The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 108 What if you became the captain of a brigade in the warehousing and transportation department? (Seeking monthly votes)

Lu Changfan arrived home just as dawn was breaking.

He took a detour to the state-run breakfast restaurant and bought meat buns that he usually couldn't afford. He wolfed one down to show off, then hesitated when he picked up another.

His wife is a fierce and domineering woman who keeps him completely under her thumb; he doesn't dare to eat anything behind her back.

Even though he believed that the money he spent on the steamed buns was all earned by him.

After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't eat the steamed buns and hunched over as he went back to the workers' village of the machinery factory.

The oil paper package in his arms was still radiating heat.

The lingering, stale smells of the black market clung to his cotton-padded jacket, mingling with the savory aroma of meat buns, attracting a stray dog ​​downstairs to follow him and sniff the air.

"Go away, you beast!" Lu Changfan picked up a brick and smashed it hard against the dog.

The stray dog ​​whimpered as it left, and upon seeing this, Lu Changfan smiled.

I am not living at the bottom of society.

On the Soviet-style red brick wall of Building No. 3, the slogan "The working class leads everything" was blackened by coal smoke. He stamped the snow off his feet and walked into the stairwell.

"Why are you so late? I thought you'd died in some back alley!" His wife stood in front of the door, hands on her hips.

Lu Changfan was used to this kind of reprimand, but today he felt he could stand up for himself for once:
"What are you yelling about? Are you trying to make sure everyone knows I went to the black market?"

"Go home quickly, and don't let anyone know what's going on in our family."

Xiang Hong gave him a disdainful look: "So what if you've been to the black market? Eight out of ten families have been to the black market these days, and look at them, who's scared of it?"

"You're just a coward. A person like you will never amount to anything in your life."

The son, Xiang Ming, came out upon hearing the noise: "That's right, Dad. I've been to the black market with my classmates before, and there's nothing to be afraid of. My classmates said that it's the same in rural markets, and the farmers there aren't afraid at all."

"Go away, go away." Lu Changfan's face fell.

His wife scolded him, which was bad enough, but now his son, who is in high school, also dares to look down on him.

This is truly outrageous.

But let them oppose it then...

Xiang Hong smiled as she saw her son's tall and broad back: "Luckily, our son looks like you, not like you. If he did, our family would be finished."

When Lu Changfan returned home, the way he pulled out the oil paper package was as if he were tearing out his heart.

He arranged the nine steamed buns in the shape of a lotus flower on an enamel plate. The soft bun skins were still steaming, and Xiang Ming's eyes lit up immediately.

Xiang Hong's parents rushed over, drawn by the aroma of meat.

But Xiang Hong hadn't moved yet, and no one dared to eat.

Lu Changfan went to the bedroom and took out the money.

Xiang Hong's fingers flew across the assembly line as she counted the money, fifteen ten-yuan bills spread out in a fan shape on the bed: "What's going on? Only one hundred and fifty yuan!"

Her eyes widened, and she reached out to pinch Lu Changfan: "That's a redemption ticket, not an ordinary purchase qualification ticket!"

"I've inquired. A regular exchange ticket can sell for 260 or 270 yuan, but this is a new type of bicycle with a speed-up axle. I'll sell it to you for 150 yuan!"

“It’s at least five hundred yuan!” Lu Changfan pulled out another roll of foreign exchange certificates and threw it on the bed.

"I went through a lot of trouble to find a big client and got this thing, it's worth a full two hundred yuan!"

Seeing the colorful foreign exchange certificates of different denominations, I was overjoyed, my heart blooming like a red flower.

She practically pounced on them and grabbed the foreign exchange certificates, exclaiming, "Wow, this is amazing! Honey, you're so great, you're so incredible, you actually managed to get these!"

"In detail... Ha, it really is a foreign exchange certificate worth two hundred yuan!"

"Oh, this time it's all good. Just yesterday, Rongxia from our workshop was putting on an act with me, showing me a ten-yuan foreign exchange certificate and telling me she had some foreign relatives. This time I'll show her ten ten-yuan foreign exchange certificates and see if she dares to put on an act in front of me again!"

Lu Changfan picked up the tea from the jar, took a sip, and then frowned: "It's cold."

