A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Ye Wenxi's home.

Lu Xiaojun was carrying a large enamel plate filled with meatballs that Ye Wenxi had fried for him to eat as snacks.

Ever since the day they learned about Lu Xiaojun's true appetite, the rice, flour, and oil in Ye Wenxi's house have been dropping at an alarming rate.

Lu Xiaojun said that he wasn't particularly hungry even if he didn't eat, but he would feel very satisfied if he ate his fill.

Ye Wenxi analyzed that Lu Xiaojun's physical condition was also different from that of ordinary people, in addition to being at an age where he could eat a lot.

They digest quickly, metabolize rapidly, and consume a lot of energy, resulting in strong physical strength and fitness.

"So what you have, I think, is a rare talent, something many people would kill for."

With a meatball stuffed in his mouth, Lu Xiaojun mumbled:

"My dad and grandpa don't think so. They believe that keeping me a little hungry will help toughen my will."

Ye Wenxi raised an eyebrow: "Did they tell you?"

"No need to say," Lu Xiaojun swallowed. "There's another possibility."

"They definitely think I'm wasting food. As long as I can feed them to adulthood, that's enough."

Ye Wenxi chuckled: "What nonsense are you talking about? Science has proven that a proper feeling of hunger can help you stay alert and focused."

She paused, then added, "Your father and grandfather are doing this for your own good. Otherwise, you'd be eating half the day and wouldn't be able to do anything else."

Lu Xiaojun looked down at the enamel basin in his arms, his face full of grievance.

"Second Aunt, you don't need to comfort me. I don't blame my family at all." He raised his head, his tone becoming more serious.

"These days, what can't you buy with a ration coupon? I can eat the whole family's food all by myself."

"It is quite wasteful, but I understand!"

Ye Wenxi smiled faintly, her gaze fixed on the view outside the window.

"Soon we won't need tickets anymore."

Lu Xiaojun was taken aback: "How did you know?"

Ye Wenxi looked away and winked at him:

"whee..."

"You've forgotten, I'm from the future."

Ye Wenxi said it casually, her tone playful as if she were teasing a child.

Then Lu Xiaojun's hand holding the meatball froze for a moment.

"Second Aunt, I feel like you're telling the truth," Lu Xiaojun said, putting down the meatballs in his hand.

"You brat, you're so full you're dizzy, aren't you?" Ye Wenxi chuckled and scolded him.

Lu Weihua, engrossed in reading his little H book, didn't look up: "If she's from the future, then I'm from outer space."

Lu Xiaojun rolled his eyes at her: "I think you're more like someone who came from a mental hospital."

"It's still the kind of intensive care unit."

Lu Weihua kicked him: "Don't even think about borrowing books from me anymore."

The two of them started arguing back and forth.

Ye Wenxi rubbed her temples, annoyed by the noise.

"You two be quiet, I need to make a phone call."

She opened her phone book and dialed the number for Section Chief Chen's office in the Logistics Department.

Ever since Chen Yuanchuan suggested she apply for a car, she has kept it in mind.

Last night I was planning to start writing the application report, but after thinking it over, I decided to talk to Section Chief Chen today first to get a feel for the situation.

The call was answered quickly.

Ye Wenxi first raised several practical needs:

One problem is the lack of water. There are no water pipes or wells at the warehouse, so we have to carry water every day, which is a huge inconvenience.

The second request is to apply for a small side gate, as the current main gate is too heavy, difficult to open and close, and inconvenient for people to come and go.

The last one is about toilets.

The nearest one to the warehouse is a ten-minute walk away; it's cold in winter and hot in summer, so it's not a long-term solution.

These are all practical issues that affect work efficiency, and since we will be working here for a long time, none of them are indispensable.

Section Chief Chen readily agreed to all of them, saying that he would arrange for someone to handle them soon.

Hearing the cheerful tone on the other end of the phone, Ye Wenxi felt that the groundwork had been laid.

She paused, then softened her tone:

"Section Chief Chen, there's something I'd like to ask you."

"Xiao Ye, you go ahead," Section Chief Chen replied readily.

