Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 646, Management Returns
Wang Qingsong found an opportunity and quietly entered one of the warehouses.

He didn't touch anything near the door.

Instead, they went straight to the innermost part.

He picked up something whose shape he didn't recognize and muttered to himself.

"What the hell?"

He didn't know the name of the strangely shaped wooden carving, but it was definitely a good thing.

Plenty of energy.

Good, keep it.

While collecting the items, they began to inspect the area.

Everything he touched was stored in his spatial storage.

However, he categorized these items, and those that weren't good would be released together later.

Many items were sealed off.

I opened the seal, picked out the good stuff, and put it away.

There were even quite a few pieces of jewelry, but no gold or silver coins were seen, so it's easy to guess where they went.

Nowadays, children are the biggest buyers in department stores.

If it weren't for the fact that many items required coupons, the department store would probably have been emptied out.

Those high-priced goods were all snapped up.

Soon everything in the warehouse had been inspected, and they were moved to a different room.

Two hours later, the school was ransacked, and he stuffed a lot of useless things inside.

To avoid it looking too empty.

……

After Wang Qingsong came out, he stood there pondering.

In fact, all these things will eventually come together in one place: the Cultural Relics Management Office!
That's where the good stuff is kept.

We drove directly to our destination.

This area, near the square, is specifically for storing the various artifacts handed in by the children.

It covers an area of ​​7 square meters, and this is only a single-story building.

It has two underground floors and five floors above ground, for a total of seven floors.

It can hold a lot of things.

But now, the things inside are placed so casually.

There's just too much stuff.

It's just as busy here, because people are coming everywhere to deliver supplies.

Moreover, all the items that are sent here are cultural relics.

The seven-story building was filled with all sorts of things.

There were many people inside.

Wang Qingsong ignored all of this, like a mouse entering a rice jar.

Forget everything else, let's sweep through first.

Various porcelains, calligraphy and paintings, and various rare and unique copies.

Furniture from various dynasties.

Those who can come here are all the finest items; they are no longer the possessions of ordinary officials and nobles, but rather those of royalty and high-ranking officials.

"what!"

Suddenly, Wang Qingsong paused for a moment.

Before him was a four-poster bed, entirely black, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it.

However, there was a Bagua mirror hanging above the bed.

Wang Qingsong looked at the Bagua mirror with a puzzled expression.

Why would there be a Bagua mirror hanging on the bed?

There are specific customs and traditions surrounding the placement of Bagua mirrors in Beijing.

Generally, it is hung on the eaves, walls, or above doors and windows outside the house, with the mirror facing outwards to dispel negative energy. It should be avoided to face indoors or places where people gather.

Furthermore, there should not be more than three in the entire house.

Excessive amounts can easily lead to self-harm.

Avoid facing your neighbor's door directly, as this may cause conflict; if your neighbor has a mirror, you can use a convex mirror or a gourd to resolve the issue.

There are so many rules.

For some reason, his heart beat faster when he saw this thing.

He quickly grabbed it with one hand.

really.

Just as he had thought, a special feeling arose spontaneously.

After thinking for a moment, I took out a syringe for a blood glucose meter.

After it was installed, I gave myself an injection.

This thing doesn't hurt when it pricks you.

When blood touches the Bagua mirror, it is directly absorbed.

A special feeling arose spontaneously.

It is another special Bagua mirror.

Then he raised an eyebrow.

It was definitely worth the trip!
With this, he can go to another place.

Unlike before, where we had to take back the Bagua mirror to protect our second brother and then have him wear it.

He chuckled and put the items into his spatial storage.

Keep working.

As he moved, the things in the building became fewer and fewer.

Especially after midnight, most people are already asleep.

Wang Qingsong took it even more happily.

He quickly ransacked several floors, taking away most of the items.

After leaving, I went straight to the nearby Traditional Chinese Medicine College.

……

Not long after Wang Qingsong left, it was discovered that something was missing.

At this moment, the person in charge wiped the sweat from his brow.

Because several important people will be coming here to buy things tomorrow.

The target was those few world-famous paintings.

Although the price they offered was practically a freebie, he couldn't afford to offend those people!

Ruined.

Then, a thought struck him, and he began to instruct his trusted confidants to go out and find some "children" to come over.

They started to stage a scene where something was burned.

no way.

Otherwise, I won't be able to explain myself!
……

As dawn approached, Wang Qingsong returned, yawning.

We got a lot of good stuff that night!
Most importantly, they acquired another Bagua mirror.