"I'll pour you some hot water," Xiang Hong said, becoming increasingly attentive.

The couple came out behind them with beaming smiles.

Xiang Ming said anxiously, "Mom, hurry up and eat, I still have to go to school."

Xiang Hong smiled and said, "Eat, eat, let's all eat."

She deftly grabbed eight steamed buns, giving two to each person, and tossed the last one into Lu Changfan's chipped aluminum lunchbox.

Lu Changfan said with dissatisfaction, "Why should I only get one steamed bun?"

Xiang Hong snorted: "Don't think I don't know your tricks. You think you can outsmart me? Let me tell you, you're a long way off!"

"Who would buy nine steamed buns instead of rounding up to ten? You probably bought ten and ate one yourself!"

Feeling guilty, Lu Changfan muttered, "They only have nine buns left in that steamer."

Xiang Hong ignored him and said, "The factory is going to evaluate outstanding employees next month, so we need to give the director two bottles of good wine."

She licked the lard off her fingertips, then glanced at her husband engrossed in eating a steamed bun and immediately became angry:

"Can't you hear me?"

Lu Changfan said helplessly, "I heard you, but the problem is where are we going to get a couple of bottles of good wine?"

“I told you all to be nice to that Wei kid. He’s working at the supply and marketing cooperative now, and we’ll have plenty of opportunities to use him in the future…”

“He’s going to be a mover,” Xiang Hong said, hands on her hips as if throwing a tantrum. “What good is a mover? To help the family move winter vegetables or coal?”

Lu Changfan explained, "He is indeed a veteran porter, but he has superiors and colleagues who have connections at the port and docks."

"Today when I went to the black market, I heard many people say that their relatives at the port boarded foreign ships and exchanged for good things..."

"Mom, I want to bring some steamed buns for Liu Jianjun!" Xiang Mingduo grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

As a result, the backpack shook and a torn copy of the "Self-Study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" fell out, with a photo of a female classmate fluttering down from it.

Xiang Hong grabbed a feather duster and smacked her son on the back: "You little brat, are you bringing steamed buns for Liu Jianjun or for this girl? Let me tell you, don't go astray at such a young age!"

Xiang Ming ran out in a panic.

He slowly said to his father, "Changfan, your Uncle Wang's daughter works at a food factory. Go deliver a carton of Daqianmen liquor to her this evening, and she'll surely be able to get you two bottles of good wine."

Xiang Ming, who had run out, suddenly rushed back into the house with a steamed bun in his mouth and said:

"By the way, Mom, Li Weidong's dad bought him a big Forever brand car, which makes it much easier for him to go to night school now."

"Don't we have a voucher for a permanent bicycle? I'm thinking..."

"What are you thinking?" Xiang Hong waved the feather duster impatiently. "Why would a kid ride a bicycle? Just have Li Weidong carry you, isn't that enough?"

There was a commotion at their house when suddenly the iron gate was slammed shut with a deafening roar.

Xiang Ming angrily opened the door and shouted, "Who is it? You'll have to pay for the broken door!"

The door opened, and a December breeze rushed in, causing the oil painting "Comrade Leader Goes to Anyuan" behind the door to sway.

"From the Taishan Road Police Station!" Cheng Hua's suede shoes crunched over the ice shards on the threshold, and he took out a duty log from his leather gloves to show the family.

Several people burst in.

Wang Dong deliberately walked with his arms outstretched, the belt making a crisp sound as it brushed against the dresser. This was a trick he learned from his mentor in the security department, to appear authoritative.

Xiang Hong stared at them suspiciously: "Taishan Road Police Station? This is Shaohuashan Road. What are you doing at my house?"

Lu Changfan couldn't help but tremble.

He just got back from the black market...

As it turned out, what I feared most came to pass.

Wearing a blue uniform, Xu Weidong then flashed his red armband:

"We're from the anti-drug investigation unit, working in conjunction with the local police station. Is this Comrade Lu Changfan's home?"

Lu Changfan was terrified. He stood up, his legs trembling, and stammered, "Yes, yes, then, then..."

"Shut up!" Xiang Honghu glared at him angrily.

