Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 93 Big Problem

When the cold wind blows towards us, carrying withered yellow leaves, the capital city enters December.

Winter has come.

Just like Li Jiankun's current mood.

He's in big trouble!
In mid-October, Jin Biao found a group of people and used sledgehammers and pickaxes to knock everything out of the courtyard at No. 162 of the temporary residence.

However, almost two months later, he still had not obtained the building materials.

Not even a grain of sand was found!

Without a house to prevent the land from being occupied by others, Chen Yajun built a shack in the ruins, with a few logs of wood supporting the tarpaulin and stationed it 24 hours a day.

Li Jiankun was too embarrassed to go over and take a look. Where could it be protected from the severe cold?

It can freeze like a dog at night.

You know, November has passed, and Xiaogang Village has formed a blood alliance. Of course, the matter has not spread yet.

Wu Renbao of West China led the villagers to take another path and secretly set up a collective company. By 1978, West China had fixed assets of 100 million yuan, savings deposits of 100 million yuan, and enough food to feed the whole village for three years.

What about him?

Still drawing photos!
Can't wait!

Wudaokou, Dongsheng Subdistrict Office.

Li Jiankun didn't know how many times he had come here. The people in the street office were very familiar with him, but this time he had an extra newspaper in his hand.

Building materials these days, regardless of steel, cement, bricks and sand, it doesn’t mean you can buy them if you want, even if you have money.

The administrative unit where the building is located must issue corresponding procedures.

"Yo! The college students are here again."

"This kid, I advise you not to go to any trouble. If you really can approve it, wouldn't I have approved it for you earlier?"

"Hey, Dao'er pointed it out to you. I'm not doing some research. Why don't you just ask Peking University to come up with a proof?"

Li Jiankun walked into the office of the sub-district office. There were a group of grassroots cadres, some joking, some holding their foreheads sadly.

The identity of this matter cannot be concealed, including the purchase of No. 162, the temporary shelter.

He said that his relatives and friends in his hometown were so eager to raise money by selling iron and steel that they could buy and sell houses anyway.

Naturally, he couldn't get the proof from Peking University, so he tried his best, but it didn't work.

Li Jiankun smiled and said a few perfunctory words, turned into the corridor, walked to the end, and stopped in front of the street director's office.

The door was half closed.

Sitting behind the five-drawer table by the window is an aunt wearing reading glasses... No!Auntie.

That's called a lack of oil and salt.

"Dong dong!"

"Oh, Xiao Li, come on, come in and sit down."

This aunt is really nice. She is not like some guys outside. Li Jiankun comes over when she has a headache and chats with her about nothing, such as whether she has a partner or not.

Very good at chattering.

"Director Zhou, I'm not here to chat with you today. I have business with you."

After Zhou Huifang heard this, she picked up the pen she had just put down again without any interest.

There is no other serious business for this kid to come to see her.

No way is no way.

"Aunt Director, you can't do this!"

Li Jiankun almost didn't cry. He walked over and stuffed newspapers in his hands, covering her notebook and stuffing it into her arms.

The newspapers are folded.

There is a huge title on it——

"The Third Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China was held to discuss the housing issue again."

Yes, this historically significant conference was held in Beijing the day before yesterday.

However, the meeting has been going on for a while and there are many important topics. The four epoch-making words have not yet appeared in the newspaper.

"Oh, this one."

Zhou Huifang held up her reading glasses, took a look, and said, "I saw it this morning."

"Then you're still not ready to write me a note?"

Li Jiankun has a black question mark on his forehead.

He never expected that the housing reform would break the ice in September. The meeting clearly supported private housing construction and stated that the government should help solve the problem of building materials.

Eh!
There was no movement down there.

Well, now at such an important conference, housing reform is proposed again.

The content emphasizes that even newly built houses can be rented and sold, and buyers can pay in one lump sum or in installments. People should consider buying a house as a cost-effective option and provide subsidies to low-wage workers.

Is it specific enough?
Real estate can be done!As long as it's thief enough.

Although he doesn't think about it at all.Hey!
Auntie, now that you know everything.

Why don't you make any move?

