The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 60 Revenge of Luo Huijuan

Monday morning.

Qiuyu chatters on and on like an old lady from the neighborhood committee.

The fog in the coastal city is more diligent than the barber in a state-owned barber shop. Every few days, the whole city is covered with white foam.

Qian Jin and Xu Weidong, wrapped in half-worn raincoats, rode their 28-bar bicycles and merged into the traffic going to work. It was not known whether it was the fog or the rain that dispersed it.

The morning whistle of the Third Dyeing and Weaving Factory sounded, and the slogans on the mottled red brick walls on the street were soaked into dark red by the rain.

The female textile workers, wrapped in white sleeves and carrying aluminum lunch boxes, either ran hurriedly or rode their bicycles quickly, pouring into the factory gate like a torrent.

Xu Weidong rang the bell in the back, "Old Qian, take it easy. My car's brakes aren't working! It's raining and the roads are slippery today. I'm afraid something might happen!"

Qian Jin was riding his own bike, so he borrowed his neighbor's bike: "Then let's swap bikes."

Xu Weidong sneered:
"Forget it, my neighbor's rickshaw is too rickety for most people to ride. It hasn't been remodeled yet. The front wheel is focused on the socialist road, while the back wheel is still obsessed with the evil path of capitalism."

"Always run to the fork!"

The two of them speeded up while joking and soon arrived at the gate of the district voting office.

The Datou Office is similar to a public security unit and is open 24 hours a day. Because people who engage in reselling business do not work at fixed hours, they often trade in the middle of the night.

Therefore, if you want to gain something from voting, you have to be able to work the night shift.

In the morning it was time to close the nets, and there were several people standing or squatting inside the gate.

These people did not seek shelter from the rain and just got drenched by it.

Their faces were pale and their expressions were ugly. Compared with the psychological torture of unknown punishment, the cold and damp autumn rain was nothing.

There is only one person who stays in the rain with full of expectations, and that is Chang Shengli.

Seeing Qian Jin and the other man, he ran over to greet them: "Comrade Qian, how are you?"

Qian Jin nodded firmly.

Chang Shengli grinned.

Qian Jinzhi got out of the car, carried the bag and walked in.

The people who were caught in the yard all turned their heads to look over, the rain running down their hair and cheeks, their faces full of fear and hope.

Qian Jin took a look and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Chang Shengli said calmly: "What else can I do? I'm breaking the law and engaging in speculation."

"Comrade, am I also engaging in speculation? I just want to save some food rations to buy a pair of rubber shoes for my child..." An old man in his fifties or sixties spoke in a hoarse voice.

Another girl cried in despair: "Comrade, please let me go. I'm a night school teacher and I'm getting married soon. If my company finds out, I'll definitely be fired..."

Chang Shengli had seen this kind of scene many times, so he led the way into the office without changing his expression.

Qian Jin felt soft-hearted, but he could only shake his head to express his helplessness.

Sobbing sounds suddenly began.

This made him sigh.

Feel the same.

He rented a car and drove an online taxi in 27 years, but was cheated because the procedures were incomplete. Unfortunately, he was arrested by the joint comprehensive law enforcement unit.

I still remember the feeling of crying out to heaven and earth but getting no response.

Very uncomfortable.

Chang Shulin was walking around the office.

As soon as Qian Jin entered the room, he put down the bag without waiting for him to ask:

"They're all in there. 1,000 pairs. We can definitely fool them!"

The father and son opened the bag.

With a loud bang, the rubber-covered iron mold fell onto the concrete floor.

Chang Shulin picked it up and looked at it, then said, "Oh, is this the glue you put the work gloves in?"

Qian Jin quickly went up to take it away and said, "That's called hanging."

He muttered to himself again: "How careless! How could I have let the mold in here?"

Chang Shengli took out the rubber gloves, and his pockmarked face was filled with shock: "Hey, what kind of technology is this?"

"Director, look, these gloves are really good. I think they're even better than the ones from Port B!"

Chang Shulin stroked the uneven rubber layer on the gloves, pretending to be a technician:

"The edge sealing is good, but you can tell from the surface that it's still not good enough. It's a famous brand from the Labor Products Factory, it's so smooth!"

Qian Jin smiled secretly.

Gloves need friction, and slippery ones are not good.

But Chang Shulin's words helped him, so he cooperated and said, "Director Chang is indeed an expert. In fact, if I give my friend some time, he can also apply the rubber more delicately."

"The problem is, we don't have time!"

Chang Shulin was very satisfied: "It's okay, it's okay. This is already very good." "I'll use this batch of rubber gloves. Hehe, today the people from Port B come and I'll show them to them. If they say the quality of these gloves is not good, that's great. I'll keep them!"

