Reborn 1980 State-owned female factory director

Chapter 87 Chapter 87

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This house was allocated by the factory when she married Jiang Yuanyuan's father.

At that time, the unit assigned it, so it was your own by default. Why is there such a saying about the house?
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have never heard of it. What is the house book?
Wan Zhixin said: "The house my mother lives in now should be divided later than your house. We have a house book, but you don't have a house book?"

When Wan Zhixin got married, he also shared a house, just because his mother always wanted Wu Xiumei to give birth to another child for their Wan family. He himself respected Wu Xiumei. In order to prevent his mother from making things difficult for her, they simply separated from his mother. Come live.

His house is registered in his own name, so it belongs to him.

However, he didn't ask about Wu Xiumei.

Jiang Yuanyuan thought in his heart, if the property rights of the house were not clear, and Wu Xiumei was laid off, the factory would take it back as soon as they said it would, and they might not even have a place to live.

In the past, when working in a state-owned factory, it was a job for a lifetime. Therefore, they generally defaulted to the welfare housing allocated by the unit as their own.

If Wu Xiumei has been working in the factory until she retires, then even if the house is not in her name now, it will still be hers after the transfer.

However, if you are laid off, it will be different.

That means he was fired in disguise, how could he still enjoy the welfare housing in the factory?

"Mom, when we come back from Kyoto this time, we're going to take care of the house." Jiang Yuanyuan said aloud.

After hearing what she said, Wu Xiumei nodded slightly to show that she understood.

She didn't think about these things before, if Jiang Yuanyuan didn't ask, she wouldn't know about it!
During lunch, Huo Xianchen came over.

Seeing that he only had a light travel bag, Wu Xiumei asked aloud, "You only carry such a small bag?"

Even though it's summer now, clothes don't take up much space, plus some daily necessities, they still bring two big bags full of things.

Huo Xianchen looked down at the small bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten? I'll call home when I go back to the capital, so naturally I don't need to bring too many things."

Wu Xiumei thought so, so she didn't say anything else.

After lunch, several people rushed to the train station together.

There are many people at the train station, so you need to queue up early to enter the station.

Wu Xiumei and Wan Zhixin are so old, and they haven't been out of the city very much. At most, they only travel to and from a few nearby cities, and they only take the bus. They have never been to places that need to take the train so far.

Jiang Yuanyuan herself has never taken a train, but she has seen many people in those years when her soul was floating. Later, when Fu Ya immigrated, she also took a plane with her.

When checking the tickets, at the entrance of the platform, there are two staff members holding ticket pliers checking the tickets. They take the hard paper train tickets in their hands and cut a small hole, which means the ticket checking is successful.

After nearly an hour of queuing up to check tickets, the crowd rushed towards the train in a swarm, as if they were a step too slow, and the train left without waiting for them.

When the ticket inspection arrived at them, the ticket inspector glanced at the tickets in their hands, looked up at them, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then quickly restrained the expression on his face, and his attitude became very respectful , handed them the tickets, and pointed them to the direction of their carriage very enthusiastically.

Because the ticket inspector's attitude changed very obviously, Jiang Yuanyuan was also a little confused.

She lowered her eyes and carefully looked at the ticket in her hand, only to realize that Huo Xianchen actually bought a ticket for a soft sleeper.

It was just because the train ticket was not big, and the words "soft sleeper express" were written very small, so she didn't notice it.

You know, these days, train tickets are very difficult to buy, not to mention sleeper berths, even hard seats are not easy to buy, and many people can only buy seats without seats.

As for the soft sleeper, you can't buy it just because you have money.

To buy a soft sleeper ticket, you must have someone with an administrative level or a senior professional title with a letter of introduction from a unit above the county regiment level.

Ordinary people cannot buy these tickets at all.

It is impossible for Huo Xianchen, a young man who has just graduated, to have any level or title. Even if the administrative level of Sioux City University is Level [-], Hall [-], he, a trainee teacher who has just joined the job, cannot get a letter of introduction.

No wonder, the ticket inspector's expression changed so obviously when he watched them just now.

Jiang Yuanyuan looked up at Huo Xianchen.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that Huo Xianchen was really not the dark little boy he was when he was a child.

He may be acting like an ordinary young man now, making her forget that he grew up in a city like Kyoto.

After all, who can buy a soft berth ticket for ordinary young people in just two hours?
Seeing this, Huo Xianchen couldn't help laughing and said: "Why are you looking at me like this? If you keep looking at me, the train should leave."

Only then did Jiang Yuanyuan restrain his emotions and followed his footsteps.

What Huo Xianchen bought was a four-person soft sleeper ticket, no matter how high the level was, he really couldn't get it in a short time.

However, in a room with four people, it happens that the four of them can be together.

Wu Xiumei and Wan Zhixin have no experience, and they also know that soft sleeper tickets are not available to the general public.

They picked up the tickets in their hands, looked at the fare written on it, and were stunned.

70 yuan for a ticket?

This is nearly a month's salary for them.

The two looked at each other and didn't speak for a moment.

After a while, Wu Xiumei said to Huo Xianchen with an embarrassed expression: "I didn't expect that the fare would be so expensive."

Both she and Wan Zhixin thought that Huo Xianchen bought him an ordinary hard seat ticket, and they didn't even think that he would buy a soft berth ticket.

She quickly glanced sideways at Wan Zhixin.

Wan Zhixin received the signal from her eyes, turned around quickly, first took out a stack of banknotes from the seam of his trouser belt, and then took out three hundred-yuan bills from it, and handed them to Huo Xianchen.

After all, Huo Xianchen went with them, and logically, they should also get his share.

Looking at the money he handed over, Huo Xianchen paused for a moment with a smile, and then quickly recovered his smile, reaching out and handing over the money.

He knew that if he didn't accept the money, they wouldn't feel at ease with the appointment.

"Then I'll keep it first." Huo Xianchen said softly.

Jiang Yuanyuan sat aside and didn't say anything.

Huo Xianchen's help to them cannot be solved by money.

(End of this chapter)