A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Ye Wenxi was in an office of the Military Dependents Management Committee, checking on the progress of the mutual aid society's preparations.

Temporary office space and promotional wall for the "Mutual Aid Society" are being set up here.

Section Chief Chen from the Logistics Department, Director Wang from the Military Dependents Management Committee, and Zhang Yunxia all met with Ye Wenxi here.

They made preliminary preparations according to her initial general plan.

More than a dozen "mutual aid categories" have been initially drafted, including:

Appliance repair, carpentry, childcare, nursing, errand running, cleaning, cooking...

Once Ye Wenxi confirms and approves these, they will be released for publicity.

After an initial interview by the Military Family Committee, those who pass will be included in the Mutual Aid Society's service list for military families in need to choose from.

Regarding the hourly rate, it will be slightly lower than the market rate during the trial operation phase.

It'll probably be around 20% off.

For example, a carpenter's fee for making a table and chair is five yuan, but here we only charge four yuan.

The Military Commission specifically assigned two personnel to manage this, one full-time and one part-time.

Ye Wenxi glanced at the layout, structure, and promotional slogans, and nodded.

"We can start running it first and then gradually improve it."

"Just one small suggestion: you need to invest a lot in follow-up visits in the early stages."

"Interview employers and employees to understand the problems from their feedback, and then improve the process based on the problems."

"After each follow-up visit, a summary and analysis must be conducted. These feedbacks should be regularly used to develop improvement plans."

"We will continue to improve this mutual assistance mechanism."

After listening, Section Chief Chen nodded and made two notes in his notebook.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to handle this specifically."

Director Wang added, "Let the Military Family Committee take the lead on this follow-up visit. They're on the same side, so it's easier for them to speak up."

Ye Wenxi nodded in agreement.

"I do have a need right now. If there are enough people, I can be the first person to ask for help at the mutual aid society."

In the past two days, while she was calculating the materials and equipment needed for the venue, she discovered that the cost of costume mannequins was not low.

At least thirty people are needed, including men and women, tall and short, fat and thin.

She checked the prices outside and was shocked by how expensive they were—15-20 yuan each.

The key issue is that the mannequins they bought all had similar body types, like they were made from the same mold, which didn't meet her expectations.

She needs people of different heights and weights to design patterns for different groups of people.

So she decided to have it custom-made by the carpenter from the mutual aid society.

Make it out of wood.

Half-body, including the neck and half of the buttocks.

It can be worn over a top or hung on the bottom.

She explained her needs to them.

"Can you do it?" She looked at Section Chief Chen and Director Wang.

Director Wang chuckled and said, "Sure!"

"Old Chen will do."

"Not only is he capable, he can also find a lot of people to work with."

Ye Wenxi remembered.

Old Chen is a jack-of-all-trades; he can do everything. He was the one who helped me answer the phone back then.

The large bathtub at home was ordered from him by Lu Weidong.

"That's great."

"That way, I only need to state my requirements. The rest will be handled by following the established procedures."

Ye Wenxi's meaning is: registration, publication, worker identification, interviews, facilitation, re-registration management, and follow-up...

Throughout this entire process, the work of the "mutual aid society" cannot be omitted.

Otherwise, it loses its meaning, and you can't grasp the problems or figure out the tricks of the trade from the process.

Director Wang nodded.

"I understand. Then wait for our message and we'll try our best to get back to you as soon as possible."

"Okay."

The group chatted about some details before parting ways.

Director Wang returned to his office and had just sat down when a staff member followed him in:

"Director Wang, the security department just called to say that a military family member trespassed into the training restricted area and refused to reveal his identity after being caught."

"Let us check which company it is."

"Huh?" Director Wang was taken aback.

"Military dependents? What kind?"

"A young boy, not very familiar to the security department, seems like a new face."

Director Wang had a headache; the affairs of military families were under her jurisdiction, and she had to make the trip.

