Chapter 951 marks the true beginning of his rise to prominence!
Chapter 951 marks the true beginning of his rise to prominence!
Chapter 951 marks the true beginning of his rise to prominence!
Xia Yinghe couldn't help but blurt out, "If you had met Lu Qiaoge back then, and she wasn't married or had a boyfriend...would you have pursued her relentlessly? Would you have insisted on marrying her?"
Lou Zhe was surprised that Xia Yinghe would ask such a low-level question.
He replied crisply, "There are no 'what ifs' in life. I don't want to hear such meaningless, uninformative, and degrading words again."
Xia Yinghe stared blankly at Lou Zhe.
Even if you know that the marriage between the two of you is just so-so, it's impossible to say that you have no expectations at all.
For someone like Xia Yinghe, whether she likes others or not is secondary; what matters is whether others like her.
Therefore, Xia Yinghe felt somewhat disappointed by Lou Zhe's behavior.
But she could never win an argument with Lou Zhe.
Lou Zhe's tongue is incredibly eloquent.
So Xia Yinghe stood up, picked up her coat, and said, "I'm going to work overtime."
Lou Zhe merely glanced at Xia Yinghe's retreating figure as she slammed the door, then lowered his head again, picked up the thick professional book beside him, and ran his slender fingers over the pages, his expression so focused that it was as if the unpleasant conversation had never happened.
Xia Yinghe did not go downstairs immediately, but stood in front of the window in the corridor and looked outside.
In front of her building was a winding stream, which was now shimmering with light.
It's really rare to find a stream like this in this city.
It is said that this place was originally planned as a sanatorium, but the plan was abandoned due to the terrain limitations.
This was also the first time she had ever observed the scenery outside the window so closely.
Surprisingly, quite a few willow trees, each over a meter tall, have grown along the riverbank.
Calling them trees is a bit of a stretch; they are actually just clumps of dense willow branches, not particularly tall or straight, more like wild, overgrown shrubs.
The grass on the side was trimmed neatly, and the banks were clean.
Director Zhao of the subdistrict office is very concerned about his image and is extremely strict about the sanitation of the area, so the residential compounds in this area are always the cleanest in the block.
A gentle evening breeze blew by, and the willow branches swayed in the breeze. If the wind blew them east, they would bend softly to the east; if the wind carried them west, they would obediently bow their heads to the west.
On the contrary, the tall, sturdy pine tree in the distance, and a dozen or so straight poplars, no matter how the wind blew, only rustled their leaves, their thick branches remained completely still, not even swaying.
For no apparent reason, Lu Qiaoge's image appeared in Xia Yinghe's mind.
Given her background and connections, she should logically be like a willow tree: if others tell her to go east, she would never dare to go west; if they tell her to go south, she would never dare to go north.
But the reality was quite the opposite. Lu Qiaoge stood tall and proud, like a pine or poplar, unmoved by any wind!
Xia Yinghe's current state is more like that of a willow branch swaying in the wind. It seems soft and flexible, but in reality, it is unclear how deep its roots are or where it is headed. It simply sways left and right with the wind.
Xia Yinghe felt a surge of frustration welling up inside her, and she decided to go back and talk to her grandfather.
She wants to apply for a transfer to a grassroots position and doesn't want to stay at the General Administration anymore.
Previously, she and Qi Qi had privately analyzed Xiangyang brand instant noodles.
This is not only the top choice for earning foreign exchange at present, but also highly valued by the country. Sooner or later, it will grow into a behemoth factory with branch factories all over the country.
Lu Qiaoge would never be willing to give up this lucrative business. It was the foundation she had built from scratch, and those old clients were the result of her hard work in cultivating them, forming the basis for developing new clients in the future. Everyone in the factory, from top to bottom, only recognized Lu Qiaoge as their factory manager.
To be honest, there are plenty of people who want to sit in that factory director's position.
Several high-ranking officials even coveted this position.
But being a factory manager is not an easy job.
Of the tens of thousands of people below, only Lu Qiaoge is respected. Given that, the higher-ups will definitely keep her in that position.
However, once Lu Qiaoge takes over the main factory, given her busy schedule, she will inevitably have no time to attend to the State Administration of Foreign Trade.
Only when Lu Qiaoge leaves the State Administration of Foreign Trade will people like her and Qi Qi truly have a chance to rise in the world!
Xia Yinghe still remembers Qi Qi's sigh at that time, which was tinged with a bitter resentment:
“I originally thought Lu Qiaoge was just a sapling that could be pushed over at the slightest touch, insignificant, someone anyone could step on. Who would have thought that she would be such an unshakable towering tree. As long as she is here, we will forever be shrouded in the darkness of her enormous canopy, making it difficult to even breathe.”
They can only breathe a sigh of relief once Lu Qiaoge leaves.
Who would have thought that she was so amazing, holding both a key position in the State Administration of Foreign Trade and the director of the main factory, managing to have her cake and eat it too.
A cold smile curled at the corners of Xia Yinghe's lips as she slowly walked downstairs.
She considered herself to be broad-minded, but at this moment, she couldn't help but use her narrow-mindedness to speculate about Lu Qiaoge.
"Her eating manners are just too disgusting."
"I can't bear to give up any of them, and I'm not afraid of exhausting myself."
These words remained firmly clenched between Xia Yinghe's teeth, never uttered.
She knew that no matter what she thought, the person named Lu Qiaoge would remain as steadfast as that pine tree, no matter how much she disliked him, and would even continue to grow taller.
Lu Qiaoge really didn't know that Xia Yinghe was thinking that way.
I never imagined that my existence would become an insurmountable mountain for others.
Of course, if you know, you know.
What else could I do but laugh it off?
She actually wanted to leave the General Administration so she could focus on managing Xiangyang.
Although I have the ability, it might be better to take it easier.
I've been so busy these past few days that I haven't been able to go out and have fun with my family.
Lu Qiaoling was alright, since she was in the meeting with them.
So we see it often.
So Lu Qiaoge took a few days off and drove her family out for a trip.
But in fact, Qin Hengzhi had taken them to most of the places.
Luo Aijun was with them.
Luo Ziwen called and said he would come over in half a month to discuss Xiaojun's schooling.
As for family matters, they naturally wouldn't be mentioned.
However, Lu Qiaoge knew from Xiao Cangcang that Old Luo had become a vegetable.
It's said to be caused by drinking too much alcohol.
Logically speaking, someone his age shouldn't be drinking so much, but ever since Luo Ziwen told him he could be adopted, the old man has been surrounded by his family.
Everyone fawned over him, wishing they could beat him up and worship him.
That was truly emperor-like treatment; the old man was so happy he was practically beside himself.
The old lady was just thinking about it; she had been suppressed and beaten by Old Luo her whole life, and she was very afraid of him.
Besides, after all, they've spent a lifetime together, decades as husband and wife. When they hate each other to the extreme, they wish the other would die immediately. But once the emotions have subsided, they will try their best to find the good things the other has done for them.
Even if you once bought her a handkerchief, she would remember it for a lifetime.
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