Holding the Bagua mirror, Wang Qingsong wondered to himself, just how many of these things were there?
It would be great if we could get more of them.

He clicked his tongue, put the things away, and wondered where to put them next.
He now has two choices.

One is Japan, and the other is the United States.

The United States is, after all, the largest market, and that cannot be changed.

Another one is Japan.

The area is not very large, but it has a population of over 1 million.

Moreover, as the United States relocates its labor-intensive industries overseas, Japan benefits the most.

It became the world's second-largest economy at the time.

After thinking about it, he stopped thinking about it.

I took my breakfast home.

At this moment, Liang Chunxiao had already gotten up and was washing up.

Seeing him come in carrying things, he asked, "How is it?"

Wang Qingsong put down his breakfast and said with a smile, "Dad is doing well over there. I sent him some things."

I went to several places last night.

There was a school very close to the farm, so he went for a stroll and dropped off some food.

Overall it's okay.

We'll see if there will be any differential treatment later.

After all, things take time to develop.

Upon hearing this, Liang Chunxiao nodded, washed up, and came over.

"What did you bring today?"

During this period, it was Wang Qingsong who went out to buy the things every time.

Fortunately, she doesn't have any morning sickness symptoms right now.

Wang Qingsong put the things down and said with a smile, "You said the meat buns from Wanxingju were delicious! I bought a lot this time. I also made some millet porridge."

"Yes, their meat buns are the best. They have thin skins, lots of meat, and are very juicy. I can never buy them in the morning. If I wait, I might be late."

Liang Chunxiao said happily.

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "Yes, eat more later. There's also sweet soy milk and fried dough sticks."

Wanxingju's steamed buns are located in Xidan, and it can be said that it is a famous steamed bun shop in Beijing.

During rush hour, don't wait in line; don't expect to buy anything as soon as you arrive.

I had nothing to do these past few days, so I bought several baskets of chicken.

After a while, Xiaomai came out of the house, still half asleep. The family washed up, ate, and went to work.

……

The next day, I returned to work.

Naturally, they still had to find someone to "attend a meeting"!
This has been the mainstream trend during this period.

At noon, the cafeteria served its "bitter memories meal."

It wasn't actually that bad; it was just one bite, and during those difficult times, everyone would fight over it.

But what time is it now?
Putting aside other things, the current grain ration in Beijing has changed from the previous 30% refined grains to: 30% flour, 25% rice, and 45% coarse grains, which is now more than half.

(It's worth mentioning here that the proportion of grains changed constantly during that period. By 74, coarse grains only accounted for 25%.)

These children, let alone refined grains, have been eating meat to their heart's content lately.

The bland soup and coarse grains served in the cafeteria these days are really hard to swallow.

Especially sorghum flour and black beans, which can be said to be among the best of the coarse grains.

Sorghum's yield is not as high as corn's, but it is much higher than wheat's, so why do so few people eat it?

It's a matter of taste.

As for black beans, needless to say.

Immediately, the students started shouting, saying that the cafeteria staff were against that thing.

In the end, he was shut down by a few words from the cafeteria staff.

From that day on, the canteen staff no longer had to live in fear, lest they be reprimanded for not providing proper service.

Even if the food isn't good, we should be grateful for the good things in the new society!
Of course, the workers at the company also complained a lot about this practice.

Fortunately, they were all workers, so they were more adaptable.

When the children heard that they would be eating this stuff for the next ten days or so, they immediately became dissatisfied.

But nobody dared to say it!
The immediate reaction was to leave work early the next morning after getting up.

This immediately dampened the atmosphere in the workplace.

Just when these children thought that in ten days they would be able to eat refined grains and meat.

It's still the same thing in the end.

I can only run away.

When I finally got back to sleep, I learned that we had eaten refined grains and meat during the day, so I stayed the next day.

It's still the same thing in the end.

Over time, these children stopped believing what the factory workers said.

No matter what you eat, we'll eat out.

We can always just wait in line at a restaurant.

Without these people, the factory is obviously much better off.

……

Time passed slowly.

Wang Qingsong's team has also gradually grown, with more than 200 people now participating in their group.

At the same time, there are many similar groups within the workplace.

However, theirs is still the largest.

……

December!
That afternoon, several trucks slowly drove into the factory.

This is because Lao Fang and others have done well in their work and studies, and have returned to their units.

There was no fanfare when they returned.

Moreover, after returning, he didn't get involved in his unit's affairs in a high-profile manner.

……

In the factory director's office, Lao Fang and his group were listening to Sha Chunming give a report.

