1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1100 Pre-departure Mobilization Meeting

After handing over all her work, Chu Xue went into the small office inside: "Section Chief, the factory office called me to a meeting. I don't know how long it will last, so I'll just leave from there."

Section Chief Li was not a stingy person to begin with. He smiled and took out a few national grain coupons and meat coupons from his drawer: "It's not much, it's just a small token of my appreciation. Take good care of yourself while you're away from home. I'll be waiting for your good news."

After saying a few words to Sister Hong and greeting the others in the office, I hurriedly headed towards the factory office with my things.

When she arrived, in addition to Director Chen from the factory office, Deputy Factory Director Gu was also there.

Seeing her come in, Deputy Factory Director Gu smiled and waved to her: "Xiao Xiao is here. Find a place to sit. The other comrades who will be leaving together tomorrow will be waiting."

Chu Xue nodded lightly and found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

Just as she was thinking of calling Fu Yancheng after the meeting, she felt someone standing beside her: "You're Xiao Chuxue?"

Chu Xue looked up at the person who spoke and recognized him as Qin Ruoyun, the person with connections in the factory office. She said calmly, "Yes, that's me. Is there something you need?"

Qin Ruoyun didn't expect her to have this attitude. After looking her up and down, she said sourly, "If Lu Mingbo hadn't been injured, you wouldn't have had a chance."

After saying that, she rolled her eyes at Chuxue.

Chu Xue looked directly at her: "If Comrade Qin is capable of handling this, there's no need to borrow someone from the finance department, don't you think?"

She wanted to go south to fill the space with some new species, but that didn't mean she wanted to put up with this nonsense. The commotion above naturally reached Director Chen and Deputy Factory Director Gu. After exchanging a glance, their gazes towards Qin Ruoyun were filled with annoyance. This person was a relative of Director Yang's old friend; they clearly had better options back then, but Director Yang's old friend had specifically intervened.

Qin Ruoyun was lucky at the time. Someone from the Ministry of Industry happened to be there on business and chatted with her casually for a few minutes. She was able to answer him in a stammering manner.

The person thought she was stuttering because she was nervous. Who would have thought that she had memorized these simple everyday conversational phrases by rote, just to prepare for that job recruitment?

This made things difficult for Lu Mingbo, who worked with him. Whenever there was work related to this, whether it was needing to travel for business as an interpreter or translating factory documents, it was all Lu Mingbo's job. Qin Ruoyun was responsible for reception work. Anyway, the job involved the same few phrases. If she couldn't answer a question, Lu Mingbo would take care of it. In the years she had been at the factory, apart from becoming more fluent in those few phrases, she hadn't made any progress in other areas.

Fortunately, these days, there aren't that many places where translation is needed. Even if there are, it's mostly just translating machine manuals or the annual Canton Fair.

Another ten minutes or so passed, and all the people who were there to pave the way for tomorrow's departure were in place.

Deputy Factory Director Gu stood up first: "Tomorrow everyone will be heading to the Canton Fair. This time, we're not just going to make our mark; we need to push our newly rolled batch of boiler plates out there. I heard that factories in Southeast Asia are expanding production. This is an opportunity. Whether we can secure orders depends entirely on everyone's efforts. Does everyone have confidence?"

Hearing Deputy Factory Director Gu's words, everyone looked forward to a bright future and exclaimed with excitement, "Yes!"

Old Zhou from the technical department stood up first: "Deputy Factory Director Gu, this afternoon I took Zhang Aiguo and Qian Silin to repeatedly check the boiler plates that just came off the production line in the warehouse. We picked out the flattest ones with the most uniform texture, wrapped them in three layers of kraft paper soaked in rust-preventive oil, and then nailed them into thick wooden boxes. There will be absolutely no mistakes."

(End of this chapter)