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

Ye Wenxi put down her chopsticks and looked at him seriously: "Director Zhou, please speak."

"While the random parts may appear random, it's best if there are some patterns to follow."

Zhou Xuchen put down his chopsticks and tapped his finger lightly on the table.

"For example, numbers can be extracted periodically from a poem, a line of lyrics, or a fixed text sequence according to specific rules to form a random code for that period."

"First of all, it still looks chaotic and confusing to outsiders."

"Secondly, your own people can use patterns to reverse-check and verify the authenticity."

"Even if someone counterfeits the random number, it can still serve as a basis for your later anti-counterfeiting measures."

Lu Weidong slowly picked up a piece of fish, put it in his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and suddenly spoke:

"Director Zhou, if we do it your way, does that mean the selection of poems and lyrics also has to be kept secret?"

Zhou Xuchen paused for a moment, then smiled: "Chief of Staff Lu is right, that's the key."

Ye Wenxi smiled and raised his glass: "This is an excellent suggestion. I'll think about it when I get back. Come on, Director Zhou, let me toast you." Lu Weidong also raised his glass, and the three of them clinked glasses.

Zhou Xuchen put down his wine glass, looked at Ye Wenxi, and his tone became serious:

"Comrade Ye, we'll be unpacking and examining the package tomorrow morning. Do you have any specific plans?"

Ye Wenxi hesitated for a moment, then put down his chopsticks.

"I really need to ask you two about this," she said, looking at them. "What does the political department of the military region mainly do? What could be the reason you've come to see us?"

Lu Weidong put down his cup, leaned back in his chair, and began to speak slowly and deliberately:

"The political department is in charge of the army's internal ideology, organization, discipline, and propaganda. Your matter is not originally under their jurisdiction."

He paused, looking at Ye Wenxi:

"However, after all, it carries the label of 'military-civilian cooperation,' which was approved by the military region. The quality, reputation, and image of the garment company among consumers must be positive."

"I'm afraid your guess is correct; some unpleasant rumors have probably reached there."

"Therefore, the political department needs to confirm this with their own eyes."

Ye Wenxi nodded without saying anything.

"The fact that this matter has been brought up to the Political Department is not necessarily a bad thing," Zhou Xuchen suddenly said.

Ye Wenxi's lips curved slightly. It seemed that Zhou Xuchen had the same idea as her.

But instead of revealing her full thoughts directly, she followed his lead:

"Director Zhou, what do you mean by that?"

Zhou Xuchen put down his chopsticks, his tone becoming serious:

"Actually, this time we can objectively lay out your predicament and the true situation, since it affects more than just the clothing company's profits and reputation."

Zhou Xuchen's words were already very clear.

"Yes, I understand, Director Zhou!" Ye Wenxi nodded.

"I heard that there weren't this many cases a week ago, but more than ten have appeared in the past week. If this continues, what will be the consequences..." Lu Weidong continued the conversation.

When Lun Weidong arrived today, he immediately saw the newly posted quality standards and management procedures on the bulletin board. This wasn't there before, indicating that Ye Wenxi had just instructed them to be posted.

When he saw this, he knew she was already putting in a lot of effort, trying to "prove herself" and "establish a positive image".

However, Lu Weidong will not be able to attend tomorrow's meeting.

Not just tomorrow, but in any situation and in any place, he must not utter a single good or bad word about the clothing company. This was something Ye Wenxi had specifically instructed him to do.

She didn't want people to say that the clothing company was supported by "Lu Weidong's connections," and she didn't want people to say that Lu Weidong "abused his power for personal gain."

Ye Wenxi must be facing considerable pressure right now. Lu Weidong wanted to share her burden and say a few words on her behalf, but he knew that the more he spoke up for her, the more unclear things would become for her.

So he could only sit and listen, passing the words to others.

"Director Zhou, if things continue like this and there are no effective means to stop it, what will happen in six months?" Lu Weidong asked.

Zhou Xuchen pondered for a moment, then spoke with certainty:

"It's very serious. After all, the growth of this kind of thing isn't linear, it's exponential."

He paused, his voice turning serious:

"Especially with the lure of huge profits, the number of counterfeits will likely grow exponentially."

"Without effective means of combating and preventing such attacks, we can only scratch the surface and cannot cure the root cause."

Ye Wenxi listened and slowly nodded. Following their lead, she stated the final conclusion:

"Moreover, it's not just a matter of sales volume. This kind of thing spreads like wildfire, and the impact goes far beyond just our clothing company's revenue and reputation."

"It seems we'll have to ask the organization for directions."

"Yes!" Zhou Xuchen and Lu Weidong nodded at the same time.

At this point, through their back-and-forth conversation, the three of them had basically aligned their direction and strategy for tomorrow.

They presented the "facts that the garment company was victimized" as "evidence that the organization should take charge of."

They turned "intervening in commercial disputes" into "combating illegal acts that undermine military-civilian unity."

As dinner drew to a close, Zhou Xuchen prepared to leave.

"I'm so grateful to you for giving me so many valuable suggestions today. I don't know how to thank you enough," Ye Wenxi said sincerely.

"Yes, thank you, Director Zhou." Lu Weidong nodded solemnly.

"Hey, don't say that." Zhou Xuchen waved his hand. "Comrade Ye's company is a company with a conscience. You've also provided employment for so many military families. We've all seen that. I'll definitely help if I can. I'll head back now."

"Wei Dong, see Director Zhou off," Ye Wenxi said.

Lu Weidong nodded and accompanied Zhou Xuchen outside.

The two stepped out of the clothing store, and a night breeze blew by, carrying the chill of early spring.

Lu Weidong stopped, turned around, looked at Zhou Xuchen, and his tone became serious:

"Director Zhou, regarding tomorrow's matter, could I ask you to say a few fair words for them?"

Zhou Xuchen also stopped, looked at Lu Weidong, and nodded slightly:

"Comrade Ye's company is doing the right thing, and he is an upright person. What we discussed today is not an exaggeration, but a fact. When I go tomorrow, I will simply state the facts and my judgment. I will say what needs to be said."

Lu Weidong was silent for two seconds, then reached out and squeezed Zhou Xuchen's hand tightly.

"Thanks."

Zhou Xuchen shook his hand and smiled.

"Go back, she's packing by herself."

Lu Weidong nodded, stood there watching Zhou Xuchen's figure disappear into the night, before turning around and walking back.

The lights in the clothing store were still on, shining through the window and casting a warm yellow glow on the floor in front of the entrance.

Ye Wenxi was bending over wiping the table, her hair hanging down, covering half of her face.

Lu Weidong stood at the door for a while before going in.