He counted the gloves himself.

After confirming that there were 1,000 sets, he was overjoyed, the panic in his heart disappeared, and he became stylish again.

He shook hands with Qian Jin and said, "Thank you, Captain Qian. You've helped me a lot this time!"

"Of course. Xu Weidong, did you bring all your information? And the certificate for 'Outstanding Individual in Supporting Agriculture During the Autumn'?"

Xu Weidong nodded heavily.

But he pulled Qian Jin in again: "Old Qian, are you really going to give me the recruitment quota for the investment firm?"

Qian Jin said, "We are comrades in the same trench. We should trust each other more and question each other less."

"You must work hard and make more contributions to bring honor to Taishan Road!"

Xu Weidong said, "I don't care about what's happening on Taishan Road."

"I'm working hard to bring honor to our Second Labor Assault Team! Let those villains who call us blind drifters see that there are heroes among our Labor Assault Team!"

Chang Shulin asked Xu Weidong to bring all the documents and follow Chang Shengli to complete the employment procedures.

You also have to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the superior authority.

Xu Weidong, who always had nerves thicker than noodles, began to feel uneasy at this moment: "Is the paperwork okay? Can I come in?"

Chang Shengli comforted him: "Yes, it has been confirmed. There is no problem with your household registration. You are also an outstanding individual in this year's agricultural support and autumn harvest competition. You meet our unit's priority recruitment criteria."

Chang Shulin said to Qian Jin, "I was really planning to record you, but I don't want to be with Huang Suo and do something to destroy the chain."

"I can't help it. Someone under me always likes to go against me. He's the best at using dirty tricks. He stole the spot away from me."

"Damn it! I'm getting angry just thinking about it! I'm definitely going to punish him someday!"

Qian Jin didn't have to wait for Xu Weidong to complete the formalities, he planned to go back to the street first.

Chang Shulin came out to see him off, shaking his hand enthusiastically: "Captain Qian, you've helped me a lot this time. I'm a rough man. I'll repay a favor and I'll avenge my grudge..."

He was silent for two seconds, then continued, "Is there anything else you need my help with?"

Qian Jin looked at the people in the courtyard and asked, "I just made some inquiries. These people didn't make any big mistakes. They just had minor problems."

"Look, it's raining and cold, and these people are either elderly or women. Director Chang, why don't you give them a verbal lecture and let them go?"

Normally Shu Lin would definitely not be willing to do that.

But at this time he was in a very good mood, so he sold the money to buy this face:

"All of you come here to register. Consider yourself lucky. Today, a leader has interceded for you. Considering the nature of your problem is not serious, please go back."

"But remember, if you do it again next time, we will not tolerate it and will enforce the law with no mercy!"

More than a dozen people who were about to die suddenly found a way to survive. They were so surprised that they came up to express their gratitude one after another.

Qian Jin waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to thank him. He put on a beeswax raincoat, tied the hemp rope on the back seat, and got into the car with his long legs.

When I passed by the grocery store, a salesperson in a white apron was removing door panels. They had just opened for business.

The smell of dried salted fish mixed with the coal stove filled the streets, and only a few residents came in the rain to buy tofu.

Normally, there would be a long queue now.

The cold autumn rain keeps many people at home.

The labor commandos had no work, so they were on holiday and lost their 50-cent-a-day subsidy.

There is work here for Qian Jin.

He returned home, locked the door, took out the Polaroid camera and marginal photos he had just bought last night, and also took out a few photos of Luo Huijuan.

After selecting a suitable photo to be used as a substitute, Qian Jin carefully cut off the beautiful woman's portrait and replaced it with Luo Huijuan's portrait.

He raised his camera and adjusted it to black and white mode, then took a photo after getting closer.

In the new photo, the plump white Luo Huijuan is smiling, wearing a bellyband and stockings, with her chest raised, buttocks lifted, and legs stretched out, her posture is quite charming.

A 27-year-old young person can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with this photo.

But no one in this day and age would doubt that photos can be faked.

Qian Jin selected five photos in the same way.

Luo Huijuan either sticks out her chest and curls up her legs, or exposes her back and sits like a duck with her stockings and legs apart, or lies sideways on a retro bed wearing only a bikini...

What was not considered a harmonious photo in the 27s can now ruin a person's life.

Qian Jin had no choice.

Who made Luo Huijuan collude with Du Daozui and want to send him to jail?

He is actually a very good-tempered and kind-hearted person.

People don't offend me, I don't offend people.

But he is also petty and can hold grudges.

If anyone offends me, I will dig up his ancestors' graves!
(End of this chapter)