Beautiful beauties in the 80s courtyard

Chapter 232 Hua Hua hasn't come much these past few days.

Meng Xia looked at her second daughter pushing the cart in, her expression changed, and she went up to Lu Qiaoge to tell her what Aunt Sun had come for.

"...She didn't actually have any bad intentions. She was probably feeling unwell, so she came to me to complain. Her family needed to compensate Yaya for her medical and nutritional expenses. The neighborhood committee and the security department handled it together, giving her a lump sum of ninety yuan in cash, ten jin of grain coupons, and three jin of meat coupons. Actually, this was considered lucky. Yaya seems to be fine. If she had really contracted rabies, Zhang Zhuliang would have gone crazy. Those two families were truly enemies, and deep enemies at that."

"Don't worry about her. You did the right thing. Mom and Dad support you."

Lu Qiaoge looked at Meng Xia with a smile and said a few words affectionately. Su Hui and Qiao Ling also got off work, and the group chatted while washing up.

Lu Da got off work very late today.

However, everyone was waiting for him to have dinner together.

Lu Da was carrying a lunchbox, and you could almost smell the aroma of braised pork.

Seeing her husband so happy, Meng Xia frowned and walked over, saying in surprise, "You haven't been drinking, so why are you so happy? Hey, what's in this lunchbox?"

Old Lu handed the lunchbox to Meng Xia, smiling and saying, "This is braised pork I got from a state-run restaurant, and it's a large portion. Let's celebrate tonight."

The Lu family all looked at Lu Da.

Meng Xia said with a stern face: "Did you get a bonus? You're such a spendthrift. I don't know what's going on at home... Even if you're buying braised pork, you can't buy such a big portion. If you buy less, I can add some cabbage and potatoes, and that will be enough for everyone to eat for two meals."

Meng Xia has always been like this, and no one thinks there's anything wrong with it.

Old Lu waved his hand and, without keeping anyone in suspense, said crisply, "Let me tell you, I'm now a level eight worker. I passed the assessment. Hahaha, I've even got my certificate."

Even Mrs. Lu looked at Lu Da in shock.

Only Lu Qiaoge wasn't too shocked.

She already knew about this.

But she has been very busy lately, and Lao Lu asked Qin Hengzhi to keep it a secret, so Qin Hengzhi really didn't say a word to Lu Qiaoge.

So when Lao Lu's gaze fell on Lu Qiaoge's face, she immediately looked shocked, her eyes widening: "Really? I haven't heard about this at work."

Old Lu said smugly, "You're from the neighborhood committee, we're from the factory area. How would you know about this?"

Then he opened his briefcase and carefully showed Mengxia a small red book.

Meng Xia was truly happy this time.

Level 8 is the highest level.

Actually, it seems like cadres have a higher status than workers now. Just a few years ago, an eighth-grade worker earned more than the factory director.

He climbed up the ranks step by step through sheer ability.

This not only proves his superb skills, but also means that he will receive a high salary upon retirement.

Of course, wages will also increase now.

One extra pound of meat coupons per month.

Another benefit is that children are given priority in recruitment.

Because 516 was not an ordinary state-owned factory, Lao Lu's salary was higher than that of other factory workers at the eighth level, at 129 yuan per month.

Lu Da was overjoyed, and Meng Xia stopped calling him a spendthrift.

Lu Da felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

At that moment, Qin Hengzhi received a phone call.

It was Lu Qiaoge who asked him to find Sun Ziliang's information.

It is understood that this person is indeed skilled in medicine, and at a very high level.

He was fired from the hospital because of a dispute between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and he also got into a physical altercation with someone. He also almost severed ties with his family.

“I checked, he used to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and now he has a good reputation on the farm.”

Qin Hengzhi hesitated for a moment, then said to him, "Brother Jun, do me a favor and transfer this person back to Jiangcheng for me. Give him a worker quota."

Sun Ziliang is 65 years old. Because he was dismissed, he doesn't receive a retirement pension. I believe he would agree to be given a worker's quota.

The other party didn't ask why and readily agreed.

Qin Hengzhi hung up the phone.

Thinking of Elder Gu, who was recuperating at the retirement home, I have to admit that some people are irreplaceable.

Mr. Gu was that kind of person.

If his illness can be cured, Project 01 could progress much faster than it is now. Not to mention there might be other new projects as well.

Remembering that Qiao Ge had asked him to help improve the instant noodle production line, Qin Hengzhi found a book and began searching for relevant information.

After reading a few lines, my gaze involuntarily drifted to the window; Hua Hua hadn't been coming by much these past few days.

There are hardly any swallows, sparrows, or even that gray pigeon anymore.

Could it be that the matter of the big black dog made Qiao Ge wary?

Qin Hengzhi's eyes were gentle, but his heart was filled with melancholy.

He sighed silently and continued reading.

At the same time, the Swan Hotel.

Zhen Xi was deep in thought.

He was alone in the room, and he was thinking about what had happened in the foreign trade department's conference room during the day.

My mind was in a mess at the time, but the incident happened in front of a crowd of people, in front of those simple, strange, yet positive and uplifting individuals.

My father called several times, telling me to come home soon.

However, he has yet to set off.

To be honest, the people here give him a different feeling.

I finally understand what it means to have a sincere heart.

They were genuinely kind to him.

Therefore, he cannot embarrass himself in front of them.

In that case, he would never be able to set foot in this place in his lifetime.

Just as he was desperately trying to control it, a change occurred.

It seemed like only a blink of an eye before Lu Qiaoge poured him a glass of water.

His secretary told him that there was medicine in the glass of water, and that Lu Qiaoge must have crushed the pills.

Thinking about this, Zhen Xi frowned slightly, and the hand that was pressing on his shoulder now seemed incredibly strong.

Zhen Xi shook his head, stopping his wild thoughts. His mother had told him that one should be clear about right and wrong.

So how should he thank Lu Qiaoge for saving him this time?

Send a Gift?
Definitely not. Many customs here are different from those in the port city. While it may seem closed-minded, women still go out to work and can hold many positions. However, despite its openness, it is very strict about relationships between men and women.

In particular, he was a Hong Kong businessman, while Lu Qiaoge was an official in a military factory.

Let's see if we can get more orders tomorrow.

This night was far from peaceful.

Having just received information from the secretary, Assistant Gao and Xiao Ka pretended to smoke and began exchanging information in a corner of the corridor.

"President Zhen had a relapse, but Lu Qiaoge managed to calm him down by giving him medicine."

"Actually, if he embarrasses himself, we'll feel a bit awkward too."

"Yes, after all, this isn't a port city."

"Then... Lu Qiaoge isn't the guardian of the treasure?"

"It shouldn't be, they've never had any contact with each other alone."

"But something is still a bit suspicious. We should be careful."
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The next morning, Lu Qiaoge went to the neighborhood office. She arrived very early, before everyone else had gone to work.

Lu Qiaoge left a note for Director Hu, saying that she had to go to the archives bureau in the morning. It was her first day helping out, so it wasn't convenient for her to ask for leave. She would ask for leave in the afternoon and go directly to the foreign trade department...

After writing the note, Lu Qiaoge felt that not having a phone was really inconvenient.

But actually, it's really peaceful without phone calls.

It's the kind of peaceful sleep where you can fall asleep without having to worry about anything.

It's hard to say whether advanced communication has liberated or enslaved humanity.

(End of this chapter)