Chapter 459: Current Situation of Urban Village Reconstruction
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Sitting in the taxi, Fang Zhicheng tilted his head and looked at the woman from time to time. She looked young. She held a makeup mirror in her hand and patted her cheeks gently with a powder puff. Slowly, her originally delicate face
The face gradually became lively, and the originally pretty face that was a bit innocent now had a seductive air.
The woman noticed that Fang Zhicheng was peeking at her and glared at Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng quickly turned away and whistled like a gangster. About ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at Blue Harbor KTV. After the woman got off the car, she saw
Fang Zhicheng did not get out of the car with a helpless smile on his face.
The reason why Fang Zhicheng stopped a taxi at random was to get rid of the informants who were stationed near his home. He seemed to be living and working normally, but in fact, he already knew that there were many people lurking in the dark monitoring his every move.
.This increased Fang Zhicheng's suspicion of some people in Xiaguang District. If he was not guilty, why would he monitor him?
His arrival has violated the interests of some people. In addition, those people are afraid that his arrival will affect the current situation.
"Aren't you going to get out of the car?" the taxi driver asked.
"Go to Sanyuanqiao Community." Fang Zhicheng pulled the brim of his hat and replied.
A wry smile appeared on the taxi driver's face, "Didn't you say you were going the same way as the woman just now? If I knew you were going to Sanyuanqiao Community, I could have chosen another route and dropped you off in advance."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said: "I made an appointment with someone else, and there is still some time before the time. I just happened to kill it in your car. Don't worry, I will give you more money later, and you won't suffer any loss.
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The driver shook his head helplessly. Like the woman who just carpooled, he probably regarded Fang Zhicheng as an alien.
Twenty minutes later, Fang Zhicheng arrived at Sanyuanqiao Community. This is one of the urban villages that Xiaguan District has focused on renovating in the past few years. It used to be called Sanyuan Village, but now it has been changed to Sanyuanqiao Community. He randomly found a
After sitting down in the restaurant, Fang Zhicheng ordered three side dishes and said a few words to the boss from time to time.
The boss is a local, originally a farmer. After the reconstruction of the urban village, he was assigned a house and used the first floor to open a restaurant. The business was usually good, but after dinner today, it was deserted.
Fang Zhicheng took a bite of pineapple and sweet and sour pork and said with a smile: "Boss, your food tastes good and business must be booming."
The boss waved his hand, sighed, and said: "Young man, what you see is just an empty shelf. In fact, you don't make much money every day. You can barely maintain operations and make sure you don't lose money."
Fang Zhicheng asked while eating, "Many resettlement houses have been built here, shouldn't there be a large population? I observed that there are no more than ten restaurants around, and there is no competition. Logically speaking, your business here should be
That’s very good.”
The boss simply sat down and complained to Fang Zhicheng, saying: "It's true that there are many houses here, but the population is very small. Outsiders compare Sanyuanqiao community to an 'empty city' and a 'ghost city'. Without people, it's miserable."
For those of us who do business."
Fang Zhicheng put down his chopsticks and asked, "When did this phenomenon start?"
The boss sighed: "It wasn't the urban village renovation a few years ago. Although the surrounding environment was a little worse, it was still very popular. Some migrant workers were willing to rent houses here because the rent here was higher than elsewhere.
It’s much cheaper. But since the urban village reconstruction began, everyone has cleared out all the people. However, the urban village reconstruction has been very slow, so the current Sanyuanqiao has slowly turned into an empty city.”
Fang Zhicheng asked doubtfully: "Didn't the community think of a way?"
The boss sneered and said: "Forget about the community, those cadres have all become multi-millionaires because of the demolition, and the interests of us villagers have been completely squeezed by them. Now they have purchased properties in other places, where are they still responsible for three yuan?"
The life and death of the bridge?”
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said: "Cadres are corrupt and put public interests into private pockets. Isn't there anyone who will report it?"
The boss waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "Of course someone reported it, but is it effective?" He pointed to a private house not far away that looked a bit out of place in the renovated urban village, and said: "Did you see that mud house in front of you?
?The previous resident’s name was Zhang Dawu, a well-known nail-biter. When he went to the city hall, the provincial government held up banners to defend his rights. His leg was broken some time ago. Now he is lying at home. He is really pitiful. The common people are wrestling with the government.
There is no way out, I can only endure it silently."
Fang Zhicheng was secretly shocked when he heard what his boss said, because he did not expect that the problems in the Sanyuanqiao community would be so serious, and the government had also formed a set of information blockades, making it impossible for grassroots information to reach the top.
Fang Zhicheng mused: "I didn't expect the situation here to be so complicated."
The boss mistakenly thought that Fang Zhicheng had come to rent a house. He felt that he had said too much and revealed a lot of secrets. He quickly added: "Young man, do you want to rent a house? I have a vacant house at home, the price is easy to talk about, and it is very safe."
