Yuan Guogang realized that there were far more problems in grassroots property management than imagined. If these issues were not resolved, Changda Property Company would face more and more problems. He must listen carefully to the feedback from grassroots property managers.

"Just yesterday, an owner reported to us that the barbecue stall downstairs of his house the night before yesterday was so choking that he dared not open the window. This owner lives on the third floor of the unit next to the illegally built glass house." Lao Hou's

said the colleague.

It turned out that around seven o'clock that night, the owner and his family were watching TV at home when they suddenly smelled a smell like firewood smoke, which was very choking. "Hey, where did the smoke smell come from?"

He stood up and looked around, and found that the choking smell of smoke came from outside the window.

When he came to the window, he looked out to find the source of the smoke smell. When he looked down, he saw that the surrounding glass of the glass house on the first floor of the unit next to it had been removed, leaving only the glass cover on the roof, probably for ventilation.

There were seven or eight people busy under the glass cover. These people seemed to be five men and three women, mostly around thirty years old. Two scantily clad women were probably no more than thirty years old, and the other one was older and looked sloppy.

The woman is the hostess of that house. Among the five men, three are wearing shorts and vests, and the other two are shirtless and only wearing shorts. Except for the male host with a cockscomb-shaped haircut, the other four are all wearing different clothes.

The tattoo is exposed.

In front of a dark square oven about one meter long and twenty centimeters wide, a man with a cockscomb-shaped short hair held a broken fan in his right hand and fanned the wind under the oven, raising his left hand from time to time.

His eyes seemed to be choked by the smoke in front of him and shed tears. As he fanned the oven one by one, wisps of smoke came out from the oven, the same piercing and choking smoke that he had just smelled.

The smell comes from that rusty oven.

Several other people placed ingredients in front of the oven, such as meat skewers, beans, leeks, green peppers, etc. The hostess was busy setting up simple tables, stools and tableware, and the fashionable woman was coaxing the host's two children to play.

Seeing this scene, the owner quickly closed the windows to avoid choking. Although it was not midsummer this season, after all the windows were closed tightly, the room was a little stuffy. Fortunately, after about ten minutes, the oven in the glass house was lit.

After the fire was lit, the harsh and choking smell of smoke was much less intense, so he opened the window to let the air circulate in the room.

The choking smell of the charcoal fire disappeared, but the smell of burnt cumin came back. This smell was very uncomfortable, so he had no choice but to close the window again.

"We are not in the same unit as them, and we live on the third floor. If we still feel so choked, how can the neighbors living there tolerate it?" Yuan Guogang said.

In fact, the owner wanted to report it to the property office and ask the property management staff to take care of these outdoor barbecuers who only cared about their own enjoyment and did not care about the feelings of their neighbors. His family advised him not to worry about it. The neighbors in the glass house all

I can bear it. His house is still far away at least, so why bother to offend others? "Besides, even if you report it to the property company, it may not work. They can build that illegal glass house and eliminate the small smell of barbecue smoke.

Can we still take it seriously?"

"The owner's family members may seem a bit negative, but they are actually dissatisfied with our property management," Yuan Guogang said.

Lao Hou agreed: "Since that glass house was built, many owners have had this sentiment." Lao Hou continued to talk about the experience of the owner who reported the problem.

After all, in early summer, it is always closed

The windows were also uncomfortable. The owner told his family that cumin is a purely natural substance and some people don't like the smell of burning cumin, but the smell should not be poisonous. The family was persuaded and he opened the windows again.

At about 8:30 in the evening, the piercing and pungent smell of smoke came in from the window again. Maybe it was caused by the charcoal fire going out and starting a new fire. This smoke smell is different from the smell of burnt cumin. It not only pollutes the environment

, it is also harmful to the human body, and the owner has to close the window again and wait for the smell of smoke to dissipate before opening it again.

It was past nine o'clock, and bursts of laughter came from the glass house. A man shouted a pop song with a voice like a broken gong. After singing, there was another burst of laughter and applause. This happened again and again, which was very lively.

These people only care about having fun themselves and have no regard for the feelings of their neighbors.

It was after ten o'clock, and there was still laughter and laughter under the glass cover, mixed with the flirting between men and women, and the fishy smell of roasted clams.

After finally staying up until after eleven o'clock, the glass cover finally calmed down. As the lights in the room were extinguished and the sound of motorcycle motors faded away, these people finally returned the quiet environment and fresh air to this family as neighbors.

people, but who knows that his family will have such a happy gathering again in a few days?

"This summer, I hope this is the only time for them." Lao Hou said.

"Hmph, if the whole community is just like this one owner who makes trouble once or twice in the summer, the neighbors can tolerate it even if they are unlucky, but who can guarantee this? If there is such trouble every day in the community

Yes, other owners must have strong opinions, how will the property management company respond?" Yuan Guogang said.

"Your worries have become reality immediately. The owner who reported the situation to us yesterday only told half of the story. Those who don't have glass houses will find other ways." A colleague from the property office interjected.