Ye Wenxi tactfully expressed her needs: the clothing company's business was growing bigger and bigger, requiring frequent purchases of fabrics and travel between the county town and Harbin.

The items she purchased were varied and in large quantities, and it was too much for her to carry them all herself, trip after trip.

"Section Chief Chen, I just wanted to ask... does our unit have any spare vehicles that we could coordinate?"

After listening, Section Chief Chen pondered for a moment.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

In just a moment, Ye Wenxi felt that this matter was probably not so simple.

Section Chief Chen neither directly refused nor agreed. Instead, he began by explaining the current management system for military vehicles in the region:

"Xiao Ye, let me tell you about the situation here."

In this era, military vehicles are not considered commercial assets, and you can't buy them even if you have the money.

The military has no "right to buy vehicles," no budget, no channels, and is not allowed to make commercial purchases.

Due to a shortage of vehicles, the only option is to apply to higher authorities for allocation.

The approval process is extremely strict and takes a long time, sometimes a year or two.

All vehicle resources are extremely scarce and are strictly limited by established quotas.

One radish, one hole; there's no room for extra wheels.

As Ye Wenxi listened, the little bit of expectation in her heart slowly subsided.

But she quickly adjusted her mindset. It wasn't that Section Chief Chen didn't want to help; it was just that the matter itself was difficult.

"Section Chief Chen, I understand. We're short on vehicles, and my need is temporary; I won't be using them every day."

Upon hearing this, Section Chief Chen smiled slightly, amused that Ye Wenxi was a sensible and understanding person.

Then Section Chief Chen changed his tone, becoming more serious:

"Xiao Ye... why don't you try applying? It might be difficult, as it requires special approval from multiple levels, and the process will take a long time."

"There's a possibility that a special exception might be made and a special approval might be granted."

These are Section Chief Chen's honest thoughts; he genuinely wanted to lend a hand.

But Ye Wenxi didn't want to take the special case approach. Special cases are for emergencies, for when they are most needed, not for unlimited refills in daily operations.

Too many exceptions will erode the organization's trust and patience.

She has to think of another way.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"No, Section Chief Chen, thank you, I'll think of another way."

Ye Wenxi's mind raced. Since this path was blocked, he had to find another way.

Then she spoke again:

"Section Chief Chen, since my garment factory is a joint military-civilian project, I think it's considered part of the military region, right?"

Section Chief Chen was taken aback:

"Of course. Our military and civilians are one, only our systems and management methods are different, and there are some differences in operation."

"Our military region will definitely provide you with all the support we can, after all, your company benefits a large number of military families."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenxi smiled, her eyes crinkling as if she had asked casually.

She asked that question on purpose, as a prelude, to pass the conversation along and let Section Chief Chen say some things.

"So... for some things, can I go through the military region's centralized procurement?"

Section Chief Chen was stunned.

Then, I couldn't help but laugh. This Ye Wenxi is really clever. When one path didn't work out, he didn't give up and immediately thought of another way.

But he did not agree directly.

"What are you referring to?"

Ye Wenxi answered quickly; she had already thought it through, and what she said were all routine, non-sensitive items in the military region's procurement:

"Things like sewing machines, mirrors, office supplies..."

She paused, then added:

"Of course, this doesn't include cloth."

"Of course, I will cover the costs; I just want to use the military's procurement channels and procedures."

Section Chief Chen smiled: "It's a path we can try."

"Okay, you should quickly draft a request and list, and apply for some of the supplies to be procured through the military region's centralized procurement. I'll help you escalate the request."

"If it passes, implement it as soon as possible."

Ye Wenxi's eyes lit up:

"Okay, thank you, Section Chief Chen!"

After exchanging a few more polite words, I hung up the phone.

She turned her head, took out two large ten-yuan bills, and slapped them on Lu Weihua and Lu Xiaojun.

"You two can take care of your own dinner tonight. I need to get back to work."

He turned and walked toward the study, but after taking two steps, he turned back.

"Xiao Jun, eat your fill, don't try to save me money."