Chapter 372 Utilization
"Xiao Song, it's been so long! Where have you been all year?"
Lou Yuchun was all smiles when he saw Song Lubai.
Song Lubai smiled and exchanged pleasantries with him.
Lou Yuchun looked very pleased with himself; the past year seemed to have been very smooth.
I heard that Song Lubai and Wei Yang went to the regiment together. Song Lubai's husband, Wei Yang, is still the regiment commander. Thinking of Wei Yang's parents, Lou Yuchun's attitude towards Song Lubai is as warm as a spring breeze.
Lou Yuchun was a shrewd man. He had never met a regimental commander younger than Wei Yang. He thought that Wei Yang might return to Shicheng in a few years, so he treated Song Lubai very politely.
"Boss, have you investigated the matter of that file folder from last year? Should I go to the office and ask someone I know for you?"
Lou Yuchun's teeth felt a little sore.
He never bothered to check the file folder, and to this day he still doesn't know where those things went. Although he didn't have those documents, it didn't stop him from getting Zhou Mingying out.
To this day, he still suspects whether Song Lubai directly destroyed the items.
Song Lubai is still pretending with him!
Lou Yuchun waved his hand and said, "Anyway, it wasn't anything special. So much time has passed, there's no need to look for it anymore."
After exchanging a few more polite words, Song Lubai said, "Boss, I used to be your secretary and ran errands for you. You've taken good care of me. It wasn't easy for me to come here this time. Once I've made the arrangements, would you do me the honor of coming for a meal?"
Lou Yuchun was taken aback.
He had given Song Lubai a chance before, but she pretended to be stupid and then tried to distance herself from him. Now she actually offered to invite him to dinner.
This means they need something from him!
Lou Yuchun narrowed his eyes for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. "No, no, there's a difference between men and women. Even though we're behaving properly, we shouldn't have this kind of contact. I'm so busy every day, I don't have time to eat."
Song Lubai laughed and said, "What are you thinking? I certainly can't just invite you. There are many people at the table, so I'm taking this opportunity to thank you for your past care. Don't worry, there are men and women, and quite a lot of people, so there definitely won't be any gossip."
"Boss, please give me a chance to thank you for your past help. I have to go back in a few days, and I don't know when we'll see each other again."
Before Lou Yuchun could speak, Song Lubai pretended to look at her watch and said, "Oh dear, I have something to do, so I won't continue talking to you. I'll come to find you again when I've arranged a time. We'll definitely have dinner around your time after get off work. You must do me the honor of joining me."
Song Lubai ran away, seemingly in a real hurry.
Lou Yuchun is a cunning old fox; how could he be fooled by such a simple trick?
He knew this was Song Lubai's tactic, but he didn't agree anyway.
Lu Xingye, who had overheard the entire conversation in his office, knew the purpose of Song Lubai's visit and, having also heard what Song Lubai had said to Lou Yuchun, understood what she was trying to do.
Using Lou Yuchun? How could she even think of that!
Song Lubai didn't feel guilty at all.
Lou Yuchun had made a mess of things at the supply and marketing department, and she had suffered because of it. Although Lou Yuchun hadn't done anything to wrong her, he had indirectly caused her misfortune and should bear some responsibility.
Lou Yuchun is not a good person, and she feels no guilt in using him.
After leaving the supply and marketing department, she went to the cotton mill.
The chaos on the streets of Shicheng is much better than last year, because people in green military uniforms occasionally patrol the streets.
Once inside the factory, Song Lubai quickly met Pei Youfu.
Thinking about changing jobs last year, Song Lubai felt a little guilty.
When Secretary Pei offered his sugar factory job to his relative in exchange for a job at the supply and marketing cooperative, Song Lubai didn't choose his and instead sent her mother to the tobacco station.
I wonder if they still remember this incident.
"Oh, isn't this Secretary Song? What brings you here?"
These words sounded a bit sarcastic, and Song Lubai knew that Secretary Pei still remembered that incident.
She laughed and said, "I rarely come back to Shicheng, so I came to see you right away, Secretary Pei. To be honest, I need your help with something. If you're free, let's go to a restaurant for a meal together?"
Secretary Pei waved his hand and said, "I don't have time. I'd rather not have dinner. Considering our past friendship, tell me what you need me for."
Seeing the glint in his eyes, Song Lubai said, "My husband was transferred to the 16th Regiment as its commander, and the regiment is really too poor. We were thinking of doing something to increase the regiment's revenue..."
Secretary Pei interrupted her, saying, "How old is your husband? He's already a regimental commander?"
Secretary Pei's eyes were filled with blatant suspicion.
He suspected that Song Lubai had found a forty-year-old man.
Song Lubai straightened her back and recounted Wei Yang's illustrious resume, then said with a hint of pride, "My man is the youngest regimental commander. He's twenty-eight this year, and his monthly salary plus allowances is many times my salary."
Song Lubai was showing off on purpose.
When she worked in the supply and marketing department, people were polite to her because of the department. Now that she's no longer a staff member, why should they still be polite to her? She can only let others see her "value".
Secretary Pei nodded slightly and said, "Then tell me, what exactly do you want to see me about?"
Song Lubai smiled and said, "Actually, this is a good thing for you too. Our group has set up a shoe-making team, and now we need fabric..."
Pei Youfu frowned slightly and said, "What good news? This is a very difficult matter. Fabric is a scarce commodity, and our factory simply doesn't have enough fabric to sell. We don't have any extra to sell to you."
Song Lubai whispered, "Comrade Pei, we came with cash this time. Although it's all borrowed money, we won't owe you any money. If we can't buy the goods, we really won't have the face to go back."
Pei Youfu shook his head and said, "I really can't do anything about this."
Song Lubai whispered, "Comrade Pei, didn't the cotton mill used to supply a lot of defective fabric to department stores? You could buy that kind of fabric without coupons, and most of it was consumed by the relatives of the department store and supply and marketing cooperative employees. We make shoes, so we don't need perfect, flawless fabric. Strips and pieces of corduroy or cotton will do. We don't need large swaths of good fabric. As long as the area is large enough to make shoes, you can get rid of it to us. Those scraps of fabric aren't worth much in your factory anyway, so why not give them to us?"
"Secretary Pei, exchanging worthless items for money is a service you've done for the factory, and it also solves our immediate problem. It's a win-win situation, so why not do it?"
"Tell me, is this a good thing or not?"
Pei Youfu's mind did waver. There were indeed a lot of defective fabrics in the factory. Those that ended up in department stores could still be used to make clothes, but those of even lower quality were simply unsellable.
Pei Youfu coughed lightly and said, "It's not certain whether we'll have that cloth, but you only want that cloth?"
Song Lubai hurriedly said, "If you could spare us some similar fabric, we would definitely accept it gladly."
Pei Youfu pondered for a moment and said, "Where do you live? I need to go to the warehouse first to check. If I find it, I'll come find you."
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