Chapter 129: The Old Turtle Lied
This was something no one had expected.
Lu Qiaoge didn’t find it surprising, however. One hundred thousand… for Zhen Xi, it was really just a drop in the bucket.
But for Elder Sister Su, this was an achievement. For the Fried Snack Factory, this was making a contribution to the country. They would work overtime day and night to complete the task.
Moreover, the price offered was really very fair.
Even domestically, it couldn’t sell at this price.
The Fried Snack Factory became famous overnight.
It was said that in the afternoon, leaders from the province specially called to praise the Fried Snack Factory.
But for Lu Qiaoge, it meant she could get a bonus of one thousand yuan.
In the afternoon, Lu Qiaoge couldn’t rest. She and the workers pulled back the approved flour, white sugar, soybean oil, and so on.
With supplies available, it was time for someone to be on duty.
Lu Qiaoge was the Acting Factory Director, Meng Qingshan was temporarily the Acting Deputy Director, Hu Ze and Du Shuang were in charge of finances and supplies. On the surface, they were office personnel, but they didn’t leave their posts and still had to work with everyone else.
Lu Qiaoge rarely arranged for Lu Qiaoling to take the lead or put her in the spotlight.
It was because Lu Qiaoge planned to arrange for her younger sister to go to another work unit.
Even if the Food Factory might grow big and strong in the future.
But having Su Hui there would be enough.
There was no need for Qiao Ling to stay here too.
In short, wait for the opportunity.
Meng Qingshan and Hu Ze stayed behind to be on duty.
After the power lines were connected, the factory had electricity and finally took shape.
Lu Qiaoge hadn’t specially exhorted them, but Meng Qingshan and Hu Ze guaranteed they would definitely be on duty well and let Lu Qiaoge rest assured.
In the evening, Qin Hengzhi took Lu Qiaoge out to eat.
What to do after eating?
Stroll the streets!
Qin Hengzhi and Lu Qiaoge walked slowly under the shaded road.
He tilted his head to look at Lu Qiaoge. They say beauty looks better under the lights. Qiao Ge was already pretty, but now she was even more beautiful.
Qin Hengzhi’s gaze darkened slightly.
He had heard from Uncle Lin about what happened at the Food Factory yesterday morning.
Qiao Ge had actually helped negotiate an order.
And what he wanted to tell her was about the bonus.
“Qiao Ge, Director Hao told me about this. He hopes you can take some time on Monday to go with Director Hu to his office to make a report.”
It was within Lu Qiaoge’s expectations. She was now a public servant, from this special unit 516, and getting a commission—this was somewhat shocking in the current climate.
She had been psychologically prepared for this.
“The situation at the time required me to use another topic to dispel his various doubts about the investment, so I casually mentioned the Fried Snack Factory. Who would have thought that taking him there would actually result in an order? You didn’t know, but the factory director of the Fried Snack Factory can even speak Nancheng dialect—he’s quite a character. This order couldn’t have happened without the factory director’s efforts.”
Qin Hengzhi’s gaze filled with amusement.
He said straightforwardly to Lu Qiaoge, “As for the bonus, don’t worry. You can take the full amount—it’s what you deserve.”
Qin Hengzhi’s voice was calm and breezy. He didn’t think there was any problem with Lu Qiaoge taking this money.
Presumably, the factory director and secretary thought the same.
Many times, Qin Hengzhi’s attitude could represent the factory department’s attitude.
Lu Qiaoge smiled with her eyes curving happily. Mm, soon there would be money in the account—great!—
On Sunday night, the heat waves rolled, but Meng Xia and Old Lu didn’t feel particularly hot.
Meng Xia said, “In previous years, it was so hot inside the house that we could hardly breathe. What’s going on this year? It feels very cool, and even the mosquitoes and flies are gone.”
Although Lu Da wasn’t hot, he still habitually fanned himself with the palm-leaf fan while talking to Meng Xia.
