Chapter 237: Matchmaking

Through Wei Fang's final words, Lu Cheng quickly understood.

Wei Fang meant that bringing Lu Cheng here was already a violation, and she couldn't shift the risk onto the Dang An Guan.

If you copy stealthily yourself and something goes wrong, you bear the responsibility.

But once you go to ask the staff, it's tantamount to shifting the risk to the Dang An Guan, and they'll surely refuse outright.

Lu Cheng, being clever, immediately said, "Thanks, and later I'll treat you to a meal."

"Tsk, who wants your food? I only brought you here out of respect for Commander Su; otherwise I wouldn't have taken you." Wei Fang said, smoothing her clothes.

"Wait a moment, I'm going to find my dad."

With Wei Fang taking charge, after a short while she handed over a pass.

"All set?"

Wei Fang slapped the pass into his hand: "You can go in now; remember, don't speak out of turn inside, or I'll have no choice but to kick you out."

"Don't worry, I'm the most rule‑abiding person."

Wei Fang snorted, turned to leave, and Lu Cheng said, "Hey, where are you going? If you're heading back to the troupe, I'll see you off later."

"No need for you to see me off." Wei Fang didn't dare to ride in his car again.

Lu Cheng shook his head. At that moment, an administrator walked over and asked curiously, "Comrade, are you also here to check files?"

Lu Cheng handed him the pass.

The administrator was a young fellow; he took the pass without checking it.

"I saw earlier that it was issued by our director's daughter. Hey, Comrade, what's your relationship with the director's daughter?"

Seeing the other's curious expression, Lu Cheng smiled; gossip seems to be everywhere.

But he still had to copy the data later, so he decided to draw the relationship closer.

So Lu Cheng, following the administrator's line, deliberately said, "You can't tell yet? The young couple is having a spat; they were sulking at me earlier."

The administrator became even more curious, as if he'd discovered a new continent.

"Is that true? You're friends with our director's daughter? Then you're the director's future son‑in‑law."

"Ha, we're still in the underground stage, haven't met the parents yet; please don't spread it."

"Got it, I definitely won't blab."

【5】 "Then can I go in?" Lu Cheng gestured.

"Then can I go in?" Lu Cheng gestured.

"Sure, what's there to say."

The administrator led the way: "Whose file data do you want to check? I'll fetch it for you."

"Lin Zhenfeng."

"Lin Zhenfeng?"

Hearing the name, the administrator involuntarily stopped, nearly colliding with Lu Cheng behind him.

"What's up? Any problem?"

The administrator first glanced around the corridor, ensured no one was there, then whispered, "Of course there's a problem; his file data is strictly confidential, and no one has the right to view it."

Seeing the administrator's solemn demeanor, Lu Cheng realized it actually indicated that Lin Zhenfeng's data had issues—likely someone didn't want his files examined.

Could it be that this time they'll return empty‑handed?

Lu Cheng cleared his throat and, still looking at the administrator, asked quietly, "How many years have you been working here?"

"Seven or eight years, what's up?"

"Seven or eight years and you're still a junior administrator? Haven't you thought about moving up?"

The administrator clearly took interest, looked around, and modestly said, "I have no connections or background; being a junior administrator is already satisfying enough for me."

That was certainly a lie; who doesn't want promotion and a raise?

Lu Cheng patted his shoulder: "I think we're quite compatible, and you seem clever; spending your whole life here as a junior administrator would be a waste of talent.

So, my thing with Wei Fang is just a matter of time; when the chance comes I'll talk to my father‑in‑law and have him recommend you for a promotion."

The administrator's eyes widened: "Really? If you can get me promoted, I'll be immensely grateful."

Lu Cheng deliberately asked, "You'll just thank me verbally, two sentences?"

The administrator immediately understood: "That's not possible. I'll retrieve Lin Zhenfeng's files for you to look at yourself, but you must never disclose them."

Lu Cheng isn't a fool; with the situation so tense, he wouldn't dare spread it.

When the administrator led him into the archive room, it was filled with rows of wooden shelves; sunlight streamed in, and dust danced in the beams.