The owner told the property management staff that at around 4pm the day before yesterday, the small square in front of their building was occupied by a family.

"It's past four o'clock and the sun is still high. What are the families going to do?"

The small square is a small leisure place in this community, which can accommodate up to thirty or forty people. There is a half circle of long seats in the southwest of the square, a mermaid sculpture in the east, and a lotus pond with a fountain in the north adjacent to the sculpture.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, a dark-skinned young man wearing a red vest and shorts came from the south, but he was obviously not the owner of the nearby buildings, because in the impression of the owner who reported the problem, the surrounding buildings

Donglou has never seen anyone with such a hairstyle. He only saw that the visitor had a very strange hairstyle. The area around his head was shaved, and the hair on the top of his head was left very long. These long hair were pulled up into a high bun.

Bun, tied on the top of the head.

This hairstyle alone was enough to attract attention. The red vest then brought a folding square table and a dark oven, and also carried a dirty woven bag. Needless to say, the bag contained charcoal.

The red vest found some fire starters such as dry leaves from the bushes in the nearby green belt, filled them at the bottom of the oven, set up charcoal on the dry leaves, and started to light a fire. After a while, only smoke was seen.

It is surrounded by a smoky atmosphere.

While the red vest was struggling to make a fire, four women in their fifties and sixties came from the south of the square. The oldest one looked bloated, with a thick layer of makeup on her face, and she was holding a few stacks of plastic bags in her hands.

plastic stools together. Walking behind her was a woman wearing light gray shiny pajamas, with her hair disheveled and holding dishes and chopsticks. The last two women wore

Wearing casual clothes, with slippers on their feet, each person held a few plastic bags in their hands, which seemed to contain barbecue ingredients.

The specific relationship between these women and Red Vest is unknown to outsiders. Among them should be his mother or mother-in-law, and perhaps his seventh aunt and eighth aunt. They first placed the barbecue ingredients on the table and waited for Red Vest to cook.

After lighting up the charcoal fire, they brought the ingredients to the oven and returned to the table to wait. The oldest woman and the woman in pajamas also lit cigarettes and started smoking leisurely.

After a while, a young woman wearing a gray casual dress came from the south pushing a stroller. The baby in the car was probably less than one year old. She went straight to the table and sat down on a plastic stool. This woman

They are about the same age as Red Vest, so they must be a couple. No wonder the outdoor barbecue is so popular, even nursing mothers can't resist its temptation. You can imagine its magic.

The red vest brought the first batch of baked food to the table, and continued to bake the second and third batches. The women on the table began to enjoy the delicious meal, while the red vest opened a bottle of beer and drank by the oven.

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The small square, which can accommodate thirty or forty people, has become an open-air restaurant for the Red Vest family. Originally, some middle-aged and elderly people came to the small square to relax every evening, but today, those who have walked to the edge of the square, all

Seeing this formation, they all left angrily.

Of course, this family cannot occupy the entire square, and maybe they don't mind others coming, but who wants to see the virtues of their family?

At around seven o'clock in the evening, as the sun set and the sky became dark, the lights in the square came on. The women moved the tables and stools under the lights and continued their dinner. Fortunately, it was early summer and it was not the season for mosquitoes. Otherwise, under the lighting,

Under the guidance of the lamp, swarms of mosquitoes had already driven away the family.

The red vest family ate intermittently until nine o'clock, and continued chatting after eating. The voices of several women were so loud that they were more than 20 meters apart. As long as the residents living next to the square opened their windows, they could hear them clearly.

sound.

The young couple taking care of the child have left, and the women are speaking more boldly.

A woman in casual clothes said that her husband likes to open his mouth and snore while sleeping, blowing air out loudly, which makes her unable to sleep. Several times, in order to tease her husband, she prepared several notes in advance, and when her husband came to sleep at night

When she snores, she sticks the note on her husband's upper lip, and the note makes a swishing sound when her husband snores.

This remark made the other three women laugh. After they finished laughing, one woman said she was making it up and didn't believe she dared to tease her husband like this. The other woman curiously asked what happened in the end, and the third woman said what else could she do.

In this way, at most her husband woke up, hugged her, and pressed her down. The woman's words made them laugh again.

At around nine o'clock, the women finally dispersed. Fortunately, there was a distance of nearly 20 meters between the oven in the small square and the building. Thanks to the diffusion effect in the larger space, the smell of charcoal smoke and burnt food was eliminated.

By the time it reaches the residents' windows, it is no longer so strong, and it does not appear to be too dazzling and choking. As for the garbage and stains left in the small square, it is the responsibility of the property cleaners.

"There is really nothing we can do when we encounter this kind of owner who has no quality and no self-discipline. He is not breaking the law, so even calling the police is useless," Lao Hou said helplessly.

"Although it is not illegal, it shows the low quality of such people. I think the property management company should take care of it. Otherwise, whoever is a neighbor to them will be unlucky. If there are elderly people or infants at home, what will happen?
Chapter completed!