She deliberately kicked the enamel spittoon to Cheng Hua's feet, and a strange smell wafted out, making the security guard frown.

Xu Weidong pointed at her and said, "Hey, what do you mean by this, woman? Are you resisting law enforcement?"

"Fine, then stop wasting your breath at home and come with me to my workplace. You can choose between the police station or the public security station."

Xiang Hong, hands on her hips, said, "Let me tell you, it's 77 now, not 67. You can't just take us workers away with a single word!"

"Our family are all honorable workers. What crime have we committed that warrants such a fuss?"

Xu Weidong looked at Qian Jin behind him.

Brother, you're right.

The old woman in this family is really fierce.

Xiang Hong also saw Qian Jin at this moment, and immediately shouted arrogantly:

"Oh, so it's you old hustler! You've even been impersonating government officials! I'm calling the police, I'm going to arrest you!"

Qian Jin decided to take matters into his own hands and said, "Then you should go and call the police. It just so happens that our joint enforcement efforts by several units are not strong enough."

"Two hundred yuan in foreign exchange certificates! That's a major economic case that could get you shot!"

Hearing this, Xiang Hong also felt intimidated. She shouted in a bluffing manner, "What did you say? Why are you saying things we don't understand?"

Qian Jin tapped the cabinet with the cap of his pen: "No need to put on airs or act. Our units won't just enter ordinary people's homes to enforce the law if we don't have evidence."

"We don't play games, and don't think we're trying to bluff you."

"Let's start from this morning. Our security task force arrested a murderer."

He took out a photo and slapped it in front of Lu Changfan:
"This person is a repeat offender who is adept at combining economic crimes with criminal offenses."

"According to our investigation, his most common tactic is to find a speculator on the black market who has good items, and then buy them at a high price."

"He would use this method to find wealthy families, then follow the speculators who had taken his money, and when the time was right, he would break into their homes, kill them, and take the money back..."

Lu Changfan glanced at the photo once, and his vision went black, his legs gave way, and he collapsed into the chair.

He knew the man in the photo all too well.

The bald young man wearing large sunglasses and a suit was the one who bought his bicycle voucher with two hundred yuan and two hundred yuan foreign exchange certificates!
Qian Jin continued, "Your family is lucky. He had already scouted the place and was looking for an opportunity to break into your house and commit violence."

"But we have been investigating him for a long time, and in order to prevent him from endangering the safety of the people, we took action to deal with him earlier."

"According to our surprise interrogation of him, he made a deal with you, Comrade Lu Changfan, on the black market this morning..."

“Nonsense! My husband didn’t go out today, there’s no way he could have gone to the black market!” Xiang Hong shouted.

To be honest, she was frightened after hearing what Qian Jin said. She never imagined that there were such treacherous things in society, or such vicious bad people.

She breathed a sigh of relief after hearing everything.

So the bad guy has already been caught, what do I have to be afraid of?

Then a sharp voice came from outside the door: "Xiang Hong, aren't you talking nonsense? If your husband didn't go out, then who went to buy the meat buns?"

It was a middle-aged, plump woman who was leaning against the door watching the commotion who spoke.

She continued, "I heard it behind my door this morning; your husband really did go to the black market."

"I also heard him tell you to keep your voice down. He said that eight out of ten families have been to the black market, so what's there to be afraid of..."

"Shut your dog mouth!" Xiang Hong pounced on him like a provoked tigress, ready to fight. "You slut, how dare you come to my doorstep? Don't dirty my threshold!"

Qian Jin tossed his head, and Wang Dong stepped forward and subdued Xiang Hong with a grappling move.
"We're conducting a case here, so stop with the whining and whining!"

He knew that he needed to be skilled in combat after joining the security department, so he had recently become Zhang Aijun's apprentice and had been diligently practicing grappling techniques every day.

Now that he finally had a chance to show his skills, he showed no mercy in his capture.

When Xiang Hong's parents saw this, they rushed over and made a scene, crying and wailing, tearing her hair and clothes.

Cheng Hua showed the handcuffs:
"I hereby warn all comrades that anyone who disrupts our criminal investigation work will be wearing a silver bracelet and going to jail!"

