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Chapter 7 The most idle person

Creating a civilized city (creating a national civilized city) and demolition are the two most important tasks in front of the street and even the city. Yanggang Community is located in the center of the main urban area. Whether the city appearance and environmental sanitation can be done directly affect the image of Anhai. Therefore, since I started working on the sixth day of the first lunar month, the city and the streets have held mobilization meetings, work meetings and even on-site supervision meetings to continuously promote the work of creating a civilized city.

On the community side, the secretary Wang Xiaoqin is the leader of the civilized construction work group, the director Zhang Lili is the deputy leader of the civilized construction work group, and the community cadres such as Xu Dongmei and Zhang Yumin are all members of the group. Sometimes, the secretary and director are too busy with each other meetings and activities. During this period, they are busy holding meetings and participating in activities.

Because I only left one person on duty every day, many things that were not urgent were made appointments today, which led to a large number of people coming to do business in the morning. There were several people surrounding almost every work station, and the sounds of making and answering the phone were heard one after another.

"There are four main condolences for retirees. One is the honorary money, which can be collected 60 yuan per month as long as you are 80 years old; the other is birthday condolences. There are 160 yuan when you celebrate your birthday at the age of 80, of which 100 yuan is the condolences, and 60 yuan is the flower basket."

"Miss, do you have to come and collect it on your birthday?"

"No, it's okay for you to come later. Remember to bring your retirement certificate, social security card and ID card when you come."

"When the time comes, will you help me?" the old man stared at Tong Jiangkun and asked.

Tong Jiangkun smiled and explained: "Grandpa, you can come to me then, but I mainly report the entire material to you. The above will review it. After the review is passed, they will help you transfer the honorary and condolences money to the card."

"It still needs to be reviewed, what if it fails?"

"No, as long as you meet the requirements, you can apply."

The old man was about to ask something else, but an old lady squeezed in front of her: "Little girl, do you have to buy a flower basket just now?"

"Grandma, what the document says, then you can just send money to your card. If you want to buy a flower basket, buy a flower basket. If you don't want to buy it, don't buy it."

"I thought I had to buy it, what do I want to do with a flower basket!"

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the old man asked again: "Little girl, you just said how many policies there are. You only said two, how many more?"

Although there were several people waiting to do things later, Tong Jiangkun still patiently explained: "There is also a serious illness condolence. If you are sick and hospitalized, and the medical expenses are less than 10,000 and 20,000 yuan, you can apply for 260 yuan. It is similar to birthday condolences, of which 200 yuan is a condolences, and 60 yuan is a flower basket. If the medical expenses are less than 20,000 and 30,000 yuan, you can receive 360 ​​yuan of condolences, and so on, the medical expenses are capped at 40,000 yuan, which means you can receive up to 560 yuan of condolences."

"If you really spend so much money on medical treatment, what's the use of these hundreds of condolences!" the old man muttered.

"Grandpa, this is a condolence fund. You understand. Condolences means caring for you and giving it to your old one for free. As for how much you spend on medical treatment, you have medical insurance and can be reimbursed. If you really spend a lot of money, you can apply for serious illness subsidies at that time." Tong Jiangkun held up his glasses and reminded him: "It's best not to get sick. If you really get sick, you can't come. You can ask your family to bring your old ID card, retirement certificate, medical insurance card and hospitalization invoice. As long as you bring all of them, I'll help you with it."

At the same time, community director Zhang Lili was looking through the materials brought by a crowd, holding up her mobile phone and not knowing who she was going crazy with.

"Are you mistaken? The training institution is located downstairs of our building, but who is their legal person? How many faculty members do they have? Do you have a teacher qualification certificate? What certificate should our community issue? This is not a firefighter, nor is it the Education Bureau... Yes, yes, it's the third floor that has been open for three or four years. It's OK, I know."

"Director Zhang, what do you say?" the boss of the training institution asked anxiously.

Zhang Lili put down her phone angrily and returned the materials to the boss of the training institution: "Sorry, the secretary said that this proves that we can't open it."

"But the Education Bureau wants it!"

"Whoever wants you, whom you ask me to call me, I want to ask him what this proof can prove and why should we open it."

"Director Zhang..."

"Don't worry, you have complete procedures, what are you going to worry about!"

Zhang Yumin was not idle either. Looking at a handwritten document brought by the masses, he frowned and said, "Sorry, our community is not clear about what happened to this money. You have to go to the street for something like this."

