Chapter 944: When will I resume my duties?
After looking for a while, Lin Xian discovered something and went to the cashier to get some paper.
After writing the price tag and sticking it on the corresponding place on the chest pin, he continued to nag Du Juan:
"The items in this store are very valuable. You're the only one in the store. Make sure you lock the roller shutter door when you enter and exit. Check it several times."
"Okay, I understand."
The store is busy.
On the other side, Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou strolled around the street for a while with little Baichuan, who was wrapped tightly in a scarf. After buying two fragrant roasted sweet potatoes, they drove back.
On the way, Fu Jingyou talked about the rest he had during the past few days of transfer. The construction of the courtyard in the Forbidden City would start in two days, and he would go over to take a look.
Lu Miao responded with a "hmm" and mentioned to him that he wanted Chen Xiangdong to help him keep an eye on him:
"Why don't you two come together then? I was just saying a while ago that when your schedules align, I'll let you teach him how to drive."
After peeling off the sweet potato skin, Lu Miao took a small piece and fed it to his son Xiao Baichuan, and continued to talk casually:
"You and Dad are usually busy with work, so it's not convenient for me to take the bus. If I go east, I can drive. I can buy an economical car when I see the opportunity. It will be convenient for delivery and can also be used for transportation."
The coverage and frequency of bus routes are very limited, making it a real hassle to go out every time.
There is nothing much to say about the good weather in spring and autumn.
It's so hot in the summer and so cold in the winter.
"Well, they are all small things."
Fu Jingyou nodded and looked at her, then looked at the little kid who was eating sweet potatoes with his little mouth.
He reached out and grabbed the greedy boy's head, then withdrew his hand and continued driving steadily.
In the following days, Lu Miao stayed in the factory yard, focusing on studying the winding method while keeping an eye on the new recruits.
Every day after having breakfast at home, Fu Jingyou would drive to the south gate of the Forbidden City with Chen Xiangdong.
Honking is not allowed on that street, and long-term parking is not allowed unless it is for essential personnel, so the road is usually empty.
Every time he went to say hello to the construction team and check on the progress of the work, Fu Jingyou would take Chen Xiangdong to practice driving along the roadside.
The little family is busy in an orderly manner.
On the other hand, the top management of the British Society has been holding meetings frequently recently.
Once again, after a meeting at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, I was riding in a car with the president and secretary on the way back. On the way, Minister Zhan was called by the president to question him:
"Who left then?"
"It has been arranged."
"Who then?"
President Qin Shouguo, with his flat head and graying temples and a serious expression, pondered for a moment before continuing with a serious tone:
"When will you return to resume your duties?"
It was just mentioned at today's meeting that the cultural promotion video content was scheduled to coincide with Thanksgiving in the West a while ago, and the feedback we received was very good.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs advocates and encourages further development in this direction.
Minister Zhan naturally knew who President Qin mentioned as "that person," but...
Minister Zhan paused and said a few words to help Lu Miao Zhouhun cover up:
"Comrade Xiao Lu's health isn't very good. He's been very busy lately and may have to rest until after the New Year before returning to work."
"Um."
President Qin nodded, and soon gave another serious instruction:
"We must seize the opportunity to cultivate good talents. Even if the people under our command are on leave, we must not neglect to take care of them and provide timely comfort."
"Yes, I understand."
The car stopped in front of the British Press.
Minister Zhan opened the car door first, got out of the car and greeted President Qin, and they went into the building together.
It was just a coincidence that as soon as I entered the hall, a young colleague handed me an envelope and a rolled-up banner.
"President, Minister Zhan!"
The young comrade followed the procedure by first greeting everyone and then explaining the situation:
"Minister Zhan, this is a letter from the Guangzhou Foreign Trade Branch, along with a banner for Director Lu."
Minister Zhan and President Qin looked at each other.
Finally, Minister Zhan took the letter and handed it to President Qin.
President Qin opened the letter, and Minister Zhan unfolded the banner to read it. Suddenly, a series of yellow characters appeared before his eyes:
——Communicate with the world and show great ideas; promote trade and benefit all parties; be a good comrade of the people and the most beautiful diplomat.
Minister Zhan finished reading the banner, and on the other side, President Qin also finished reading the contents of the letter.
What's going on?
This letter was not actually written by the Guangzhou Foreign Trade Branch, but was sent by someone who came to our door and asked us to help.
In the end, it all comes back to that mugwort soap thing.
At the beginning, Lu Miao decided to send a small box to John King, a foreign businessman in Hawaii.
John King was initially skeptical.
However, after returning to China and using mugwort soap for a while, I found that it was really as Lu Miao said. After using the soap, it not only played a role in preventing mosquito bites, but also effectively suppressed body odor.
While approving the mugwort soap, John King also used the contact information hidden in the box to make an international satellite call to the soap factory in Guangzhou.
Signed a long-term cooperation agreement with it.
Guangzhou Soap Factory received a substantial order.
Looking back at the incident, the soap factory probably knew that it was Lu Miao's contribution, so they contacted the Guangzhou Foreign Trade Branch and asked the branch to help send the letter and the banner.
President Qin handed the letter to Minister Zhan, then took the banner from Minister Zhan's hand and looked at it.
After carefully reading the words on the banner, President Qin rolled it up and put it away.
When handing it to Minister Zhan again, President Qin patted Minister Zhan on the shoulder and went upstairs first.
After the previous times, Minister Zhan was worried that he couldn't find a suitable reason to contact Lu Miao. Now the reason has come, right?
Minister Zhan took the things back to his office, took out the envelope from the drawer and started writing.
I originally planned to find Lu Miao's former assistant, but before I finished writing the letter, I ran into President Qin's assistant who came to deliver something.
The gift was nothing but a golden five-pointed star medal for outstanding model workers.
It goes without saying who the thing is for.
Minister Zhan was halfway through writing the letter when he simply packed up his things, locked the drawer, and planned to go there in person.
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When Minister Zhan arrived at the Fu family, Lu Miao had just finished lunch at home and went to the factory yard.
Tang Mei ran over and called her to go back. When she heard that it was someone from the unit, she thought it was Yu Hong.
Lu Miao didn't take it seriously.
The man was busy in the factory yard for a while before going back.
As soon as he entered the house and saw that it was Minister Zhan, Lu Miao's voice broke and he hurriedly quickened his pace to go into the house:
"Minister Zhan, why are you here?!"
Minister Zhan hugged the fat boy and said with a smile:
"Haha, come and see you."
Baichuan is not very shy. When a strange grandfather came to his home, the little guy frowned curiously and kept coming closer to look at him.
Minister Zhan thought he was cute, so he picked him up and coaxed and teased him.
Lu Miao was afraid that the child would make a fuss, so he put the things down and reached out to take them.
Minister Zhan did not avoid it. After handing the child to her, he exchanged a few pleasantries:
"Is this the little one? I heard you have twins above you?"
"Yes, today is Thursday, and he's still at school."
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