Reborn in the 70s: Becoming a Hot Mom

Ruan Qingling transmigrated and became the mother of a one-year-old child, notorious for her terrible reputation. Not only was she fierce by nature, but she was also inhumane.

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Chapter 196 Voting

No money?

Song Meili was disappointed.

She's almost starving.

Why did you tell her one by one that you had no money?

She turned to look at Bai Luomei: "What do I do now?"

Bai Luomei gave her this idea, but now she has no idea.

All I could say was, "She seems very clever. I don't know what to do."

Zhao Anyan walked a few steps away and sneered.

Only a fool would think of starting by targeting the people around Song Shiting.

She had long known that Song Shiting's family was no good, especially Song Shiting's mother. If it weren't for that woman suddenly writing a letter asking Song Shiting to go back and get married, she might have married Song Shiting by now.

If she hadn't been a student before graduation, would Song Shiting have been snatched away by someone else?

Thinking of this, she had even less of a good impression of the Song family who forced Song Shiting to marry.

Besides, Song Shiting doesn't have a good relationship with his family.

She disliked it so much that she felt no burden at all.

...

Ruan Qingling continued her class, intending to give Zhao Mei some space, but unexpectedly, she received another barrage of attacks from Zhao Mei.

They actually sent her another telegram.

Ruan Qingling tossed the telegram aside.

Do you want her to go quickly?

When she first received the letter, she planned to go, but the series of telegrams betrayed Zhao Mei's anxious mood.

Ruan Qingling simply stopped caring.

The less she cares, the more nervous Zhao Mei should become.

Hehe, just thinking about how nervous they were makes her happy.

But then something else happened.

Song Shiting officially started work today, but the way his colleagues looked at him made him feel strange.

What exactly is wrong?

He didn't ask, nor did he say much.

However, Xiao Jiang dared not look him in the eye.

Song Shiting only glanced at Xiao Jiang once more.

Xiao Jiang avoided Song Shiting's gaze and slipped into the adjacent restroom.

Song Shiting stared at Xiao Jiang's retreating figure, his gaze deepening slightly.

Just then, Zhao Dongsheng arrived and called him to a meeting.

Song Shiting nodded: "Have a smoke before you go over."

Zhao Dongsheng nodded and left.

In fact, he was in such a good mood that he didn't even realize that Song Shiting's words were wrong, and Song Shiting didn't usually smoke.

Song Shiting walked into the restroom.

The higher-ups provide opportunities, but who actually seizes those opportunities depends on the individual.

The leader is right. The biggest difference between being a police officer and being a soldier is that one requires a lot of mental effort, while the other only requires obeying orders.

However, since we're already here, we might as well make the best of it.

If he wants to win, he has to put in the effort.

Xiao Jiang was feeling guilty, so he hid in the bathroom to avoid Song Shiting.

Just as he was about to leave, a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Xiao Jiang's voice was weak, and he dared not look up as he called out, "Director Song."

Song Shiting asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Jiang quickly shook his head: "No."

To be honest, Xiao Jiang is young and has not seen much of the world. He seems very naive, so he basically doesn't dare to look Song Shiting in the eye.

Song Shiting asked, "I heard your mother went to the city to be hospitalized?"

Xiao Jiang's heart trembled, and he dared not look Song Shiting in the eye.

Song Shiting said, "Don't worry, the doctors in the city are better at medicine, they will definitely be able to cure you. If you are short of money, I have some money here."

He withdrew his hand from Xiao Jiang's shoulder.

He took the money out of his pocket.

There are fifteen in total, costing one hundred and fifty yuan.

Xiao Jiang shuddered.

His current salary is only thirty-odd yuan. How long will it take him to earn enough to pay back one hundred and fifty yuan?

And, do they have to go without eating or drinking?

"Director Song?"

Song Shiting said, "This money is not for you. It's for your mother's medical treatment. Your salary is not high. If you have any difficulties at home, just let me know. We may not have more, but we can still provide some."

Xiao Jiang's eyes suddenly felt a little sore.

He shoved the money into Song Shiting's hand, saying, "Director Song, I can't take your money."

Song Shiting said, "There's no point in saying these things now. Take it. Your family's health is the most important thing. This time, let's focus on getting it completely cured. Don't worry about the money. If you need anything, just let me know."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

Xiao Jiang looked at the money in his hand.

His expression was extremely complicated.

Director Zhao also asked him to stand up and oppose Director Song, and to testify that Song Shiting was a person of improper conduct, since he knew Zhao Anyan's purpose in coming here.

Zhao Dongsheng kept complaining about Ruan Qingling causing trouble, and this commotion was going to get interesting.

Moreover, Zhao Dongsheng told him that he absolutely must not vote for Song Shiting this time, and the other police officers probably wouldn't vote for Song Shiting either.

He thought of what Song Shiting had said to him, and what Zhao Dongsheng had said to him.

Song Shiting lent him money without any demands, but Zhao Dongsheng lent him money in exchange for asking him to do something against his conscience.

Xiao Jiang suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

He's so stupid!

...

The meeting began, and Zhao Dongsheng was in high spirits.

Song Shiting sat in the seat of honor, while four police officers sat below him.

There were only seven people in total.

Xiao Jiang was the last to arrive. When he came in and saw so many people, he looked a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Dongsheng said kindly, "Xiao Jiang, don't be late for the next meeting."

Xiao Jiang nodded quickly and sat in the seat furthest away from Zhao Dongsheng.

Zhao Dongsheng lowered his eyes and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's start the meeting."

As the director, he has the most say.

"Today's meeting is mainly to summarize the work done recently, and also to plan for the work ahead..."

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