"Xiao Li, you sit down first, don't be impatient."

Don't be in a hurry, you tough guy.

My brother's originally restless ambition to pursue his career has almost come to a standstill.

Li Jiankun pulled out the wooden chair and sat down. His heart skipped a beat. He planned to confront this aunt today.

As the old saying goes, you will be punished by your fate. You haven't even started yet. What do you mean?

"I understand the spirit above and I support it."

Zhou Huifang said: "Housing is tight now. It is reasonable for administrative agencies and public institutions to build some houses to adjust."

"Director Zhou, that's not all! The higher-ups have given repeated orders that private individuals are allowed to build houses!"

Li Jiankun picked up the newspaper and poked at it.

Zhou Huifang was silent for a while and asked: "You are a high-level intellectual. Do you really think it is reasonable for private houses to be built? Doesn't that mean developing private ownership? Don't you understand the nature of this?"

"Because of your matter, I recently went out to a meeting and deliberately inquired. All regions are now very scrupulous, and not a single application for private building materials has been approved.

"I've already told you what I said. I completely disagree with it, let alone set a precedent for this."

Gah!
The glimmer of hope Li Jiankun had just ignited was shattered again.
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On the way back to Yanyuan.

Li Jiankun pushed the [-]-meter pole and walked in the cold wave, letting the knife and wind cut his face, feeling bitter in his heart.

He finally realized that this was not a matter of being stuck by which unit.

This is a major social event!

A collision of old and new trends of thought!
"Wait until the plenary session is over and the slogan of reform and opening up will be raised?"

Li Jiankun shook his head and said to himself: "It's useless. Even this matter, there were still many people who couldn't accept it at the beginning."

"Housing reform is essentially an economic event."

Swish!
Li Jiankun's eyes lit up and he was all drained.

Then he swung his long legs, got on the bicycle, and ran wildly to Yanyuan with his buttocks flying.

Find a handler!

It's impossible for him not to pay attention. He should understand the far-reaching significance of housing reform better than anyone else.

However, I nodded my head and came up empty in the administration building.

Then he got on his bicycle and went straight to Langrun Garden. After entering the garden, Li Jiankun got off the bike immediately.

There are many well-respected old teachers living here. If you bump into someone, it will be a heinous crime.

When passing by Building 13, he saw a tabby cat.

The cat stood in the flower bed and stared at him.

Building No. 13, that's right, I just don't know which building Lao Ji lives in.

This cat never imagined how famous it would become in later generations.

Of course, it's worse than that white cat. I'm afraid I haven't raised it yet.

Li Jiankun parked his bicycle and wanted to get closer and masturbate to get some fame.

"Meow~"

Yes, slip away.

These days, even for professors from Peking University, the living conditions are not very good. The corridors are filled with stoves and the walls are covered with black grease.

There isn't one outside the door of Zhuangbazi's house.

He was alone, and it was easy to deal with everything alone.

"There is water in the pot and tea leaves beside it. Pour it yourself."

This is not Li Jiankun's first time here. Since the "Economic Theory", his relationship with the leader has become particularly delicate, and he has become both a teacher and a friend.

The layout of the room is simple, and the most common things are books.

Once here, people don't consciously become more polite, as if any words and deeds that are not those of a scholar are a stain.

Li Jiankun poured himself a glass of water, refilled his glass, and explained his purpose.

Chen Daisun sat on the wooden sofa by the window, closed the thick, unlisted manuscripts in his hands, and muttered:
“You are right, this is not just an economic issue, it is also very important.

“In many countries, real estate is one of the lifeblood of the economy.

"But if this policy wants to be implemented, there is only one way according to our current social situation."

Li Jiankun's eyes lit up. Sure enough, it was related to economics, and he was sure to find a handle.

"What can I do?" he asked quickly.

“To emancipate the mind, we must find a theoretical basis that convinces the general public.

Chen Daisun said slowly: "I am also looking for it. The entire economics community is looking for it, but there is no answer yet."

I'll go~
It's time to catch up!
Li Jiankun suddenly got goosebumps. Why did he feel like someone was about to be handed down a great responsibility from heaven?
(End of this chapter)