Chapter 224: Becoming a Formal Employee

Yang Qing watched a good show and returned home feeling pleased.

Chen Hong felt a bit uneasy.

"What do you think Jia Zhangshi is up to?"

Yang Qing is now busy with real estate, and really hasn't paid attention to the compound's affairs for a long time.

"I don't know either."

"She's probably crazy, can't stay idle, after a few days of peace she can't stand it."

Chen Hong shook her head.

"There's nothing like that; whenever I pass by their courtyard, I always feel someone is staring at my belly."

"You think it might be her?"

"Those who practice martial arts are sensitive; this really could be possible."

"You mean she saw others having children, her maternal feelings overflowed, and she wants to raise a child again."

Chen Hong shook her head.

"I feel that gaze is somewhat ill-intentioned."

Upon hearing Chen Hong's words, Yang Qing's heart jumped.

"You mean Jia Zhangshi intends to do harm?"

"That's not right, she isn't after a child, is she?"

Chen Hong shook her head again.

"Who knows, I just feel that being stared at gives me a chill down my back."

"If it were good intentions, she wouldn't need to hide it, would she?"

"This matter really is a bit troublesome."

"You think maybe Jia Zhangshi has been isolated too harshly, causing mental issues?"

Chen Hong understood this even less.

"No way, her life is quite joyful now, and she chats gossip daily with the elders in the compound; would someone like that develop mental problems?"

"She doesn't believe it; have you ever seen a bad person develop mental illness? Mental illness mostly afflicts those who can't release pressure, bottling things up inside themselves."

"Someone like Jia Zhangshi, who blocks people's doors and scolds them, would she develop mental problems?"

Chen Hong didn't believe it, nor did Yang Qing.

After eliminating all possibilities, what remains impossible becomes possible.

"Is this envy, jealousy, and hatred, so she's deliberately picking fights?"

"Envy what? Envy others playing with their kids and grandkids."

"Jealous of others living well, happily."

"Obviously they don't have her money, nor her good life; why should they be happier than me?"

"No way, that shouldn't be."

"Envy, jealousy, hatred?"

"This damn thing isn't being sick, what is it?"

"Things were fine before; isn't all this her doing?"

Chen Hong and Yang Qing glanced at each other.

"Stay away from this thing from now on; who knows when she'll pop out and bite you."

Chen Hong also shivered.

"How did Jia Zhangshi become such a person?"

"Qin Huairu is truly pitiful."

Yang Qing gave her a white eye.

"Alright, stop feeling sorry for others."

"Since this old hag is staring at your belly, she definitely isn't hiding anything good."

"Be careful."

"Stay away from her, and don't eat anything she gives you."

"If a sudden situation arises, hit if you should hit, kick if you should kick; anyway, put your safety first."

"This old hag's reputation is out there; even if you go a bit overboard, there'll be no problem."

"No, from now on I'll still pick you up and drop you off for work."

"Who knows what she intends to do."

Chen Hong looked at Yang Qing's nervous appearance, feeling warm inside.

"Okay, then you'll pick me up from now on."

Time continued to pass.

The thing they feared did not happen.

And Yang Qing settled two street offices.

Lei Gensheng was busy flying about, no longer bothering Yang Qing.

As business volume increased, the money in Yang Qing's long-term rental project and renovation company's accounts grew more and more.

Director Wang observed everything, and his reports to the district became increasingly diligent.

August 1962.

Director Wang once again found Yang Qing.

"Yang Qing, I'll tell you some good news."

Yang Qing looked utterly bewildered.

"Good news? What good news?"

Director Wang said seriously.

"After approval from the leadership, you have officially become a member of the Jiedao Office."

"And based on your contributions, your pay grade has been increased by one."

"That is to say, you now earn 39 per month."

"How about that? Surprising or not, expected or not?"

Yang Qing's heart gave a jolt.

It's done, really done—being able to take an official position at the Jiedao means that my identity issue has finally been approved by the higher-ups.

Then next year's background check, I can definitely rewrite it.

This is damn it, my future suddenly became bright.

Although this brightness may only last a few years, the things that can be done in those few years are countless.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much, Aunt Wang—you are literally the savior of our Yang family."

"Don't say anything else, Aunt Wang—I can't repay you, but from now on I will give my all to anything I can do."

Director Wang laughed heartily; indeed, my expectations were correct.

Giving him a formal position really brings unexpected benefits.

"If you're going to say that, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Yang Qing was dazed by the news of becoming a formal employee, never expecting Director Wang to be waiting for him here.

However, with the status of a formal employee, his confidence grew a bit.

At least before 1966, no one could mess with him at will.

"You say, Aunt Wang—I will speak freely, holding nothing back."

Director Wang clapped his hands.

"Good, good, good—I just like you like this."

"The patent matter has already been decided by the higher-ups."

"I've also contacted a patriotic businessman; we can cooperate."

"But now there's a problem."

"That is, what technologies do we have that we can apply for a patent on?"

"We really aren't familiar with this."

Yang Qing had already thought about this.

"Aunt Wang, actually we have too many good things."

"For example, Six-Ingredient Rehmannia Pill nourishes yin and supplements yang; this medicine is popular worldwide."

"Especially foreigners, the demand for this is huge."

"However, the formula needs improvement."

"I've heard that some masters have their own secret techniques."

"The higher-ups can try it; the key is to see the efficacy."

"Of course, if selling in the West, it's better to market it as a health product, because selling it as a drug would be very troublesome, and the chances of approval are also low."

"They don't recognize our Chinese medicine, thinking it's witchcraft."

"If we market it as a health product, then there's no such problem."

Director Wang never expected Yang Qing to turn his attention to Chinese medicine.

To be frank, the current domestic atmosphere isn't very enthusiastic about Chinese medicine.

Everyone understands the reason: many people think Chinese medicine is outdated technology from the old society.

Western medicine is the future.

This perception wasn't wrong at the time, because antibiotics then were almost like miracle drugs, curing all ailments.

And this was also a time of rapid development of antibiotics.

Antibiotics at that time were used as panaceas.

Now Yang Qing tells them that Chinese medicine can make money in the Western world.

This feels somewhat worldview-shattering.

"Yang Qing, are you sure it's Chinese medicine?"

"Can Chinese medicine earn foreign exchange?"

Yang Qing nodded firmly.

"Aunt Wang, if we invest resources to develop it, Chinese medicine can absolutely create miracles."

"We don't need to talk about the West; just saying, the whole East Asian region is a paradise for Chinese medicine."

"We won't say more; if we can capture half the market, that would be an astronomical fortune."