Travel through famine years and awaken a post-apocalyptic survival system.

Zhao Qing glanced at the girl next to Shen Wanqing: "Are you also from the infirmary?"

"Yes, my name is Feng Qian."

"Hello! Zhao Qingsong, security officer!"

Zhao Qingsong smiled and took another small piece from the lunchbox, handing it to the other person: "Here, you can try some too. I haven't used the chopsticks yet, they're clean."

This piece is only half the size of Shen Wanqing's.

It's important to distinguish between primary and secondary matters.

My experience from school taught me that to win over a girl, you have to win over her best friend first.

Feng Qian hesitated for a moment, then said, "This... isn't a good idea!"

"It's okay! You're Wanqing's friend, there's nothing wrong with that. I still have some stir-fried shredded pork from the cafeteria, eat up, it'll get crowded soon."

Zhao Qingsong smiled and started eating by himself.

Feng Qian glanced at Shen Wanqing beside her, and finally couldn't help but say, "Um... Wanqing..."

Shen Wanqing looked at Feng Qian.

Looking at the meat in his hand again, he estimated that his piece was more than an ounce, which was really too much.

After hesitating for a moment, however, she nodded and said, "Eat!"

He was pondering it in his mind.

My father was entitled to special supplies; in addition to a pound of meat and a pound of eggs every month, he was the only one in the family to receive them.

She gets one egg.

If that doesn't work, give him your share of eggs. If you only have one this month, then give him another one next month.

Ok.

That's settled then; we can't owe anyone a favor.

Upon hearing Shen Wanqing's agreement, Feng Qian quickly put the meat in her mouth and took a bite, afraid of having to return it.

I took a small bite, reluctant to finish it all at once.

However, she still thanked her.

"Thank you, Officer Zhao!"

Then, curiously, he asked, "Officer Zhao, you said you hunted this meat?"

Zhao Qingsong chewed his food, looked up and hummed in agreement: "Yeah! We went hunting in the mountains, and luckily we caught two wild boars and got some meat coupons."

"My god, a wild boar? That's powerful! How big is it?"

Feng Qian asked, her eyes shining.

Zhao Qingsong replied with a smile.

Shen Wanqing was a little embarrassed at first, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Zhao Qingsong didn't keep talking to her.

I listened to the two talking with curiosity.

He occasionally chimes in with a few words.

……

Zhao Qingsong didn't linger. He quickly finished what was in his lunchbox, said goodbye, and got up to leave the cafeteria.

Girls eat slowly.

After they left, Feng Qian finally turned her gaze away from Zhao Qingsong's retreating figure.

He chuckled softly, "Wanqing, he's been really good to you. I've benefited from all this meat! Does he have a crush on you and want to date you?"

She hasn't eaten meat in a long time.

Shen Wanqing blushed slightly.

She hadn't really thought about it that way, but the repeated questions from others gave her a strange feeling.

Coming to her senses, she playfully complained, "Qianqian, don't talk nonsense! I've only met him a few times!"

"My goodness, we've only met a few times and it's already like this, what will it be like in the future!"

Feng Qian joked, then asked, "Where is he from? Is he from our neighborhood?"

Shen Wanqing shook her head: "No, he's from the countryside and just started working in security recently. I'm not really familiar with him; we've only met once or twice..."

I gave a brief overview of the situation.

Upon hearing this, Feng Qian sighed: "Ah, from the countryside! Then there's definitely no chance. Your dad is the deputy factory director, so he should at least find you the son of a leader, or a college student."

She felt obligated to say a few kind words since she was being treated well.

However, the difference is too great.

Shen Wanqing paused in her eating when she heard that she needed to find the leader's son.

I feel a little sad for some reason.

They probably didn't want their fate to be so easily arranged, or to be used as a bargaining chip to win over others.

They didn't say anything and just ate their meal quietly.

When Zhao Qingsong returned to the department, everyone had already come back and was reading the newspaper.

When Old Liu saw him return, he smiled and asked, "Did you eat in the cafeteria?"

"Yeah, I ran into a friend, so we ate at the cafeteria."

Zhao Qingsong chuckled and replied, picking up the newspaper on the table and glancing at it casually.

Seeing this, Lao Liu said, "Next week is the target practice day for our security department. The department head said to pick up the guns tomorrow morning. I'll teach you how to disassemble the guns and how to use them. Lao Gao said he'll give you his bullets to practice with."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingsong closed the newspaper.

He chuckled, "Sure! No problem. Oh, by the way, Brother Liu, when can we be equipped with handguns?"

The fight between Lao Gao and Wu Zhiqiang that day made him wary.

We still need a formal way to issue handguns.

Huang Hai, smoking a cigarette, laughed and said, "You wish! Pistols can't be issued to people below a certain rank, and... it's not like they can be issued them all the time. They only handle firearms during training, on duty, or when performing combat missions; they're not issued them at other times."

In our department, only four people are qualified to carry firearms—no, three: the department head, Lao Liu, and Lao Gao. …In the military, only platoon leaders are allowed to carry pistols, and not all platoon leaders are eligible…”

After listening, Zhao Qingsong suddenly realized, "Oh, I see!"

We'll have to work harder then.

……

The group chatted idly there.

Lost in thought, Zhao Qingsong suddenly remembered something and asked Lao Liu, "Hey, Brother Liu, can I ask you about something? I'd like my parents to have jobs too, do you know any connections?"

Upon hearing this, Old Liu put down his newspaper.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Work? There aren't many tasks at the factory these days. Unless there are special circumstances, they're not hiring much anymore."

Zhao Qingsong understood as well.

Previously, the "big run" not only increased grain production in rural areas, but also led to rapid expansion in all sectors, recruiting a large number of people.

Many businesses have now ceased production.

"Oh, never mind then. I was just saying it offhand."

In his mind, he was thinking about his own situation.

The rules are made for ordinary people. The fact that the old man can get a job for saving people shows that you can still get a job once you reach a certain level.

This reminded him of Sun Guodong!

However, he quickly rejected it.

This is the security department; if I flaunt my wealth too much, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

Let's see how it goes first.

After chatting for a while, Old Liu suddenly remembered something, opened a drawer, and took out a few movie tickets.

"Qingsong, our department got some movie tickets, would you like one?"

After saying that, Old Liu grinned slyly and said, "Let me tell you! This is 'The Song of Youth,' perfect for you young people. It's tomorrow at 6 PM. The department's been busy these past few days, and you've just arrived. If you're not busy, go check it out. But if you're busy, then you can't."

Zhao Qingsong wasn't very interested at first.

These days, entertainment options are scarce, so watching movies has become a way for most people to relax.