Xiang Hong shouted, "Government, I'm innocent! You can't listen to that slut's words! Our two families are enemies, I have a blood feud with her, you can ask the other neighbors if you don't believe me..."

Qian Jin said impatiently, "No need to ask. Given the character of your family, you probably have a grudge against everyone in the building."

The plump woman laughed and said, "Oh, comrade, you're absolutely right!"

Qian Jin gestured for her to be quiet: "Lady, it's fine for you to watch. Citizens have the right to know about our law enforcement activities."

"But please try not to speak up or disturb our law enforcement work unless we ask you to, okay?"

The plump woman quickly nodded: "I'm sorry, sir, I won't say anything more."

All she needs to do is watch the lively scene at the Xiang family's house across the street.

Qian Jin said to the distraught Lu Changfan, "Comrade Lu Changfan, you have been arrested on suspicion of speculation and involvement in black market operations."

"Don't take any chances. We didn't confirm that you were involved in illegal activities based on what your neighbor or comrade said. We have solid evidence."

He then showed Lu Changfan another photo:

"This is a photo we got from the murderer. Is that you in the picture?"

Looking at the scene where he found himself in Nine Alleys, Lu Changfan burst into tears on the spot:
"Government, I...I...I admit it all. I plead guilty and I'm asking for leniency!"

Qian Jin said, "Your attitude is correct. The first thing to do now is to hand over the embezzled funds."

"According to the prisoner's confession, he bought your bicycle voucher with 400 yuan and 200 yuan in foreign exchange certificates. So please..."

"What?!" Xiang Hong shouted again, "Four hundred yuan? He's lying, it's clearly 150 yuan!"

Qian Jin stared intently at Lu Changfan.

Lu Changfan said in a panic, "It's 200 yuan, it's 200 yuan, it really is 200 yuan, not 400 yuan!"

Xiang Hong's eyes widened into cross-eyed stares: "You stinky Ma-ge, Lu Changfan, you dare to fool me!"

Qian Jin said impatiently, "You don't need to act anymore, you can't fool us."

"We've come to investigate your situation now because we have solid evidence."

“Your acting is useless. This stolen money must be recovered. If you are unwilling to cooperate with us in recovering the stolen money, then you are resisting law enforcement.”

"Our policy is to treat those who confess leniently and those who resist severely..."

"I confess, I really confess!" Lu Changfan said anxiously, "But I really only received two hundred yuan!"

Qian Jin, too lazy to say more, told Xu Weidong, "Take him away."

Xu Weidong immediately perked up.

Finally, I can show off my law enforcement prowess in front of acquaintances.

Show yourself, little one!
He threw off the handcuffs from the detention center.

He won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin, he won't turn back until he hits the south wall, and he won't give up until he reaches the Yellow River.

As Xu Weidong began taking people into custody, Xiang Hong finally stopped being so arrogant.

Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, and she began to sob and wail as if her face had changed completely.
"Comrade, comrade, you and my nephew are colleagues, right? We're family!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Changfan's eyes lit up as if he had grasped a lifeline: "What? Who is his colleague? Is he Da Xiong's colleague?"

Qian Jin waved his hand: "We are enforcing the law. Your behavior constitutes bribery based on emotional appeal, which is an even more serious crime."

"Come on, hand over the stolen money and come with us to our workplace."

Applause erupted at the doorway. The middle-aged, plump woman's clapping was the most enthusiastic.

Several people in the building were drawn in to watch the spectacle.

As the saying goes, "Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable."

They were all drawn here by Xiang Hong's loud voice.

Under these circumstances, Qian Jin couldn't possibly bend the law for personal gain, so he simply waved his hand and Xu Weidong took over.

Xiang Hong tried to plead, "Please don't do this, sir, we're family..."

Lu Changfan suddenly erupted:

"Fuck your own mother and father! Xiang Hong, my life is ruined by your family!"

"What did I tell you before? Don't accept Nobita's exchange coupons, don't accept the rewards he worked so hard to get, but you insisted on taking them!"

"I told you I wanted to exchange the voucher for a bicycle, but you wouldn't let me. You insisted I go to the black market to exchange it for cash! You forced me, you kept forcing me, you've ruined me!"