The administrator quickly located Lin Zhenfeng's file; Lu Cheng took it, and it was clearly untouched, a layer of dust covering it.

"Alright, Comrade, you keep watch here; call me if anything comes up."

Lu Cheng nodded to the administrator, and after he left, hearing the door shut, he found a seat, placed the file on the table, gave it a breath, and the cover of the file box displayed two big red characters: "Confidential."

He opened it and skimmed; the materials were Lin Zhenfeng's administrative records over the years, which Lu Cheng was already familiar with, so he turned directly to the back.

At the bottom was a stack of exposé documents; Lu Cheng inhaled sharply—there were far too many exposé materials.

Regarding the evidence in those documents, Lu Cheng couldn't tell truth from falsehood, so he could only copy them back and hand them to Lin Qingyan for verification.

Time was precious; Lu Cheng took paper, a pen, and a bottle of Hero Brand ink from his coat pocket and began transcribing the data.

As time slipped by, after Lu Cheng finished copying everything, it was already afternoon.

He returned the file box to its place, stuffed the copied material into his coat pocket, then got into a car and headed back to the performing arts troupe.

At the Cafeteria behind, it wasn't mealtime yet, so Su Feixue ordered a bowl of congee first to warm Lu Cheng up.

"How's it going, is everything settled?"

Lu Cheng sipped the congee while looking toward the Cafeteria window: "All set, Senior Sister Su, which female Comrade did you mention?"

Su Feixue pointed to a window near a pillar: "It's the one serving the dish basin; her surname is Mei, her name is Mei Ju. What do you think?"

Glancing over, she was just an ordinary person; there's nothing much to pick now, and even if she were as beautiful as a celestial maiden, Zhao Jinzhu could never win her over.

Lu Cheng pursed his lips and shook his head: "Hm? It's okay, just not as good‑looking as Senior Sister."

Su Feixue stared, "Speak properly! If you think it's okay, I'll ask her for leave so the two can meet."

"Alright, my opinion doesn't matter. How did you tell her? The main thing is whether she agrees?"

"I didn't go into much detail; I just told her I'm introducing a match. The other party is a Train Police working on the Railway. I didn't mention your team's appearance, mainly fearing Mei Ju would hear and reject outright."

"I thought hearing isn't as good as seeing; only if the two meet and chat a few words will the impression improve."

Lu Cheng nodded as he listened: "Hmm, Senior Sister makes sense; after all, you have experience."

"Alright, I'll go call her now."

Earlier, Su Feixue had already spoken with Mei Ju; upon hearing the conditions were good, Mei Ju was also inclined to meet.

When Mei Ju was led over, Lu Cheng guarded the entrance as usual, scanning her from head to toe.

He made the hard‑won brave Mei Ju feel embarrassed, her head lowered, a shy expression on her face.

Lu Cheng, puzzled, whispered, "Senior Sister Su, why is she already shy before the meeting even starts?"

Su Feixue replied, "You keep staring at her; how can she not be shy?"

Then Su Feixue said to Mei Ju, "Mei Ju, regarding what I told you before, have you thought it through? Do you agree to meet?"

Mei Ju lifted her head, glanced at Lu Cheng, then quickly lowered it again.

The young man is quite handsome, with good looks and a solid build.

"Senior Sister Su, you've already brought him, so I… I agree."

Su Feixue glanced at Lu Cheng: "As long as you agree. His name is Lu Cheng; I asked him to pick you up. He's also a Train Police…"

Mei Ju took over, lowering her head: "I know, you told me you work on the Railway, that's especially good."

Su Feixue was a bit stunned; when she said that before, Mei Ju never mentioned it being especially good, only that they'd meet first.

"Alright then, if you think it's fine, how about letting Lu Cheng take you to his home for a visit? After both sides meet, you can chat first."

"Going to his home right now—doesn't that feel a bit fast?" Mei Ju fidgeted with both hands for a moment, then nodded.

A good job and a good‑looking male Comrade are hard to find; miss it and it's gone. Mei Ju thought moving faster was fine.

Then let's go home and meet this guy named Lu Cheng.