Chapter 164: An unexpected joy

Lu Qiaoge laughed.

Does this count as a meeting of minds?

She asked like this, and he knew she wanted to ask about someone?

"Help me ask about a doctor named Sun Ziliang, but he might not be a doctor now. However, he is from Beidu, born in 1910, and has a master surnamed Jiang. In 1935, Sun Ziliang once came to Jiangcheng with his master. His master had a nickname called Divine Doctor Jiang."

Qin Hengzhi listened carefully and told Lu Qiaoge that he had remembered it. He would make a phone call later and ask his friends in Beidu to help him check.

But this would take some time.

Lu Qiaoge indicated that she was not in a hurry.

The two entered the workshop together; it was still Section Chief Zhong from last time who received Lu Qiaoge.

Section Chief Zhong seemed much more cheerful than last time and smiled at Qin Hengzhi: "Representative Qin, go do your work; I will handle things well for Comrade Lu."

Qin Hengzhi looked at Lu Qiaoge with gentle eyes and said to her in a low voice: "You saved someone; such good deeds will definitely be publicized. Wait to receive the commendation."

The matter of saving Ding Jianshe hadn't been publicized yet.

It was Lu Qiaoge who told Qin Hengzhi on the way.

Qin Hengzhi had always known that Lu Qiaoge had great strength and quick reactions, but he didn't expect her to be so decisive.

If Lu Qiaoge had hesitated for a second at that time, she wouldn't have been able to save Ding Jianshe.

Qin Hengzhi examined Lu Qiaoge's arm with a serious attitude.

There was no hint of flirtation, only seriousness and earnestness.

He was worried that Lu Qiaoge had a muscle strain without knowing it.

Fortunately, it was fine.

He praised in his heart that Lu Qiaoge was truly a brave little girl.

If she joined the army, she would definitely be a more outstanding soldier than him.

At this moment, in the workshop, Lu Qiaoge waved to him with a smile. After Qin Hengzhi walked away, Section Chief Zhong said to Lu Qiaoge: "Your wheelchair design pattern is very good. Our revenue-generating workshop has made three of them. I have already reported your name and unit to the technical department of the factory headquarters. They will issue you a technological innovation award according to the rules and regulations."

Lu Qiaoge really didn't expect such an unexpected joy.

However, she still had things to do, so after thanking Section Chief Zhong, she left first.

But Lu Qiaoge and Section Chief Zhong had agreed to pick it up in a week.

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In the afternoon, Lu Qiaoge took Meng Qingshan and Hu Ze from the food factory to the Grain Bureau to pull grain.

Director Hu got another batch, but the quantity was not very large.

It would only last for about a week.

Now, the department store building was in short supply, especially corn cakes, which had the highest demand. Many people would buy them back at noon to use as a staple food for lunch.

So Lu Qiaoge decided to focus on corn flour and hoped to develop other corn foods, but to tell the truth, it seemed that corn cakes were still the most delicious.

Or exquisite corn buns?

But people nowadays didn't care for corn buns because no matter how fine or delicious they were, they were still corn buns.

Thus, the main food of the Xiang Yang Food Factory became corn cakes, supplied in large quantities every day, made and sold on the same day.

Lu Qiaoge just mentioned it to Meng Qingshan and Hu Ze, letting them start arranging the work in the factory themselves.

After all, it was basically on the right track now.

Lu Qiaoge was now preparing to restart the night school.

After two years, the night school might have great use.

It was already July now; even if they took the college entrance examination the year after next, they would need corresponding high school knowledge.

Now that the jobs of the eldest sister-in-law and the younger sister were solved, and she was keeping an eye on the Xiang Yang Food Factory, as long as Meng Qingshan and the others didn't seek their own death, the food factory would get better and better, and they would also turn from collective workers to formal state workers and even get promoted.

Thinking about it, they would cherish it.

Lu Qiaoge was preparing to have a good talk with the director about this, but she didn't expect Sister Su to call and tell her that Brother Zhendong was going to set off for Nancheng tomorrow.

The comrades from the Reception Office and the Provincial Foreign Trade Bureau wanted to hold a farewell party, and although the Foreign Trade Section was a district-level unit, they performed very well in receiving Brother Zhendong and his party this time, so Director Zhou of the Foreign Trade Section was responsible for this matter. This time, two orders were signed, for timber and grain.

Our country was also using grain to exchange for foreign exchange now.

Hearing this, Lu Qiaoge's heart stirred.

According to the history she knew, this was indeed the case. Because the industrial base was weak, the main sources of foreign exchange were minerals, textiles, grain, etc.

Lu Qiaoge felt that if she could intercept a portion, it would be good.

That would alleviate the tight situation of raw materials for the Xiang Yang Food Factory.

Sister Su on the other side said enthusiastically: "Qiao Ge, the district is planning to invite you to participate; you can come with Director Hu from your Street Office."

Lu Qiaoge thought for a while and readily agreed.

After she put down the phone, Director Hu, who had gone out for a meeting, also returned.

Then it was a meeting of all cadres of the Street Office. The theme of this meeting was that the factory headquarters was going to hold a joint training.

It was to select youth worker representatives from each unit to participate in this joint training according to the regulations.

The purpose of the joint training was, firstly, to have elite troops, secondly, to improve the physical fitness and alertness of the youth workers, and thirdly, to work hard to defend the military-industrial factory.

It was even more to strengthen the cohesion of the youth workers.

Lu Qiaoge naturally had to participate. It was said that the training location might be chosen at the 516 training base. Although it hadn't been used for several years, the training ground was not much different from that year.

Old Hu said that this time, they had to sign up first, then select, and finally the factory headquarters would select the top three. In addition to the award certificate, there were also prizes.

The prize for the first place was a bicycle.

This was just like rewarding a car in the future.

Shao Le naturally had to sign up and was eager to try.

Director Hu emphasized: "Just like before, men and women train separately, and the rewards are the same."

The meeting ended, and Old Hu called Lu Qiaoge: "The Propaganda Department of the factory will come to interview you about your heroic deeds in a while; be prepared."

Lu Qiaoge nodded; the Street Office naturally knew about this first.

And it was recorded and reported.

Lu Qiaoge naturally pretended to be humble for a bit, then humbly asked Director Hu what should be said and what should not be said.

Old Hu actually didn't have much experience either, because he hadn't been interviewed yet.

But this didn't prevent him from telling Lu Qiaoge a lot, and Lu Qiaoge nodded earnestly and said she had remembered it.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people from the Propaganda Department hadn't come yet, Lu Qiaoge asked Old Hu straight to the point: "Director Hu, can our Street Office's night school be restarted?"

Director Hu was stunned for a moment, then stared at Lu Qiaoge: "What, say it again."

Lu Qiaoge repeated it obediently.

Old Hu frowned and said: "Today at the meeting, I heard a piece of gossip, not necessarily accurate, saying that the factory is preparing a new charter to build staff buildings, and our night school area might be requisitioned. For example, the bricks and tiles removed can be used to build houses, but don't tell others about this, so as not to be laughed at if it doesn't happen."

Lu Qiaoge pondered to herself, could it be that the suggestion she wrote had been adopted?

But it was too fast, right?

But thinking about it, this was 516, and the consistent style was not to drag things out and to emphasize speed.

However, the night school couldn't be demolished. If it were demolished, wouldn't they have to go to another place to run the night school?

Besides, so many tables and chairs were precious wealth. ===== CHAPTER 165 =====