He grew increasingly angry as he spoke, and finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he lunged at his wife and began punching and kicking her.

Xiang Hong was quite burly, and her ability to suppress Lu Changfan wasn't solely due to her tough personality and soft groin; it also relied on her daring and fighting spirit and her excellent boxing skills.

Unfortunately, she has now been captured by Wang Dong, and Lu Changfan has subjected her to a brutal fight, making her scream in agony.

The crowd watching the commotion outside burst into laughter.

The elderly couple wanted to step forward but were intimidated by Xu Weidong and Cheng Hua's handcuffs and dared not make a move, so they could only instigate their grandson to do it:

"Xiang Ming, what are you standing there for?"

"Go save your mother!"

Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, Xiang Ming suddenly rushed forward.

Xu Weidong was about to block him.

He then rushed towards the door and ran out...

Qian Jin's eyes were opened wide.

First of all, Lu Changfan is indeed worthy of being Wei Xiongtu's maternal uncle; the two of them share the same sudden outburst of temper.

Secondly, Xiang Mingzhen is a coward who is tough on the outside but weak on the inside.

In reality, the Xiang family are all cowards; they can only bully the weak and fear the strong.

They used to bully Wei Xiongtu with absolute impunity, but now they're as timid as mush when law enforcement comes knocking.

The family pleaded desperately.

Qian Jin didn't care about the money; he just demanded the money and coupons first.

Xiang Hong thought her husband had really sold it for four hundred yuan, or perhaps she didn't dare to argue with Qian Jin in order to get leniency. In any case, she actually found four hundred yuan at home and gave it to Xu Weidong.

Xu Weidong issues the invoice.

The money and foreign exchange certificates must first go to the finance office of the investment firm before entering the national treasury; they dare not touch a single penny of it.

Qian Jin had no hope of getting the money and coupons back.

Anyway, he had already obtained the bicycle exchange ticket.

Not a loss.

Or, in terms of value, he was slightly at a loss, since a foreign exchange certificate of 200 yuan plus 200 yuan in cash was worth much more than a single exchange ticket.

But he had neither money nor foreign exchange certificates.

These things were just tools to him.

He took out 200-yuan foreign exchange certificates because he had previously checked that the agency classifies cases differently depending on the amount involved.

In terms of the amount involved, speculative cases involving 1000 RMB or more will be dealt with to the fullest extent of the law.

If foreign exchange certificates are involved, cases with a face value of 200 must be dealt with to the maximum extent permitted by law!

He doesn't need to worry about what happens next; that's Xu Weidong's business.

Xu Weidong uncovered a major case involving 400 yuan in cash and 200 yuan in foreign exchange certificates, which was enough for him to make a contribution!

Lu Changfan, as the person directly responsible for the crime, and Xiang Hong, as the mastermind and instigator, were both taken away in handcuffs.

A crowd of onlookers cheered, and the news quickly spread from the workers' village outwards.

On the way, Xu Weidong asked Qian Jin, "How do we get information about that murderer?"

Qian Jin said, "Where is the murderer?"

Xu Weidong was taken aback.

Qian Jin rolled his eyes: "That was a bluff I gave him. I saw the deal on the black market and then brought you guys here to investigate."

"Just tell your superiors that you went undercover in the black market early this morning to investigate a case of counterfeit US dollars."

"In the end, they didn't find any counterfeit money, but they did find someone involved in a serious crime related to remittance certificates. Then you followed the trail and brought the people involved to justice!"

Xu Weidong was surprised: "How come there's a counterfeit money case?"

Qian Jin told him about what he had seen in the ghost market, where he witnessed foreigners using counterfeit money to deceive the workers:

"I saw people exchanging US dollars for money on the black market today, and if I'm not mistaken, the money they had was counterfeit."

"But you should make it clear to your leaders that our compatriots are all victims, and if anyone is to be held accountable, it should be those foreign devils."

Xu Weidong was both angry and helpless.

They couldn't hold the foreigners accountable because their ship had already left port.

Qian Jin was also helpless about this.

He didn't actually see the foreigners using US dollars to trade with the workers at first, since he hadn't spent much time actually venturing into the black market. He only knew that the foreigners had counterfeit money when they were trading in the second section of the general store.

