Chapter 167 Opinions
After having the dream about Chen Weiliang's death, Song Lubai pondered the cause of his death.
Li Guangming is still alive, and his grandmother is not here, so her influence cannot reach here. Therefore, Chen Weiliang's predicament should not exist.
In truth, his death in the dream was an accident.
Even so, Song Lubai did not want to have any involvement with the person in her dream.
She doesn't want to have frequent contact with Li Guangming and Chen Weiliang unless absolutely necessary.
After glancing at the three people still talking, Song Lubai looked away and took the initiative to chat with one of the soldiers.
Wearing military uniforms, at first glance, none of them are ugly, but if you look closely at their faces, you can still distinguish the differences in their appearance.
Song Lubai specifically chose to talk to men who were good-looking, tall, and had long legs. She chatted with seven or eight of them in a short period of time, and then discovered that none of these eligible soldiers were above the rank of company commander. Wei Yang seemed to be the highest-ranking soldier in this age group.
As Song Lubai searched for her target in the crowd, Wu Zhaodi approached.
She lowered her voice and said, "What's wrong with you? I've seen you talking to quite a few people."
Song Lubai retorted, "What's going on? Isn't today's social gathering all about networking?"
Wu Zhaodi thought to herself, even blind dates shouldn't be like this, one after another, but she couldn't refute Song Lubai's words.
Finally, she whispered, "This isn't right."
Song Lubai asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Wu Zhaodi couldn't utter a sound, "Anyway, it's just not good."
Song Lubai said, "You're just too honest. Don't have any mental burdens. We came out today to communicate with everyone. Talking to people will help us compare our strengths and weaknesses. Anyway, our jobs haven't been settled yet, so talking won't hurt."
Wu Zhaodi remained silent.
Upon closer reflection, Song Lubai's statement does indeed make sense.
After encouraging Wu Zhaodi to continue chatting with people, Song Lubai immediately went to her next target and loitered around, pretending to wait for someone to take the initiative to talk to her.
The music in the movie theater played one song after another, and the voices in the more than 400-person venue never stopped. Today, everyone, regardless of gender, was unusually restless. The restlessness in their hearts was covered by the cheerful and exciting music. The married leaders, who were walking through the crowd, could not suppress the smiles on their faces when they saw the scene in front of them.
As the leaders walked through the crowd, looking at the shy or bold smiles of these young people, they felt themselves become a few years younger.
The social gathering lasted for more than four hours before it ended, and everyone was reluctant to leave when they left the movie theater.
There are over four hundred men and women in total, and there are always some who are very satisfied with each other after just one meeting.
The woman leaves her workplace information. If the man is interested, he can go back and tell his superiors. The superiors will then help their subordinates sound out the woman's feelings at her workplace. Once the letter is sent back and the woman is also interested, the next step, the political background check, can be carried out. After there are no problems, the marriage application can be submitted.
Back in the dormitory in the afternoon, Song Lubai's roommates were all discussing what had happened at the social gathering.
Feng Ying couldn't suppress her laughter as she thought of the man she had talked to earlier that day. "That guy said he could eat twelve steamed buns in one meal, comrades, twelve! He eats what I eat in five or six meals a day. Who can afford that?"
Wang Qun joked, "Why do you care which family can afford it? If they're your family, then you can worry about that."
Feng Ying, her face flushed, pinched her, and everyone laughed nonstop.
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Song Lubai talked to about seventeen or eighteen people today, asking about their personal situations and their families.
After comparing everything, she found that Wei Yang's conditions were probably the best in every aspect.
Starting the day after the social gathering, the department and team began sending messages to the units that had participated in the gathering to inquire about their situations.
The supply and marketing department naturally received quite a few as well.
After class, many girls were called to Director Wang's office.
Wang Qun was the first to go in, and came out looking hesitant.
When Song Lubai wanted to ask her what Director Wang had said, Wang Qun said, "Go in, Director Wang is calling you."
Director Wang was the only one sitting in the office. After entering, she sat down on the stool in front of her desk.
Director Wang pushed over a list, with names, ages, and places of origin written line by line.
After reading it, Song Lubai realized that all nine people listed were people she had talked to before.
Director Wang looked at her with a peculiar expression, his tone making it impossible for Song Lubai to tell whether he was admiring or mocking her: "You're quite capable."
Of the list submitted today, the most people were asking for Song Lubai's opinion.
When he saw the list, he thought to himself, "Wow!" He had no idea how the officers and soldiers in the army felt when they found out.
Song Lubai smiled awkwardly, "Director, didn't you say it's never a bad thing to know more people? I talked to a few more the other day."
Director Wang pointed to Wen Tao's name: "This is the highest level. If you are interested, the ministry will take this into consideration and will definitely arrange for you to work in Shicheng."
The Corps is a military and political entity, and the organization attaches great importance to the personal circumstances of single and unmarried soldiers in the army. Wang Haiquan was conveying the exact meaning after the meeting and discussion in the ministry.
The job assignments are coming up soon. If these women agree, Wang Haiquan will inform the personnel department of what he knows, and the personnel department will assign jobs accordingly.
Song Lubai shook her head simply, "I don't like him."
Wang Haiquan asked, "What's the reason?"
Song Lubai stated frankly, "He has seven siblings."
Director Wang felt that this wasn't a problem at all.
These days, which family doesn't have five, six, seven, or eight children? He even knows of families with twelve or thirteen.
"So what if you have many brothers and sisters? People from your hometown can't come over, it doesn't bother you at all."
Song Lubai shook her head: "That's not what you said. Even if you live far away, you still have to contact your family. If something happens at home, you have to contribute money and effort, right?"
Wang Hai never expected her to think of this.
He then asked, "Are there any others you like among the remaining people?"
Song Lubai shook her head, then asked in a low voice, "Director, didn't you ask me before if I was willing to work under you? Does that still count?"
She's now worried that because of the current situation, too many women will stay in Shicheng, and she might be squeezed out.
She used to think she had a high chance of staying, but now she's not so confident.
Wang Haiquan shook his head: "I can't guarantee that; the allocation authority lies with the personnel department."
Song Lubai said, "Director, Fang-jie and I hit it off immediately, and for Fang-jie's sake..."
Wang Haiquan interrupted her with a smile: "Don't give me that nonsense. Go back and wait for news. Go and call Liu Xiang in for me."
Song Lubai chuckled, thinking that Director Wang would still help her.
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