xiao Qin, wait here for a moment. I'll go find the people in the courtyard, gather them together, and then make the announcement."

"Okay, Director."

Qin Feng looked at the front yard of Courtyard No. 95. It seemed that it was obviously not as big as Courtyard No. 85. It was just a two-entry courtyard, similar to the one in the street office.

Qin Feng stood in the yard and looked at the west wing. This would be his home in the future. This house would be worth tens of millions in the future. Wouldn’t he become a millionaire in this life?

"This is Qin Feng. After graduating from technical secondary school, he was assigned to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. The west wing of the front yard was assigned to Qin Feng."

"Qin Feng just graduated and is relatively young. Please help take care of him in the courtyard."

Director Wang looked at Qin Feng's tender little face, which seemed to be about the same age as his own child, so he said a few more words.

"Don't worry, Director Wang, we will take care of it."

"Yes, Director Wang, it's been great since Xiao Qin came here. From now on, my man won't be needed to close the front yard at night."

"That's right. There are people in the front yard now. The yard is getting more popular. We are so happy."

"That's right, Director Wang, we are not like No. 85 Courtyard. Everyone is doing well."

Director Wang was speechless after listening to everyone talking about Courtyard No. 85.

"Okay, stop complaining. We all have our own problems. Just know it in your heart. There are some things that the neighborhood office can't do anything about."

After hearing this, everyone in the courtyard stopped talking. After all, they all knew that there were some things in the Street Office that had to be done according to regulations.

"Okay, I have something else to do at the street office, so I'll leave first. Xiao Qin, if you have anything, come to the street office to find me."

"Oh, okay, Director, thank you for your help."

Qin Feng nodded in thanks.

After Director Wang left, Qin Feng opened the door of the west wing. Looking at the mess in the room, Qin Feng felt a headache.

"Xiao Qin? I just call you Xiao Qin. I'm the aunt in the yard. Don't look at me. Let us help you clean up. This is not a man's job."

"Yes, Xiao Qin, listen to your aunt. We will help you clean up. Where is your luggage? Go get it."

An old lady brought two other old ladies to help and didn't let Qin Feng help.

"Um, thank you, Auntie. I'm really a little confused." Qin Feng scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"It's okay. We are neighbors, and we should help each other. Whenever there is manual labor, the young people in the courtyard always help."

The aunt looked at Qin Feng and felt embarrassed, so she tried to comfort him.

It was also the first time that Qin Feng felt the neighborly relationships of the older generation. They were completely different from the later times when they had no contact at all.

Qin Feng returned to the guesthouse to pick up his luggage. On the way, he found a supply and marketing cooperative and bought some firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, and all the daily necessities. He spent a lot of money and had less than 10 yuan and some tickets left in his pocket.

Qin Feng looked at the candies on the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative, hesitated for a moment, and finally took out fifty cents to buy some. People came to help, and even if he didn't have money to treat them to a meal, he should at least give them something.

Qin Feng brought all his things back to Yard 95, just in time to see three middle-aged women who had just cleaned up all the garbage in the house and were cleaning the faucet with a rag.

"Xiao Qin is back." When an old lady saw Qin Feng entering the yard, she wiped her hands on her body and quickly took the bag from Qin Feng's hand.

"Aunties, thank you for your help. Please take these things back and feed them to your children." Qin Feng put down his luggage and took out the candies he had bought, three in total, and handed them to several aunties.

"You kid, you don't have anything yet? Isn't this a waste of money?" An old lady looked at Qin Feng and complained.

"I didn't buy much. Besides, this is for the children. Take it quickly." Qin Feng handed the candies to a few aunties.

"Okay, I'll take it then. Don't do this again in the future."

"Well, don't worry, it won't happen again."