Chapter 808 Nothing special

What do you mean by barely enough? Is there a throne waiting to be inherited in your family?

Besides, it's the end of the world. While power is great, how much better can the material conditions of those high-ranking families in Wucheng be? They still can't compare to the truly wealthy and powerful. To put it bluntly, everyone can only watch the pitiful output, waiting for a little allocation of supplies from above. No one family is much better off than anyone else.

Mrs. Niu couldn't help but say, "That person's father is the deputy director of the farm, managing all the livestock in Wucheng. He even has chickens at home and a milk-producing cow. The number of private dairy cows in Wucheng can be counted."

With these conditions, they are better than 99% of the people in Wucheng. To be honest, their old man has a higher position, more power, and a lot of good things, but in terms of conditions, he is really not as good as others. Although the old man in their family is from the countryside, they raised livestock and knew how to farm before the apocalypse, and they knew how to take care of these livestock after the apocalypse. After so many years since the apocalypse, their family really has nothing to lack.

Rodan's eyes lit up. His mother's Ministry of Agriculture and his father's breeding farm were all direct outputs, so there was no shortage of food at home. It was more convenient than for high-ranking officials like them. They relied solely on the town government to reimburse their wages and benefits, and only enjoyed these benefits by giving gifts.

Seeing Jingshu becoming more and more satisfied, Luo Dan couldn't help but nod:

"That's a pretty good offer. The position is a bit low, but the family is quite wealthy. Marrying in would be a great help and wouldn't hold Chen'er back. How about you act as a matchmaker? Old Luo in our family won't forget you. Let me tell you, we'll definitely give you a good house and location when we move there. You've heard, too, that because of the housing issue, the higher-ups haven't decided on a destination yet, so you can imagine how tight the living conditions are."

With so many people on the move, housing is a major issue. Houses across the country have been largely destroyed by various disasters, leaving few places to live. So what's the solution? They have to squeeze in. Even if there's no room, they have to squeeze in. There's no time to build temporary shelters; at best, they can erect tin sheds.

So if you still expect to enjoy a good life there and live in a villa with your family, forget it.

So how to distribute the people from different regions, where to assign them and where to live? There is a lot of uncertainty in the distribution, and no one knows how long the migration will take or how long they will have to live.

Rodin's husband happens to be in charge of coordinating this matter. This is a big power, and there will be many people asking her husband to do things.

Giving gifts, currying favor, fawning and flattering are all expected. Although no one in her family works in the Ministry of Agriculture or on the farm, they are at the center of power, so it is not a big deal to want anything.

She also enjoyed being held high and mighty.

Jing's father and mother were already chatting with the people next to them.

Jingshu was so angry that she laughed when she heard the fat middle-aged woman talking so arrogantly, looking down on everyone, and even seemed to be sure of victory without asking her opinion.

To be honest, Jingshu hasn't seen such an arrogant person for a long time.

Jing Shu lowered her voice and asked calmly, "May I ask how successful your son is?"

Rodan had just deliberately wanted Jingshu to hear it, especially about the power of her family. Now that Jingshu took the initiative to ask about it, Rodan thought that Jingshu was very interested and had taken the bait.

She smiled reservedly, "It's nothing special. He's currently working under his father, starting as the director of the residential housing management department. He'll definitely inherit his father's business in the future."

Even so, Rodin was showing off. Not to mention, even in this position, people would give her gifts from time to time, although she looked down upon these gifts as being too low-quality. She had to sleep in the basement, so how many good things could she get as gifts or through connections?

"It's really nothing great, just a community director." Jingshu shook her head slightly.

Luo Dan was stunned for a moment, as if struck by lightning. What? What did she hear? Was she being rejected? By the daughter of someone who wasn't even a minister?

Mrs. Niu coughed lightly and felt a little sympathetic to Rodin. She hadn't had time to reveal Jingshu's identity yet, and she didn't want to use her identity to pressure others.

Before Luo Dan could say anything, Jing Shu asked again, "How old is your son? What does he look like? How much assets does he have?"

Rodin

His chest was heaving, and when he looked at Jingshu again, his eyes were not good. "My Chen'er is only thirty years old, but he is in the rising stage of his career. With his father around, he can get a promotion every year. It is certain that he will become a member of the Commission for Discipline Inspection in the future. You are just relying on your parents' moderate official positions. What's so arrogant about it? These days, you still have to have power in your hands. A pretty girl like you doesn't understand. For example, the housing issue, you have to live wherever the higher-ups assign you. If you marry into my family, it will be no problem to allocate you a good one. Take the town government compound, for example. It has electricity and heating. Who wouldn't yearn for it? You ungrateful little girl..."

"Wait wait... guess why I'm sitting next to you today?" Jingshu was speechless.

Luo Dan glanced at Jingshu's parents. "Aren't you relying on your family's connections with the new Niu Discipline Inspection Commission to come along? Let me tell you, everyone has a limited number of seats at this Niu Discipline Inspection Commission banquet. Unrelated people can't come at all. You, a young girl, don't understand. This isn't just any banquet. It's a research conference held by higher-ups. Your every move is being monitored. You've caused trouble for your family and the Niu Discipline Inspection Commission. After the banquet officially starts, you'd better leave through the back door. You'll have to..."

"Mrs. Luo!" Mrs. Niu frowned and looked around.

Rodin shut up, looked around, and then let out a breath quietly: "It's about to start, you'd better send them away. If it was really a banquet, your baby son would have been clamoring to sit at the table." Rodin wanted to bring his baby son with him, but unfortunately, she was not qualified to come.

If it was really a banquet, children would still be brought along, but this time, strangely, there wasn't a single child. If someone really didn't realize they had brought family members, they would have to be sent next door after a while.

Jingshu took out the invitation card for the banquet and glanced at it in front of Rodin.

Luo Dan scoffed, "So what if you have a name card? It doesn't count. Which department can you represent?"

Jingshu: "Please take a closer look at the invitation card for the banquet."

Luo Dan looked at it again with disdain, then froze. She read it carefully again, "Pharmaceutical Association, Vice President Jingshu? Representing the Pharmaceutical Association? You?"

Who doesn't know the Pharmaceutical Association? It's the place where medicines are grown and produced. No one who has a headache or fever will not get sick.

"Impossible, how is this possible? What kind of position is the vice president that can represent the entire Pharmaceutical Association?" Rodin shook his head in surprise. It looked like a scary position, but Jingshu was such a young girl. In the Pharmaceutical Association, seniority was everything. For doctors, the older they were, the more valuable and powerful they were. To be so young meant that they were immature, had just started their career, and had no experience.

Jing Shu took back the name card and smiled. "It's nothing special. It's on the same level as your Luo Jiwei's position. I really envy your son for having a father who can promote him. I'm different. Alas, I can't get promoted."