"Xiao Zhang, aren't you playing the game? The person named Liu on the street asked me to come to the community first, saying that if you signed the letter, he would be able to make money from there!"

"I'm really not playing a missed ball. I guess he doesn't understand the whole story of the money. He must think it's similar to the employment payment. Lao Li, don't worry, you shouldn't have a penny of money, but you have to find the person in charge of this matter."

"The person in charge back then?"

"It's the former village team leader. We don't know the situation and can't help you apply with a handwritten note." Looking at the anxious look of the crowd, Zhang Yumin picked up his cell phone: "I'll help you make a call with Secretary Tang. These things were handled by him back then, and this situation is not yours."

Zhang Yumin was very persuading and finally sent away the people who came to ask for money. Seeing that she was not as busy as before, Han Xiaowu asked curiously: "Yumin, what happened to the one just now? What money did he come to ask for?"

"This matter is a long story. In the past, Anhai City was very small, and their area was all rural. Later, when land acquisition and demolition were acquired and demolished, the compensation was not in place. At that time, he said that he would make some compensation every year and give them money every year. As long as the villagers in that village have money every year."

Zhang Yumin clicked the mouse and opened the "Anhai County Public Consumption Supervision Platform" whose name had not been changed after the abolition of the county and the city was established. He then said, "But who should I give and how much should I give? How can we know later? And there were several villagers' groups in their village at that time. Some villagers' groups were expropriated only fields, and some villagers' groups had assets besides farmland. For example, they had opened small factories and built storefronts, and there were still profits until now, so the compensation for villagers in each group was different, some were more, and some were less. As long as the money was involved, there was nothing small, and they didn't know anything. Who dared to sign this word!"

"It's really troublesome." Han Xiaowu murmured.

"It's okay, I've gotten used to it."

...

After sitting in the shift for a morning, Han Xiaowu suddenly realized that what others did was more important than the other. He, the "only boy in the class", was the most idle. He was embarrassed about this, and a WeChat message came from his work phone. He picked up his phone and clicked it and saw that it was the "street United Front Work Group".

The news was forwarded by Jiang Suchun, a cadre of the Party and Mass Bureau of the street responsible for united front work, and forwarded it to the group. A notice from the Municipal Party Committee United Front Work Department on the establishment of the Anhai Overseas Returned Student Association, a blank overseas returned student information collection form, allowing people in each community to conduct a survey and count the united front work, and report it before Tuesday next week, and then report it to the Municipal Party Committee United Front Work Department after the street summary.

This is a new situation. There is only basic information about overseas Chinese and overseas Chinese in the computer, but no basic information about overseas students. Han Xiaowu was thinking about how to collect this basic information. Zhang Yumin, who was next to him at the desk, asked curiously: "Is it alive?"

Han Xiaowu put down his subordinates and looked up and smiled: "The city is going to build a foreign returnee student association. The street asked me to report the situation of overseas returnee students. There should be not many overseas students in Anhai. Even if they return home, they are not able to stay in the community. We only have a pedestrian street, only shops and small restaurants, and no big companies!"

Before Zhang Yumin could speak, Zhang Lili, who heard the conversation between them, turned around and said, "This is not difficult to count. There are three I know about."

"Great, thank you, Director."

"Director, I know that the son of the boss of Xinfa Clothing has gone abroad to study. Who are the other two?" Zhang Yumin turned around and asked.

Zhang Lili stood up and smiled and said, "Director Liu from the Respiratory Department of People's Hospital, he has been studying in the United States."

"I remember it, but he can't live in our community!"

"His home is not in our community, but the People's Hospital is in our community. Xiaowu, I happen to have his WeChat, I will push him to you on WeChat, and you can chat with him and ask him to help fill out the form."

"If his family's community also finds him, what if he needs to fill it out?" Han Xiaowu asked with a smile.

"Each one fills in, the streets will summarize anyway."

Han Xiaowu was about to thank him, but Zhang Yumin asked again: "Director, who is the other one?"

Zhang Lili pointed at Han Xiaowu and couldn't help but laugh: "There is far away in the sky and close to you in front of you, and there is another one that is Xiaowu!"

Han Xiaowu was ridiculous and hurriedly said, "Director, don't joke. I just studied for an MBA at the University of Hong Kong, and I'm not a full-time student. Besides, Hong Kong has returned long ago. Even a full-time master's student who graduated from the University of Hong Kong is not considered a returnee from Shanghai."

"I said yes, fill in it quickly. When we go to work together, we will sign up for a few more goodies."

"But……"
Chapter completed!
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