,You can be assured."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said with a faint smile: "Thank you, boss. I'll take another look. If I can't find a suitable place, I will rent your house then."
The boss was not willing to let go of his customers so easily. He pulled Fang Zhicheng and smiled enthusiastically: "The house is not far from here. It can be reached in a few steps. I will take you to see it."
Fang Zhicheng thought that he needed to investigate more first-hand information, so he did not refuse the boss. He followed him on foot for about ten minutes and came to a group of old houses that looked slightly old.
The transformation of the urban village in Sanyuanqiao has not been complete. The surrounding areas have been demolished and large-scale commercial facilities have begun to be built. However, after walking inside, you can still clearly feel the backwardness and chaos of the urban village.
The boss's home is a four-story self-built house. Each floor is divided into about eight single rooms, with simple furniture and a separate bathroom. However, due to the long-term lack of ventilation, there is a smell inside.
Musty smell.
The boss introduced: "My house has the best environment among the nearby households. The house is large and the furniture inside was recently purchased. The rent is not much, only 150 yuan per month. How about it?"
Fang Zhicheng entered a room and took a closer look. It was only about fifteen square meters. He thought that if he wanted to understand the specific situation of the urban village in more detail, he had to calm down and personally investigate and obtain first-hand information. The rent here was not very expensive.
, simply rented a house, so he asked: "Does the house here pay monthly or quarterly?"
When the boss saw that Fang Zhicheng was willing to rent a house, he was delighted and said, "Usually it's quarterly payment, but if you're willing to pay monthly, that's fine too."
Fang Zhicheng took out one hundred and fifty yuan from his pocket, thought for a moment, took another two hundred yuan, and said, "Two hundred yuan is the deposit, and one hundred yuan is this month's rent."
The boss nodded quickly and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go down and sign the contract now."
Fang Zhicheng chose to rent a place to stay here mainly to better understand the lives of residents in urban villages. Not only to investigate the current problems of urban villages, he hopes to provide a new direction for the transformation of urban villages in Xiaguang District.
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He is relatively new to urban construction work and cannot do things casually. On the one hand, he needs to accumulate experience, and on the other hand, he needs to understand people's livelihood. Only by understanding the needs of the people can he make projects that the people are willing to support.
After signing the rental contract with the boss, Fang Zhicheng took a look and found that the people renting here were all young people, some of whom seemed to be college students. He smiled and asked: "Boss, you have a lot of young couples living here.
Yes?"
The boss waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "What kind of young couple are they? They are all college students who have not graduated yet. Hanzhou University has a branch campus not far from here, and many young couples come here to rent a house. The rent is not too expensive.
, we can live a world of two again. But don’t worry, my place is still quite quiet."
Fang Zhicheng sighed secretly. It had been four years since he graduated. Now college students have become much more open-minded and understandable.
Fang Zhicheng stayed at the boss's house for a while, and then walked out of the urban village. He had a rough judgment on the current situation of the urban village. Sanyuan Bridge is not even a semi-finished product now. In the district government work report, Sanyuan Bridge
Eighty percent of the renovation of Qiaocheng Zhongcun has been completed, but judging from actual visits, I am afraid that only about 20% has been completed.
The problem of urban village reform is so serious that no one from the district government pays attention to it. This phenomenon is the most terrifying.
Fang Zhicheng walked back with many worries. Because the village in the city had inconvenient transportation, he left the village and spent about half an hour. It was about 11 o'clock when he took a taxi back to the community. After paying the fare, he felt thirsty.
I bought a bottle of mineral water at a convenience store at the entrance of the community. When I arrived at the checkout counter and was about to pay, a familiar figure walked in from the door. It was the same person Fang Zhicheng had robbed a taxi with a few hours ago.
woman,
The woman seemed to have drank a few more steps, her steps were a little unsteady, and she staggered straight to Fang Zhicheng's side. She burped with the waiter and said, "Give me a bottle of juice."
The waiter frowned, pointed to the refrigerator not far away, and said: "The drinks are over there, please get them yourself."
The woman rolled her eyes at the waiter, reached for the bottle of drink Fang Zhicheng had placed on the counter, opened the cork, took a few sips, and said, "I bought this bottle."
The waiter showed embarrassment on his face and looked at Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "It's okay. I'll treat her to this bottle. I'll buy another one." After saying that, he turned around and took another bottle.
, and then paid again.
The woman, holding a drink in her hand, was already swaying out of the convenience store.
After Fang Zhicheng went out, he didn't pay any attention to the woman anymore and walked alone. However, the woman glanced at Fang Zhicheng from time to time, her drunken eyes hiding vigilance.
Suddenly she stopped, turned around, patted her forehead, and said with a smile: "No wonder you look so familiar. Now I remember, you are the weird one!"
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly to himself, now the roles have been reversed, the weird one is not me, but you.