The next day, Chu Miaohong took a rest and planned to go to the Wei family's old house to visit Old Mrs. Wei.

After sending Chu Miaohong onto the bus, Zhang Hongcheng looked at the sky above his head. It was blue and nice, a perfect time to go out and do something.

The long queues of people in the Second State-owned Store were still spectacular.

But there are also deserted counters where even flies don’t bother to stop.

Zhang Hongcheng is more patient than a fly, so he lingers in front of this counter.

"Comrade, you've been looking around for quite some time. If you don't want to buy anything, could you please stand back a bit?"

The waitress's patience was completely worn out by Zhang Hongcheng. If this guy hadn't looked a bit handsome, she would have kicked him out long ago.

Even if someone is interested in you, you still have to pay attention to the impact, right?

Besides, I am a married woman.

A pack of Pegasus cigarettes was pushed over by the man with a smile.

"Comrade, I've seen you're the friendliest (and most laid-back) person in the entire mall. Can I ask you something?"

A pack of Pegasus cigarettes cost 2.8 cents, and a cigarette ticket was required. Thinking of the men in her family's smoking addiction, the waitress calmly covered the cigarette with the counter cloth.

"Little comrade, what do you want to ask?"

The young man smiled and lowered his voice: "I just want to ask, who in your unit is the most well-informed?"

The waitress was a little confused.

What is the problem?

"Well-informed! That must be Sister Li. Yes, the one who sells radios."

"Her husband and parents-in-law both work in government agencies, so she knows a lot of information."

The young man nodded in thanks, but just glanced at Sister Li for a few seconds, then turned and left.

The waitress took out a small mirror and secretly looked at herself.

"What's there to ask about that yellow-faced woman, Sister Li? I'm much younger than her..."

This young man is naturally Zhang Hongcheng who is preparing to cause trouble.

Zhang Hongcheng knew that the so-called "well-informed" people in the unit must have the following characteristics.

First, everyone believes that her source of information is highly reliable; second, she is a person who likes to inquire about and show off gossip; finally, this kind of person has a strong ability to imagine.

Chu Miaohong went to see Old Mrs. Wei today and would not be at home at noon, so Zhang Hongcheng went straight to the Heilongjiang Provincial Guesthouse after leaving the state-owned store.

He heard that they were having dumplings here today, so he came in right at mealtime.

People in Heilongjiang are generous. Although I had a hard time eating dumplings, Zhang Hongcheng came at the right time, so let's eat together.

The rice wine in Shanghai is good and can be used directly as a dipping sauce for dumplings.

Eat dumplings with wine, the more you eat, the more you have.

After eating and drinking, he borrowed a half-used bicycle from the Heilongjiang Province Guesthouse.

Li Huayan leaves work ten minutes early every day.

Her husband's family has some background, and her leaders have always turned a blind eye to her behavior.

The reason why Li Huayan had to leave work ten minutes early was that when it was time to get off work, there were crowds of people leaving get off work on Nanjing Road. It would take her half an hour to push the cart out, and she would be sweating.

When the bells for the end of get off work rang in various units, Li Huayan rode her bicycle to the exit of Nanjing Road in a flash.

She didn't notice that there was a bicycle following closely behind her.

There are many people who take shortcuts like her, and Li Huayan subconsciously thinks that the person following her is the same as her.

This situation lasted for three days before it ended.

Section Chief Fang Dezhi was in the Logistics Department of the Grain Bureau. He was the one who arranged the small house that Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong "borrowed".

Today is a day off. Fang Dezhi couldn't resist the enthusiasm and persuasion of Zhang Hongcheng, a "Northeasterner", so he reluctantly brought his wife and children to attend Zhang Hongcheng's dinner party.

Zhang Hongcheng said that he found a collective canteen at the entrance of an alley in Shanghai with good food, and he insisted on taking Section Chief Fang and his family to try it.

These days, going out to a restaurant is one of the happiest things for children.

Especially today, the dishes ordered by Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong were quite "hard".

Five people ordered six dishes for dinner, three of which were meat, which attracted the attention of everyone who came to eat here.

Seeing the child eating happily, Section Chief Fang, who had drunk some wine, sighed.

"Xiao Zhang, tell me, what do you want me to do for you? If you want to move to a bigger house, I can't guarantee it."

Zhang Hongcheng smiled and shook his head.

"It's okay to ask for your help. Xiao Chu and I are living well," he said, glancing at the door out of the corner of his eye. Suddenly, his words became vague. "It's only after spending these days in Shanghai that I realized how tight the staff dormitories are."

"Chief Fang, this is a big favor! Come, let's go."

Fang Dezhi breathed a sigh of relief and generously shared a drink with Zhang Hongcheng.

But he didn't know that what Zhang Hongcheng had just said was actually somewhat ambiguous if he hadn't heard the beginning.

For example, a family who had just walked in happened to hear what Zhang Hongcheng said, and they were confused for a moment about who owed whom a favor between Fang Dezhi and Zhang Hongcheng.

Zhang Hongcheng deliberately continued, making his remarks even more vague. "I heard the dormitory at your Grain Bureau is quite tense. Actually, things are quite easy here."

Fang Dezhi couldn't hold his liquor very well and was a little tipsy, but his answers were flawless.

"Hey, it was all the higher-ups who talked it over! If you want to thank anyone, you should thank our leaders..."

Zhang Hongcheng interrupted him at the perfect moment: "Section Chief Fang, you also said it just now. There's no need for us to say thank you to each other. We're all in the wine."

Grain Bureau and Dormitory were popular social words in that era, and almost everyone in the restaurant was listening attentively.

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