In addition, he also knew that these foreigners were involved in the smuggling business.

He can't report this deal for three reasons.

Firstly, because this is not human trafficking.

Some people want to work illegally in the United States to earn foreign exchange or seek refuge abroad. They pay smugglers to take them out of the country.

If Qian Jin reports this, then these people will be in big trouble once they are investigated.

At this time, most of those who risk going abroad are pitiful people.

Secondly, the foreigners were bringing along fake antiques and artifacts that he provided.

If the port authority investigates these things, it will cause trouble for him as well.

Thirdly, he needed to have something to hold over Jia Youcheng.

According to his estimate, conflicts between the two sides are inevitable in the future.

At least the conflict between Wei Xiongtu and the Xiang family has been resolved.

It was something that happened by accident.

Sunday turned into Monday, and Qian went to work.

When he arrived at class, he threw his watch directly to Old Guai: "Uncle Guai, I have accomplished my mission."

Old Guai's eyes lit up when he got the watch, and he quickly examined it closely.

After looking at it, he smiled wryly and said, "This watch is the same brand as mine, but it's not mine."

Qian Jin said, "As long as it's the same, you can wear it."

“It seems those foreign devils stole a lot of our coworkers’ watches. The friend I asked doesn’t know which one is yours, but he can only get this one back.”

Hu Shunzi, Er Biao, and others patted Lao Guai on the shoulder:

"Exactly, it's already amazing that Xiao Qian was able to find a watch. If it weren't for him, you would have nothing."

"If you don't want this watch, give it to me; I'd be happy to have it."

Old Guai quickly put away his watch: "No, Foreman Hu, I'm not unwilling to take it, I'm just explaining the situation."

Hu Shunzi was displeased: "Look at you, acting like I would actually want your watch. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

He asked the others, "Am I that kind of person?"

Everyone smiled without saying a word.

Of course you are!
Is there even a question?

Before starting work, Qian Jin went to Haiou Pavilion to take a look.

No one came.

It seems that Lao Wei hasn't sent the message yet, or perhaps the teacher is unwilling to cooperate with him.

He put on his gloves and prepared to work when suddenly several people from the head office arrived: "Hey, hey, hey, which one of you is Comrade Qian Jin?"

Qian Jin raised his hand blankly: "I am."

Others gathered around to watch the spectacle, whispering among themselves:

"Isn't this someone from the political work department?"

"Yes, the leader is Deputy Section Chief Fu Guocheng."

"What's wrong? Is Xiao Qian having problems with his political work?"

Fu Guocheng beckoned Qian Jin away and said seriously:

"Comrade Qian Jin, come with me to your brigade office. I need to ask you about some things."

Qian Jin's heart skipped a beat.

What happened?
After walking the dark too many times, I finally encountered a ghost?
The other members of the political work department did not go with them, but stayed in their squad office:

"Comrades, please continue your work, but those whose names we call, please come to the office. First up is Comrade Hu Shunzi."

Hu Shunzi's heart skipped a beat.

What happened?
Has my embezzlement and bribery been exposed?
It's just a matter of a few packs of cigarettes and a few bottles of wine, is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?

He sat down nervously after entering the office, then jumped up as if on a spring, hurriedly taking out a cigarette and offering it to the person in charge.
"The boss is smoking, come on, have a smoke..."

"Go ahead and draw, Comrade Hu Shunzi," a staff member said with a smile. "Don't be nervous. We called you in to ask you a few questions about Comrade Qian Jin."

Hu Shunzi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

So they weren't here to investigate me after all!

That’s good, that’s good!

He asked with concern, "What wrong did Qian Jin commit?"

The staff exchanged glances, then looked at him: "Why did you ask that?"

Hu Shunzi honestly replied, "Isn't this why your political work department comes to our door?"

The staff member smiled helplessly: "We are not only responsible for investigating your mistakes, but also for recording your meritorious service and outstanding work behavior."

"It's just that you don't usually make many merits or outstanding achievements, but you do make a lot of mistakes."

"Alright, enough with the small talk. Let me ask you your overall impression of Comrade Qian Jin."