"Old Yang, you have no idea how I've been while you were gone! I've been living in constant fear!"

In this environment, Sha Chunming felt like he was fighting a lone battle.

If it weren't for Wang Qingsong's help, he probably would have collapsed.

Old Yang was surprised: "You mean, Qingsong pulled together more than two hundred people?"

Sha Chunming nodded: "Yes! If this kid hadn't been so timid, he would be the one calling the shots in the factory now. Even so, it would be pretty much over."

None of the remaining departments are stable.

Even the Security Department, which has the most complete organizational structure, has to listen to Wang Qingsong's opinions, let alone other departments.

Seeing Wang Qingsong is like seeing a cat.

Even though Wang Qingsong is very gentle in his actions.

Upon hearing this, Old Yang clicked his tongue and said, "Goodness, this kid didn't tell us even once!"

Upon hearing this, Sha Chunming was taken aback.

"He came to see you?"

Old Fang nodded slightly upon hearing this: "Yes, don't make a fuss about this. Just pretend it never happened. Do you understand?"

Upon hearing this, the others thought about it and agreed.

If people find out about this, it will be very troublesome.

Old Fang thought for a moment and said, "Go on!"

Upon hearing this, Sha Chunming continued speaking.

He recounted the situation at his workplace during that period.

……

"Hey, Qingsong! Should we go back?"

Li Yingying asked him a question in the office.

Wang Qingsong naturally understood what she meant.

The leaders who left have all returned, so Li Yingying and the others should go back.

After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "Okay, you can go back first. But you don't need to cancel your registration with the group. If you need anything, we'll still need your help."

Old Fang and his group have returned.

However, it's impossible to control the entire unit.

Because something big will happen in a little over a month.

After undergoing "learning" at the farm, people like Lao Fang would become: Revolutionary Cadres
At that time, the unit will still be mainly staffed by Lao Fang, but the management will be these people: laid off.

Putting everything else aside, it would be quite good if even one of the deputy factory directors, who would later become deputy directors, could maintain that position.

The vast majority of them were workers and ordinary people.

If the current situation continues, Lao Fang and his men will regain control of the unit in a few days.

He's destined for a deputy director position in the future.

Li Yingying smiled upon hearing this: "Of course! Don't worry! Just tell us what's wrong, and we'll come right away."

Liu Xi agreed.

Wang Qingsong smiled and agreed.

However, Li Yingying returned quickly after leaving, because Lao Yang told her to stay there.

Wang Qingsong didn't seem to care about this.

Without logistical procurement, things simply cannot be done.

……

Several days passed in a row.

Lao Fang and his group gradually took over the management of the unit.

Of course, this is only part of the process; the majority of the work still requires cooperating with the workers in their "extensive study."

It can only maintain the most basic operation.

This afternoon.

Wang Qingsong called together Zhao Tiezhu, Zhu Yonghua, and Li Yingying, the members of the management team.

Because Liang Chunxiao's belly is getting bigger and bigger.

She's probably going to give birth in the next couple of days.

He might not be able to come over at any time these next few days, but we must ensure that our core support base is maintained.

Although it was only for a few days.

Once everything was arranged, he felt relieved and waited patiently to get off work.

……

"Company Commander Wang!"

Lost in thought, someone called his name from outside.

Wang Qingsong opened the door, and a blast of cold air rushed in.

It's the dead of winter now, and also the coldest month.

"Comrade Sun, you were looking for me!"

Across from us was Grandpa Sun from the gatehouse.

"Oh! Xidan Department Store just called to say your wife gave birth and they need you to go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital right away!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingsong was taken aback.

She quickly came to her senses and said, "Okay! Thank you! I'll be right there."

After saying that, he went inside and put on the flocked hat and gloves.

He said to Zhu Yonghua and Li Yingying, who were writing propaganda posters inside the house, "Zhu Yonghua, Master, my wife has given birth, and I need to go over there now. You two stay here and watch over things. Zhu Yonghua, you're in charge here, but you need to discuss things with the two of them first, understand?"

Seeing this, Zhu Yonghua quickly put down his brush: "Okay! You go ahead and do your work! I'll come to the hospital to find you if anything happens!"

Li Yingying urged from the side, "Yes! Let's go!"

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong quickly packed his things and came out.

Before leaving, he still gave some instructions: "Remember, don't do anything rash, and tell Comrade Tiezhu as well."

Then he hurriedly left.

I rode my bike towards Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

(End of this chapter)