“I don’t know why it’s so cool—maybe there’s a through breeze. But I know why the mosquitoes and flies have disappeared. It’s because of our family’s swallow.”
It was just casual chatting, talking about whatever came to mind.
Meng Xia said, “You say our Zhi Guo is too honest and naive. He actually thought of introducing Gu Wenbo to Qiao Ling. I scolded him before he left yesterday. Sigh, actually Gu Wenbo is a good kid, but haven’t you heard what Qiao Ge said about the mess with those four people? Wang Xiaomin and Gu Zhendong are outrageous, but he and Liu Cuixia are no better—they even went to register. If Sister Hua hadn’t been away, they might have registered. Besides, Gu Wenbo is an orphan. Old Gu is kind-hearted and adopted him, treating him like a real son. But precisely because of that, Gu Wenbo can’t fall out with Gu Zhendong.”
Old Lu put down the fan and said, “Wenbo is indeed good-looking, spirited, tall, a driver with good class background, and he gets along well with our Zhi Guo. But you’re right—their family matters are too chaotic. Our daughter isn’t desperate to get married, so why wade into the Gu family’s muddy waters? Qiao Ling is only eighteen. Qiao Ge said she’ll arrange a good work unit for her later, maybe even vocational school or university. We absolutely mustn’t casually introduce partners to Qiao Ling.”
Meng Xia complained, “Look at these two you’ve introduced. The one surnamed Zhao has a simple family with only one son, but he has several snobbish sisters, and he’s no good himself. Wenbo is nice and ambitious, but that family won’t do. I didn’t like either one.”
Then she smiled contentedly and said, “Qiao Ge told me too—Qiao Ling is still young, and she has arrangements for her. She told us not to interfere.”
At this point, she laughed and scolded, “A little mediator at the neighborhood committee, talking so big—’I have arrangements.’ If she wants to worry about it, I’m happy to have some leisure.” She even hummed lightly afterward, but her delighted expression made Old Lu laugh too.
Yes, the second daughter was promising, and the parents could relax.
Only Meng Xia added, “Did you see the watch your second daughter is wearing? That was a gift from Qin Hengzhi.”
Old Lu hummed in acknowledgment. “Hengzhi has always respected me, but now he’s even more affectionate. I think when salary payment comes, I’ll give money to Qiao Ge and let her pick something for Hengzhi. We can’t just accept gifts from the man’s side, or else the in-laws will look down on us later—how would that be?”
Meng Xia paused, then couldn’t help laughing and scolding, “I told Qiao Ge, and she said I don’t need to worry—she has arrangements. Look how capable she’s become day by day.”
She said this, but her eyes were full of undisguisable pride.
Old Lu hummed lightly, “Without some real ability, who dares to climb Mount Liang!”
Meng Xia was very happy, but said in her mouth, “Alright, alright, time to sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow.”
Having a job and not having one are worlds apart.
Even speaking has more backbone!
At this time, Lu Qiaoge had been rushing around all day like attending fairs, busy from morning to night. Even though her mental power was strong, her body told her it was time to rest and sleep.
Even though the calico cat hadn’t returned, Lu Qiaoge closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Anyway, Hua Hua was a cat, so going out for a stroll at night was normal.
But it seemed like she hadn’t slept long when Lu Qiaoge was pawed awake by the cat.
Lu Qiaoge kept her eyes closed and pressed down the calico cat, casually tossing it onto the floor. She muttered impatiently, “Don’t disturb me.”
Hua Hua was anxious: 【I wanted to tell you something big—I just got the news that the old turtle lied to you about the medicinal herb!】
Lu Qiaoge rolled over and looked at the jumping calico cat. “Do you have something in your small cloth bag?”
Only then did Hua Hua nimbly remove the cloth bag from around its neck.
It grabbed it in its mouth and jumped to its special spot.
A square mat woven from reeds.
