Chapter 49: Little Sprite Broadcaster

Lu Cheng also feels guilty, letting Liu Jian'an endure such a big grievance, taking him along to carry out the mission, all just to scoop up credit.

Many people want to scoop up credit, but they haven't had this chance yet.

If it weren't for Director Tang's words, Lu Cheng couldn't represent the Xizhimen Traffic Police Unit to carry out the mission.

"Team Captain Zhou, I think Comrade Liu Jian'an is a moldable talent; we finally have a chance for joint law enforcement, so let him follow along to learn some experience and help us cultivate talent."

Zhou Weihua thought it quite reasonable: "Alright then, you take him along; over at Beijing Station they say we sent few people, so it looks like I don't care enough."

"Thank you, Team Captain Zhou, then I'll go to Beijing Station first to get familiar with the work."

Lu Cheng took Liu Jian'an and headed straight for the jeep.

Zhou Weihua saw it, dropped the pen in his hand and ran out: "Hey, hey, you're not allowed to drive anymore; how can you use the vehicle like that, driving it out and not bringing it back, treating it like your own car!"

Lu Cheng turned around, smiling: "Team Captain Zhou, this is a public bus; how could I take it as my own car? You don't know, I drove it home yesterday, and the neighbors gave me a round of praise."

Everyone says Team Captain Zhou is a good person, a good leader, especially considerate of subordinates; anyone who follows Team Captain Zhou is truly fortunate.

You have to be a good person all the way; if you stop halfway, the neighbors... will scold you!

"What? Still scold me?"

Zhou Weihua inhaled, waved his hand and said: "Alright, alright, you go ahead, go ahead."

Liu Jian'an was still dazed, and Lu Cheng hurriedly signaled for him to get in; if they waited for Zhou Weihua to react, the car definitely wouldn't start.

While Zhou Weihua was shaking his head and sighing, Lu Cheng got into the car and sped onto the main road.

Liu Jian'an had been a "other family's" child since childhood—excellent grades and obedient; ever since meeting Lu Cheng, his worldview has changed.

This person never follows the rules, yet it's impossible to find fault with him.

Seeing Liu Jian'an sitting silently in the passenger seat, Lu Cheng drove and started chatting here and there.

"Jian'an, how many people are in your family?"

"Six members, an older sister, and also a younger brother and sister."

Sister? Huh!

"If there's time, I'll treat you to a meal."

Liu Jian'an looked up: "Why are you treating me to a meal? You just spoke highly of me and took me on a mission; I should be the one treating you."

"Don't be so formal; we're buddies, it doesn't matter who treats whom. We'll bring your sister along later. Don't read too much into it; I'm just representing the team, communicating your work situation to your family so they can rest easy."

Liu Jian'an muttered: "Shouldn't you bring my parents? Why bring my sister?"

"Um, well... she's a young person, we have common topics, easy to talk with, that's what I mean."

"Oh, I get it. Thanks, Lu Cheng, you still think of me."

"You're welcome."

……

At Beijing Station, after Lu Cheng parked, just as he was about to go to the Big Bowl Tea Stall, Liu Jian'an's question came up again.

"Weren't we supposed to get familiar with the work? Why are we here?"

"There's nothing to get familiar with. Come, I'll let you try the Big Bowl Tea here; it's quite tasty, my treat."

"That doesn't sound good."

Inside, the busy Lin Qingyan clearly heard the commotion outside and saw Lu Cheng bring someone over to drink Big Bowl Tea.

"Jiao Jiao, from now on Lu Cheng's tea expenses will be deducted from my salary."

Huang Chunjiao shook her head repeatedly: "No need, no need, I'm old classmates with him; it's just a bowl of tea, no problem. We usually just tease each other, not trying to ask him for money."

Lin Qingyan insisted: "It's better to deduct it. I know you two are old classmates and don't mind, but this is a collective unit, there are other staff, and it could set a bad precedent."

How could Huang Chunjiao not know this? Lu Cheng can leech off the old‑classmate relationship for food and drink; other employees, even if they don't say it, will certainly feel uneasy.

Others also bring their families to eat and drink; then this shop would be out of business.

"Sister Qing Yanjie, you're still as considerate as ever; this Lu Cheng has such thick skin, what kind of terrible luck did he have to be able to marry you…"

"Who says it's terrible luck? Can't I rely on personal charm? If I don't marry her, she'll keep crying and even threaten to hang herself, insisting that I marry her."

Lu Cheng strode in, prompting Huang Chunjiao to roll her eyes.

"You really got it, huh? Getting a cheap deal and then playing nice; who knows what tricks you used, don't think I don't understand you."

"You speak in a way no one likes to hear; bring me two bowls of Big Bowl Tea to warm my body."

"You're the one who... have no hands, coming here every day for free food, and I have to serve you."

"Fine, fine, I earn my own living, well‑fed and comfortable."

Before he could act, Lin Qingyan had already prepared two bowls of Big Bowl Tea, handing one to Liu Jian'an.

"Comrade, if the tea isn't enough, tell me."

"Thank you, thank you." Liu Jian'an's restrained face turned red; he thought this sister was really beautiful.

Lu Cheng lifted his own cup and took a sip; after his modification, the tea is warm, not suitable for warming the body, only for quickly quenching thirst.

"Sister Qing Yanjie, my hands are a bit cold; could you warm them for me?" Lu Cheng reached out to pull.

In front of so many people, Lin Qingyan blushed briefly: "Don't mess around, I'm busy."

The stall was indeed busy, and at that moment Zhao Bin shouted from outside: "Lu Cheng, come out for a moment."

Setting down the tea bowl, Lu Cheng went out: "Binzi, how's the matter with the leather shoes?"

"I was just about to tell you about it; today I asked around with a friend—don't blame me, we really can't get the leather‑shoe vouchers, and industrial coupons are even harder to obtain."

Lu Cheng, of course, had no reason to blame them; under the planned economy and at year‑end, supplies are severely scarce, and many smugglers are taking great risks to make money.

Zhao Bin added: "But since you promised them, failing to deliver would look bad, so I suggest you find someone."

Lu Cheng asked: "Who? I don't know anyone in that field."

Zhao Bin replied: "It's someone in your Railway system; I can't recall the name exactly, but there's a Broadcaster who runs the Jingguang Line—what was his name? Oh right, Jiang Mengmeng."

"'Broadcaster?' Lu Cheng wasn't really familiar with the people at Beijing Station."

「Yeah, I saw her wearing those square-toed leather shoes last time; she looked so smug, her steps went click-clack, especially that little butt wiggling, you haven't seen it, like a little sprite… forget it, forget it, don't let my precious darling hear。」

Zhao Bin glanced around the room, then said: 「Anyway, her aunt works in the department store, and she's even a deputy director; if she's willing to help, it'll definitely be useful, no tickets needed。」

「Alright, I got it。」

Lu Cheng patted Zhao Bin's shoulder; coincidentally, the broadcaster Zhao Bin mentioned is the Jingguang Line he will be assigned to in three days, and then he can get to know them.