When Lin Wanwan started working at the radio station, she realized why Xu Zhang had been making her come here all along.

The radio station has only one small office and is a subordinate department of the propaganda department. It has only one direct supervisor, a lovely old man.

This little old man had only one subordinate, and that was himself.

No wonder that broadcaster left; it seems there's really no future in this place.

Lin Wanwan brought some homemade snacks, low-sugar mung bean cakes, to work that day.

When she arrived at the office, she saw that her boss was an old man. Lin Wanwan generously shared half of her mung bean cake with him and also brewed him a cup of Pu'er tea.

"You bring Pu'er tea to work?"

Lin Wanwan said shyly, "I'm a bit delicate, so it should be okay for me to drink tea at work, right?"

Qian Senlin was taken aback by her words, and immediately replied, "Since you made me a cup, it's no problem."

Seeing that she had nothing to do, Lin Wanwan started reading. Her grandfather had sent her these materials, and besides doing college entrance exam practice questions, she had been reading them all the time.

Seeing that she didn't ask him what he was doing and was just flipping through books, the old man couldn't help but speak up.

Why don't you ask me what kind of job I want?

Lin Wanwan didn't even look up. "I came this morning. If there was anything I needed to do, you would have told me. If you don't say anything, then it means there's nothing wrong."

"What book are you reading?"

"Is there a rule in my workplace that we can't read the Diplomatic Gazette from previous years?"

"There are only two of us in our department. We just read reports and convey the orders from above. It's a quiet and uninvolved department, so it's also quite relaxed."

Lin Wanwan thought for a moment, "So, are we going to read the newspaper today? Or is there any message or message that needs to be conveyed?"

"There aren't new newspapers to read every day, nor is there a need to convey the directives from above every day."

"Well, I have an idea, but I don't know if I can share it."

"There are only the two of us in our department, what can't we talk about?"

“Our radio station seems to only announce important events. I think we could write our own articles based on newspapers or current events and broadcast them regularly.”

"The idea is great, but do you have a concrete plan? How about we write a report and discuss the details?"

Lin Wanwan nodded without refusing, "Okay, I'll give it to you first thing tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he took out paper and pen and started writing. This department is simple, much simpler than the charter of the Women's Federation.

Lin Wanwan had almost finished writing before she even got off work. She stretched and prepared to eat some mung bean cakes and rest for a while.

"Finished writing? So fast?"

"No, I'm just hungry and need to fix something. Director, don't be so serious."

"The mung bean cakes are delicious, can I have some more?"

Lin Wanwan was speechless. Looking at the four mung bean cakes left in front of her, she gave him two. "Director, eating too much will cause indigestion. You should eat less. Don't you know how old you are?"

I continued writing after finishing my meal, and finally finished before leaving get off work.

On her way home, Lin Wanwan ran into He Lanhua walking with several military wives. She tried to pretend she didn't see them, but He Lanhua wasn't about to let her off the hook.

"Oh, isn't this our young lady? You slunk off from the Women's Federation to the broadcasting station? Why didn't you ask your director mother to help you think of a solution?"

Lin Wanwan glanced at her sideways and said, "Your mouth stinks, ma'am."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He Lanhua's face turned red, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Then what nonsense are you spouting? You should change your habit of spewing filth as soon as you open your mouth, or you could brush your teeth instead."

"You're talking nonsense. Believe me or not, I'll tear your mouth apart."

"You try and see if you can tear my mouth apart. Or I might as well try and see if I can break your legs."

He Lanhua shook off her hand and rushed forward to slap her.

Lin Wanwan hesitated for a moment, but decided not to make a move. Before she could even get a slap, Lu Feng rushed up, grabbed He Lanhua's hand, and flung her away.

"What are you doing? You want to hit someone?" After saying that, he turned to the person behind her and said, "Battalion Commander Zhang, what exactly do you two mean? You forced my wife out of the Women's Federation, and now you want to hit her. You have no respect for anyone."

Zhang Chao's face turned pale and then red after hearing what he said.

He stepped forward, grabbed He Lanhua, and whispered angrily, "What exactly do you want to do? Get back here right now!"

He then turned to Lin Wanwan and apologized, "I'm sorry, little sister, your sister-in-law is just a bit short-tempered, but she's not a bad person. Is there some misunderstanding between you two? Let's talk it out."

Lin Wanwan leaned on Lu Feng's arm, looking aggrieved, and said, "Battalion Commander Zhang, please pick up Sister He after get off work from now on. Sister He got angry and started being sarcastic towards me because my husband and family drive me to and from get off work every day."

Those watching the spectacle couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Someone whispered, "I think she's just jealous that the couple is doing well."

Another person said, "I don't know where He Lanhua's temper comes from. The couple is living a good life, what business is it of hers? She's meddling too much."

He Lanhua was being pointed at and gossiped about, and she didn't know how to refute it. Just as she was about to scold Lin Wanwan, her husband pulled her hard.

"Hey girl, Brother Lu Feng, sorry, I'll definitely have a good talk with her when I get back. I'll be going now."

Zhang Chao pulled He Lanhua and headed home. If they didn't leave soon, they would lose all face. He Lanhua was still angry and her face was flushed.

"Ignore her, she's unimportant. Go home."

Lin Wanwan looked at him and asked, "Why did you come here? Isn't the military busy?"

"It's your first day working at the radio station, so of course I had to pick you up, but it seems I was too late and didn't get to see you off work."

Lin Wanwan took his hand, "It's not too late, it's not too late, everything is just right."

Lu Feng's lips curled up. "Is picking you up from get off work just right, or something else just right?"

"To meet the person you were meant to meet among millions of people, in the boundless wilderness of time spanning millions of years, neither a moment too early nor a moment too late, but just at the right time, there is nothing else to say but to gently ask: 'Oh, you are here too?'"

Lu Feng raised an eyebrow. "You read Eileen Chang's books? I've never seen you read them before?"

"It's from the past. She wanted to act like an artsy young woman but failed and ended up as a delinquent girl on the street."

Lu Feng couldn't help but chuckle, "With your outfit today, and that book in your hand, standing in the veranda of our courtyard house, you really look like a disillusioned young woman with a literary bent."

Lin Wanwan pulled a book out of her bag, handed the bag to Lu Feng, and ran a few steps forward before stopping.

She opened the book in her hand, lowered her head slightly to read, and slowly turned around, her eyes showing a mixture of excitement and sadness. "Oh, you're here too?"

Lu Feng was amused by her and wanted to laugh out loud, but he was afraid that others would see him, so he just bent over and laughed with trembling shoulders.