Chapter 943: Help from an Old Friend 3
"You saw me? You saw us. When?" Feng Qingxue was surprised at He Hongjun's words.
How come she has no memory? She has a very good memory.
If she saw He Hongjun, she would definitely recognize him, because He Hongjun's appearance had not changed. At most, his clothes looked cleaner and tidier, and he looked more energetic.
He Hongjun smiled and said, "It's been a few days. It was drizzling that morning. I took the tram to work and saw you two wearing green military uniforms and holding oilcloth umbrellas. I thought I was dazzled. I know your wife is in the army. Haven't you always lived in Wanglou Brigade? Why are you wearing a formal green military uniform? This is not a uniform made by ordinary citizens to show their admiration for soldiers."
After hearing what He Hongjun said, Feng Qingxue suddenly realized that it was probably when he came out after dinner that day when he got off the bus.
Thinking of this, she pointed at Lu Jiang and said, "Comrade He Hongjun, let me introduce you. This is my husband Lu Jiang. I am also a soldier now, a medical soldier, and we are in the same unit. We are both on vacation recently! We have nothing to do at home, so we came out to Shanghai and then went to the capital to visit some old friends in a few days."
He Hongjun hurriedly greeted Lu Jiang, "My life was saved by Comrade Qingxue. I will never forget your great kindness."
"Hello, hello, Comrade He Hongjun, saving people is what we should do, and no one should stand by and watch someone die." Lu Jiang saluted, then looked at the scrap yard behind He Hongjun, "Comrade He Hongjun works here?"
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Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were immediately shocked. That was a department with real power, especially in Shanghai.
Feng Qingxue was almost laughing in her heart, "Yes, we can! We want to pick out some things that can be recycled from the scrap yard. Comrade He Hongjun, you know the poverty level in our hometown. Daily necessities are very scarce."
He Hongjun immediately said, "No problem. I'll tell the manager of the scrap yard and you can pick whatever you want."
"Yes, because I came from the capital, I had some face in front of several leaders from the capital, and was transferred to the Revolutionary Committee." He Hongjun scratched his head, "Look, some students just raided a few big households and seized a lot of things. I was responsible for transporting them to the scrap yard to support national construction. Why are you here? What do you want to do? I want to see if I can help."
Lu Jiang once again witnessed the network of contacts his wife had accumulated through doing good deeds. She could meet acquaintances wherever she went.
It’s easier to get things done when you meet someone you know. Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang have the same idea.
Unexpectedly, He Hongjun shook his head and said, "No, no, I used to work in the government department, and now in the committee."
After saying this, He Hongjun led them in.
He was indeed very prestigious. Meng Shouguo, the manager of the scrap yard, treated him with great respect. After hearing what He Hongjun said, he said to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue without hesitation, "Corruption and waste are great crimes. You two comrades can pick whatever you want and just weigh and pay. When I'm not here, ask the comrade guarding the warehouse to open the door for you."
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue thanked him repeatedly.
He Hongjun smiled at Feng Qingxue, "Comrade Qingxue, Comrade Lu Jiang, please tell me where you live. When you are done with your work, I will also take a break. I will treat you to dinner at the International Hotel!"
After thinking about it, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue told him the state-owned hotel where they were staying.
(End of this chapter)