Hu Shunzi often drank the wine that Qian Jin gave him, and even ate the big meals that Qian Jin treated him to. Some time ago, when Qian Jin made a contribution and received a reward, he even gave Hu Shunzi a gift in return.

Thinking that he, a hero of his generation, could not do something so shameful as to kick someone when they're down, he said:

"What do you think of Qian Jin? I think he's great! That kid's a talent, and even more so, a good comrade, really good..."

The staff asked him many questions about his work and ideological awareness, and Hu Shunzi patted his chest and kept saying nice things.

After all, someone who eats another's food is bound to do his bidding!
The same principle applies to others.

Especially since Qian Jin just helped Lao Guai get his watch back today, his coworkers feel that he is very capable, loyal, and a good colleague worth befriending.

When it was Lao Guai's turn to be questioned, he excitedly pulled up his pants to show them the surgical scar on his leg:

"When Typhoon Yuyan made landfall in July 1955, I worked continuously for 14 hours on the front line to salvage supplies. In the end, I was injured in the leg by a tow hook that was swept up by the strong wind, and it took a whole day to save me!"

"You can see this scar on my leg, it's 45 centimeters long. I almost broke my leg back then, comrades, it's a miracle that I can still stand up!"

“The organization recognized my merits and wanted to transfer me to a leadership position, but I refused. I didn’t want to go. I’m a porter, and I must fight on the front line. I’ll shed blood and sweat but not tears, and I’ll endure both hardship and joy without complaint!”

“I remember this matter clearly in my file, and the older colleagues in my unit should also remember it.”

"I'm not saying this to boast, but to tell you who I am, and also to tell you who Qian Jin is. He's just like I was when I was young!"

“If you listen to the slander of some bad people and try to deal with Qian Jin, let me tell you, we on the front lines will not allow it! All comrades with a conscience will not allow it!”

Seeing his eyes redden with emotion and his body trembling, the staff quickly helped him sit down and poured him a glass of water.

"There were no slanderous remarks or accusations, only letters of commendation!"

"Senior! Old comrade! Don't worry, we're not here to punish Qian Jin. We're here to investigate what kind of person Comrade Qian Jin is!"

Lao Guai said, "He is a good person, a good worker, and a good comrade. He is wholeheartedly devoted to the Party, the country, and the people. He never thinks about himself."

The staff quickly wrote down his words, had him check them, and then had him sign and put his fingerprint on them.

One by one, the workers went into the office and came out again. They gathered together and discussed the matter, but then they were still confused.

Qian Jin was even more confused after entering the brigade headquarters office.

The office was empty and deserted.

After handing him a chair, Fu Guocheng asked him, "Do you have experience leading teams on Taishan Road?"

Qian Jin said, "Yes, I am the captain of the Taishan Road Labor Commando Team and the deputy captain of the Public Security Commando Team, so I have some experience in leading teams."

Fu Guocheng laughed and asked, "You're still a school principal?"

Qian Jin shook his head: "Those are just nicknames people use for me. I see that many young people want to study for the college entrance exam, but they don't have a suitable learning environment."

"So I converted a warehouse on the street into a place where everyone could gather to discuss and study. Then some people joked with me that I was the principal of the warehouse school."

Fu Guocheng took a puff of his cigarette and nodded: "You have excellent organizational skills."

"You set questions for the students at the warehouse school, and today the organization is going to set you a question too."

"Take a look at this test paper. You have one morning to answer the questions, but I want to remind you that the shorter the time, the better."

As he spoke, he opened his briefcase and handed a piece of paper to Qian Jin.

Qian Jin glanced at it quickly.

It was indeed a test paper, with a very messy set of questions, just like taking the college entrance examination.

There were math problems involving moving goods and arranging manpower, basic questions about physics and chemistry, and even an essay at the end:
If you were to become the captain of a team in the warehousing and transportation department, please explain from both macro and micro perspectives how you would lead the team and build an elite force!

Additionally, please discuss how cultural progress and scientific development will change warehousing and transportation work. As a team leader, how should you respond to these changes?

After reading this question, Qian Jin had a very absurd association.

He looked at Fu Guocheng in shock.

Fu Guocheng didn't look at him and went to the door to smoke.

(End of this chapter)