At Zeng Fuxiang's instruction, several comrades from the Archives Bureau asked Li Jinfeng several questions about how to organize the documents so that they would be easier to find when the time comes, and they also copied down the catalog paper she had posted on the wooden shelf.
When they had almost finished learning, Zeng Fuxiang suddenly said, "Can someone help me find a file from thirty years ago? It's a household registration file, and the head of the household is called Wang Qingfeng!"
A group of people began to search in the archives.
Li Jinfeng had not sorted out all the documents in the archives room, and half of them were still placed randomly, just like before.
Therefore, it is not an easy task to find the files that Zeng Fuxiang wants.
When Li Jinfeng heard Wang Qingfeng's name, her brows suddenly frowned, as if she had heard it somewhere before.
"Wang...Xiu Lan?" She said the name subconsciously.
Zeng Fuxiang's eyes lit up, "Did you know that Wang Qingfeng's original wife was Wang Xiulan? You... you know Guofu?"
Li Jinfeng was confused, but still told what she knew, "I've seen Wang Qingfeng's file. Please wait a moment!"
Li Jinfeng walked to the innermost part of the archive room, to the second to last row of shelves, and her hand slid directly through a row of files, finally stopping on one of the files. While pulling the file out, she stuffed a piece of thick cardboard into it.
That way, when you return the documents later, you won't be confused about where to put them.
Zeng Fuxiang noticed this small detail and his eyes lit up.
In the blink of an eye, Li Jinfeng had walked in front of him.
"It should be this document!" said Li Jinfeng.
Zeng Fuxiang took the document from her, opened it and saw that it was indeed from Wang Qingfeng.
It records in detail the life of Wang Qingfeng, his family members, and their subsequent migration.
Unfortunately, Wang Qingfeng died twenty years ago. Now, only his mother, two sons, and a daughter are left in the Wang family.
Thinking that his old friend didn’t know about this yet, Zeng Fuxiang sighed.
After putting the documents away, Zeng Fuxiang said to Li Jinfeng, "Thank you, comrade! You've been a real help!"
Although so many people are looking for this document, it will be found sooner or later.
But time is life, not to mention that the little girl in front of her has already made her see too many surprises.
"Don't say that. Even if I don't provide help, other comrades will find this document." Li Jinfeng said.
Zeng Fuxiang felt that the little girl was not only smart and sensible, but also very humble.
People like this will probably achieve something wherever they go!
"Don't ask Xiao Zhao to bring you lunch at noon. It's too dusty here. Go eat directly in the cafeteria!"
Li Jinfeng: “???”
Li Jinfeng didn't know what this sentence meant. At noon, Zhao Mingcheng came to her and asked her to go to the cafeteria for lunch. On the way, he mentioned the meaning of Zeng Fuxiang's words.
"Our deputy director, in all likelihood, wants you to work in our Archives Bureau!" said Zhao Mingcheng.
Li Jinfeng was almost surprised to death. She looked at Zhao Mingcheng in horror: "Archives Bureau? I...?"
"Yeah, that's you!"
Nowadays, the distribution system is still prevalent when working.
Zhao Mingcheng studied and was assigned to the Archives Bureau.
Even if the leader wants to write a letter of introduction to let Jinfeng work here, it is not impossible.
He is a talent, who wouldn't want to keep him under your command?
"But I'm going to Jiangbei soon." Li Jinfeng said.
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