She got on her bicycle and hurried towards the security office.

Upon arriving at the location, one could immediately see Su Feng sitting at the entrance of the duty room, leaning against the back of the chair with one hand resting on the edge of the chair.

Director Wang's mind went blank for a moment.

How did we end up bumping into this person?

Those are special forces personnel.

The place they stay in is a place where you have to report your presence before you can enter or leave; it's not a place you can just go anywhere.

"Are you his parent?" Su Feng glanced at her.

"No, no, I am the director of the Military Family Members Committee. My name is Wang Hongmei."

"I've come to check out this kid."

Su Feng didn't speak, but nodded.

Wang Hongmei walked into the house and saw a boy who was about half a year old sitting on a chair.

She recognized him; she wasn't very familiar with him.

"Young man, which family are you from?" she asked in a soft voice.

Lu Xiaojun did not give a direct answer.

He casually crossed his legs, shaking them as he spoke.

"Just tell me what punishment you've received. Why do you keep asking me which company it belongs to?"

This kid is stubborn; he wants to take the blame himself and doesn't want to involve his family.

"You should still be a minor, right?" Wang Hongmei sighed.

"This matter won't be resolved without informing the parents."

Lu Xiaojun scratched his head and sighed.

Since he was captured, he has thought of eight hundred tricks, but none of them have worked.

How did I run into such a tough nut to crack? He caught me.

"I think you must have just arrived recently," Wang Hongmei said, looking at him.

"We can find out even if you don't tell us."

"However, it also depends on your attitude."

Wang Hongmei tapped him, meaning he should explain himself and admit his mistakes.

Lu Xiaojun remained silent for a few seconds.

"Can I make a phone call?"

"Okay, go ahead." Wang Hongmei knew that the boy was probably looking for his family.

Lu Xiaojun gritted his teeth and dialed Ye Wenxi's extension number.

The phone rang several times, but no one answered.

Ye Wenxi was not at home at the time.

She was leading her helpers in cleaning the warehouse.

This work has been going on for several days, mainly due to a lack of water.

There was no water pipe, so they collected snow from the ground, lit several stoves, and melted it into water, pot after pot.

Lu Xiaojun hung up the phone, his brows furrowed.

"No one's answering?" Wang Hongmei asked.

Lu Xiaojun didn't answer, and dialed Lu Weidong's number again.

"Hey? Who is this?" Lu Weidong's deep, hoarse voice came through the receiver.

"Second Uncle..."

"Xiao Jun?"

Lu Weidong sensed something was off about Lu Xiaojun's tone.

……

A dozen minutes later, Lu Weidong frowned and stomped his military boots heavily on the ground.

They took quick steps and landed firmly on their feet.

The corridor echoed with dull footsteps, like the beat of a drum.

When he pushed the door open and came in, the atmosphere in the entire security department seemed to drop a few degrees.

The two bars and two stars on his epaulets gleamed coldly under the fluorescent lights. His eyebrows were lowered, and he glanced around at the people in the room without saying a word.

His gaze fell on Lu Xiaojun and lingered for two seconds.

Lu Xiaojun subconsciously shrank his neck.

The security officer who came to greet him saluted Lu Weidong: "Chief of Staff Lu."

"I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."

Lu Weidong's gaze was still fixed on Lu Xiaojun's face.

"Tell me, where have you been?" Lu Weidong's tone was extremely tense.

Each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"So it's yours."

Su Feng's voice rang out from behind, tinged with a hint of mockery.

He had just gotten up to go to the restroom, and when he came back, he stumbled upon this scene.

Lu Weidong did not turn around.

He frowned, closed his eyes, and sighed.

That sigh was deep and long, and it gave me a headache.

Lu Xiaojun perfectly captured the subtle atmosphere between the two.

In addition, there was all the gossip that Lu Weihua added to him after he returned.

Oh no... it's over.

He sent a large lump of meat to his dear second uncle.