"Xiao Song, how is it, the work is okay, right?"

In the office of the county revolutionary committee, Huang Ruhan threw a cigarette over and motioned for Song Qiong to sit down and speak.

Since Song Qiong took up his post in the labor service company, there were not many opportunities for Huang Ruhan and Song Qiong to meet, after all, the labor bureau was not the work that Huang Ruhan was in charge of, and there was a labor bureau between them.

Song Qiong lit a cigarette and briefly talked about his recent work.

The economic development momentum of individual and small collectives affiliated to the name of cooperatives is gratifying, and more than 20 of them have started to operate one after another, and more than 30 have formally applied for them.

Although the total amount of resettlement work is inconspicuous, Song Qiong believes that they will be like a catfish to activate the economy of Zhongling County, especially in the field of commodity circulation, which is still in a state of planned regulation.

"Hmm."

Huang Ruhan nodded: "Yes, in less than a month, being able to do this shows that you have worked hard." ”

At the beginning, Huang Ruhan reused Song Qiong and asked him to establish a labor service company, mainly because of his aggressiveness, and it turned out that this step was still right, Song Qiong was indeed able to break through, and in just one month, he had already made a lot of moves.

The movement was so loud that even Huang Ruhan already felt unsteady.

"The main thing is that everyone's life is too hard, and the head of the Central Committee said that we want to build socialism in the rich, not in the poor, and we want everyone to eat well, dress well, and use it well." Song Qiong said with a smile.

Huang Ruhan glanced at Song Qiong appreciatively: "Well, it's good, I can do things, and I know how to learn." ”

He pondered for a moment, his face became a little serious, and he said slowly: "Xiao Song, I see all the work you do, but sometimes, you also have to pay attention to the ways and means." ”

"During this period of time, the hawker stalls that appeared on the street have attracted the attention of the leaders of the county party committee, raising all kinds of questions, and you should also pay attention to this aspect, especially to strengthen management."

Song Qiong smiled and replied respectfully: "Yes, Director Huang, during this time, we have taken turns to preach the unemployed people in the county, and the next step is to do a good job in organization and management, so that these people can set a good example and drive more people to get rich together." ”

Recently, there has been a significant increase in the number of small stalls and vendors on the streets, which has greatly facilitated the residents of the county, but also caused a lot of impact.

It seems that everyone can't accept it for a while, and the streets are full of hawkers. Not long ago, these hawkers were severely cracked down on as speculative and capitalist tails.

At this stage, there is great resistance to the development of the individual economy with great fanfare, and Song Qiong is also taking some measures, hoping to give these pioneers some protection.

Leaving Huang Ruhan's office, Song Qiong returned to the company.

The company is located in a two-storey annex building on the east side of the county people's shopping mall, and the first floor is facing the street with several shops such as non-staple food stores, restaurants, and barber shops, which are subordinate units of the county commercial bureau.

The area of the People's Shopping Mall is the most prosperous business circle on the scene, and the business of the shops is very good, and there are often long queues at the entrance of non-staple food stores and restaurants, and there are always waiting in the barber shop.

The labor service company borrowed two houses on the second floor as offices, and the stairs up the stairs were next to the restaurant, and when it was time to eat at noon, the long queue at the door of the restaurant blocked the staircase tightly.

Song Qiong just wanted to pass through the line, when he suddenly heard someone shouting to him, he looked up and unexpectedly saw Chen Yingshang standing in the middle of the line, waving to him.

"Yingshang, where did you come from?" Song Qiong asked in surprise.

"My friend came from Huadu, and I picked her up and went to Lingang." Chen Ying turned sideways, letting go of a young girl in her early twenties.

"This is my friend, Zhao Jingxi."

Song Qiong was stunned suddenly.

Zhao Jingxi, the daughter of Zhao Jizhong and Tang Yilin, and also his own sister, appeared in front of him unusually suddenly.

After Zhao Jizhong's death, Tang Yilin was dissatisfied with what Zhao Zhongyi did, drew a clear line with the Zhao family, and did not get along.

In Song Qiong's memory, after the end of the cultural rebellion, the Zhao and Tang families were rehabilitated one after another, Zhao Guoshun served in the central government after his recovery, and the old man of the Tang family has died, and the second and third generations of children began to develop in the capital.

As the relationship between Tang Yilin and Zhao Zhongyi became more and more stiff, the children of the Tang family were squeezed out by Zhao Zhongyi, and later gradually left the capital and developed in Guangdong, Jianghuai and other places.

At this time, Tang Yilin should not have broken with the Zhao family, which is why Song Qiong was not in a hurry to go to Beijing to recognize his relatives.

Unexpectedly, he didn't go, but Zhao Jingxi came.

Zhao Jizhong and Tang Yilin gave birth to three children, the eldest daughter Zhao Jingxi, the youngest son Song Qiong, and a boy was born in the middle, who died before the moon, which is why Tang Yilin later entrusted Song Qiong to be raised.

Zhao Jingxi is three years older than Song Qiong, and her health has not been very good since she was a child, and she was retaliated against and suppressed by Zhao Jingtang in her previous life, and her life was extremely difficult, so she had to immigrate to Lungang, and only relied on publishing some tofu blocks in the newspapers of Lungang to make a living.

And her youngest son, when he was a teenager, suffered from leukemia and was almost in a desperate situation.

Coincidentally, Zhao Jingxi's youngest son happened to be being treated in a hospital invested by Song Qiong, and his blood type was very rare, and the director of the hospital accidentally discovered that this blood type was the same as the information left by Song Qiong during his physical examination in the hospital, and he tried to persuade Song Qiong to donate bone marrow.

And he found that Song Qiong and Zhao Jingxi's youngest son looked very similar, so the mystery of Song Qiong's life experience was revealed.

At this time, suddenly seeing Zhao Jingxi, Song Qiong's heart was mixed, and the scenes of the past kept passing in front of him.

"Hey, hey, Comrade Song Qiong, what are you doing in a daze?"

Being pushed by Chen Ying, Song Qiong woke up from his memories, he looked at Zhao Jingxi, and smiled: "Hehe, Zhao Jingxi - I feel that we are very familiar, as if we have met somewhere." ”

Chen Yingshang opened her mouth, looked at Zhao Jingxi, who was full of doubt, and then looked at Song Qiong: "Hey, I introduced you to each other, you don't have to say hello like this, right?" ”

Zhao Jingxi frowned unhappily, originally, she had just seen this young man, and she felt quite kind, but she didn't expect that he would be so frivolous.

"I'm serious—"

Song Qiong suddenly turned his head and said to Chen Yingshang: "Do you think that we are very similar?" ”

The jade pendant that Tang Yilin left Song Qiong as a token back then no longer knows where it fell, and Song Qiong has no other way to prove his life experience, so he can only start from the appearance of the two people.

Chen Yingshang stared at Song Qiong, and then at Zhao Jingxi: "Hey, it really seems to be a little bit similar." ”