Chapter 1742 Red Plaid Skirt 1
As Feng Qingxue danced to the music, she suddenly felt like she was back at a modern dance party.
Soft music, elegant dance steps, men and women arm in arm, whispered words, and the aroma of wine lingering in the air, all interweave into a prosperous and splendor known as the world of elegance and beauty.
Lu Jiang hooked his hand around her thin and soft waist and asked, "What are you thinking about?" She took a wrong step and stepped on his foot.
Feng Qingxue suddenly came back from the fleeting glimpse of light and shadow, quickly changing her dance steps to keep up with Lu Jiang's rhythm. Wherever her eyes looked, there was only a dull black, gray, blue and green, nowhere near the colorful colors she saw in a trance.
Lu Jiang asked again, and she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "It's my first time attending a dance, I'm a little nervous."
Lu Jiang didn't believe it, but he also knew the situation he was in, so he didn't continue to ask, but said: "If there is a chance, I will still take you with me to the dance next time."
"That requires an opportunity." She was embarrassed to leave her post when work was busy.
"Then cherish the present moment." After dancing, Lu Jiang took her downstairs to have tea.
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The waiter swiftly brought two bowls of tea in front of them. There were also some fruits and snacks on the table. The missing apple on the fruit plate was now in Jiang Yun's hand, and he had already eaten half of it.
Several old cadres were exhausted and had already sat on the sofa outside the dance floor to talk. When they saw the couple, they immediately waved. Wang Xinsheng said directly: "Lu Jiang, Xiaoxue, come here."
Sometimes I feel that work is very important. It not only maintains my financial independence, but also contributes my own strength to saving lives and healing the wounded. Sometimes I feel that work is troublesome. Because of being busy, I neglect my family and my family. The time we spend together as a couple is even less, so that my married life has become dull over the years.
The two men came up, said hello a few times, and then sat down.
Lu Jiang naturally understood what his wife meant, and whispered in her ear, "The current stage is too important, neither you nor I can be willful, wait a while, until a new generation of successors appears, we will step down and live a life with only the two of us."
Fortunately, Lu Jiang is not someone else and is devoted to her, otherwise she would have to worry about the seven-year itch or something.
Fortunately, we are born in an era where purity and absurdity coexist. People's sense of responsibility is generally higher than in later generations, and their lifestyle is extremely strictly managed. Although there are people who fall in love with others, they are ultimately a minority.
She is thirty-two this year and still has to work for at least twenty years.
The higher the level, the later one can retire. Some people are retired only in name but are actually still working. Professional talents may not be able to retire at the age they wish.
The weekend dances were naturally not for dancing; the old revolutionaries talked about work.
Feng Qingxue flattened her lips and sighed, "I don't know when that will take."
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue listened quietly without interrupting.
Unconsciously mentioning the Battle of the Paracel Islands, Lu Shuai smiled at Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue and said, "You two have both made contributions, especially you, Lu Jiang, you are really great."
Lu Jiang said modestly: "It's my duty. I don't dare to take credit for it."
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He knew that the special forces unit that Lu Shuai was talking about. Now the first batch of special forces had quietly moved to the capital and were carrying out missions in secret. They were no longer under his jurisdiction.
(End of this chapter)