Director Gao looked around the office and said: "There is news of demolition over there on Weihe Street. Someone may come to apply for household registration recently. Be sure to check carefully to make sure there are no mistakes."
Liu Liyang said seriously: "Director, don't worry, we will strictly follow the policy and never let anyone take advantage of the loopholes."
Director Gao nodded with satisfaction, "Well, Xiao Duan may not be familiar with some situations. Please tell her more."
There are two types of compensation for demolition, house property rights exchange and monetary compensation. No matter which type, it involves the economic interests of the demolished households. In order to get more houses or more money, many people will make a fuss about their household registration. If they have the intention of demolition,
, but it has not entered the demolition freeze period. This period is often the peak period for residents to change their household registration information.
As soon as Director Gao left, Liu Liyang immediately relaxed. She went to the cabinet in the corner and put on police uniform pants and wedge ankle boots. She made a cup of instant coffee and said while drinking: "Xiao Duan, since you came here,
, my life has been illuminated by you.”
Duanmo smiled and said nothing. Another sister in the household registration department was on maternity leave, and Liu Liyang was the only one in the department. After she came, not only did she have a companion, but more importantly, someone took care of all the logistics work.
There are cleaners in the police station, but they are only responsible for cleaning public areas and ordinary offices. There is a file room in the household registration department. Even if the cleaners come to clean, someone must follow them. Since Duan Mo came, Liu Liyang has not been able to clean the police station for more than two months.
I haven’t touched the rag or broom, and I don’t have to come to work early every day.
The area under the jurisdiction of Xuyang Police Station is not small, but the population is not large, so the work of the household registration department is relatively leisurely. Knowing that Duan Mo doesn't like to talk, Liu Liyang doesn't chat with her, and is playing with her mobile phone. Someone is there.
When she comes to do business, she is always greeted and given a final look to check on her.
Today, just like the previous two months, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, until a phone call broke the tranquility of the household registration department.
The 110 Command Center received the report and asked Xuyang Police Station to send out personnel. Unfortunately, everyone in the station was busy with other things. There was only one mobile operator, and it would take at least two people to dispatch the police. So Director Gao thought of the household registration department.
, let Duanmo go and have a look together.
As an intern, she is just a brick on the road of revolution, moved wherever there is trouble. It is not that she has encountered similar situations before. When she first came here, she even went to see the old lady home with others.
She put on her down jacket and left the office, throwing a car key into her arms: "No. 54, Weihe Street, Building 7."
Duanmo walked a few steps quickly and caught up with Dashuai. Dashuai didn't live up to his name. He was not short, but he was as skinny as a stick, and he was not handsome at all. The reason why he has such a beautiful man
No. entirely because of his name, Yan Yishuai.
After getting into the station's police van, he put it into gear, started the car, and drove out of the yard. Duanmo found that Yan Yishuai, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes.
Duanmo swallowed back what he wanted to ask and concentrated on driving towards Weihe Street.
Arriving at the destination more than ten minutes later, Yan Yishuai opened his eyes the moment he parked the car: "No. 1, fifth floor, unit three, the landlord cannot contact the tenant."
This is the section of road that Director Gao mentioned before that was about to be demolished. They are all old buildings from the 1960s and 1970s. Building 7, No. 54, has a total of five floors. The gray building is mottled and most of the windows are made of wood.
, only a few have been replaced with aluminum alloy, and they are still the old-fashioned sliding windows from more than ten years ago. Only half of the wooden door at the entrance of the building is left, and most of the paint on it has peeled off, leaving some rolled-up paint.
You can barely tell that it was originally supposed to be red.