The relevant department structure of China is roughly divided into two parts, one part is the logistics department that combines the equipment department, the alchemy department and other branches, and the other part is the field department that assumes the functions of the execution department.
Since the bloodlines of Chinese hybrids are relatively stable under the influence of Ender, the field department has less time to deal with high-risk hybrids and more time dealing with the numerous dragon tombs in China.
Lu Mingfei is now interning in a small branch of the logistics department. The archives room, an underground library filled with the scent of ink, stores information on the entire South China. The level of confidentiality is very high. If Lu Mingfei had not been in a special position, he
I don't even have permission to go in for internship.
Originally, when his aunt asked Lu Mingze to follow him for an internship, Lu Mingfei just wanted to report it a little and then politely reject it. He didn't expect his boss to agree quickly, as if he had been waiting for this for a long time.
The next morning, Lu Mingze, who had dark circles under his eyes, was pulled up by Lu Mingfei. He staggered onto the bus and walked towards the archives room. Lu Mingze next to him looked unhappy, but he was not too upset.
Too resistant.
It’s good to have multiple paths in life.
After getting off the car, we walked forward for a while. The relevant departments were stationed in a small alley. Many banyan trees were planted along the street, swaying slowly in the early morning breeze.
A familiar man stood under the tree. When he saw Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze approaching, he quickly stood up and greeted them.
That person was none other than Lu Mingfei's uncle and Lu Mingze's father, Lu Gucheng.
He held a cigarette in his hand, lifted it up and put it down, and finally walked up to Lu Mingze, looking at him with a complicated expression: "Follow me, and take your kid to the work station to have a look."
Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. He had never cared about his uncle's job. He only knew that he was a small leader in a state-owned enterprise, but the salary was not bad. The family relied on his uncle's salary and the money sent by Lu Mingfei's parents.
The life of a child with child support was turbulent.
But Lu Mingfei never knew that his uncle's job was related to mixed race.
Lu Mingze was grabbed by the shoulders by his father, and his body that had grown fat and strong in the United States shook unconsciously. His uncle was still making scornful remarks to his son: "You couldn't come here for an internship.
I’m not begging for mercy for you...Mingze, you have to listen to dad and don’t do anything you shouldn’t do.”
Lu Mingfei watched Lu Mingze being pulled by his uncle and found a department office. He passed cigarettes and bowed in front of the deputy section chief. Finally, he told Lu Mingze not to cause trouble and work hard, and then followed Lu Mingfei.
Mingfei left the office without looking back three times.
The two of them walked along and stopped in the corridor. The uncle took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. He looked at Lu Mingfei again and handed him a cigarette. He took out a lighter and lit it. There was a gap between the two.
A generation of men stared at each other in the corridor.
In the end, it was my uncle who spoke first. He showed a wry smile and smoked a cigarette as he talked about the past: "Back then, your father went to Peking to go to school. When I went to see him, I also came into contact with some things about your side. Later, he went to the United States.
I stay in the country, you know, I know too much and I can’t leave anymore.”
Lu Gucheng's life was in the shadow of his brother Lu Lincheng. As an adopted son without dragon blood, even if his elders did not deliberately allow him to enter the inner world, growing up in the Lu family meant that he could not ignore the mixed race.
Impact.
After Lu Lincheng left China and never returned, Lu Gucheng received an invitation from the relevant department. This Chinese mixed-race department was not entirely composed of mixed-race people, but more of ordinary people serving as logistics.
Lu Gucheng knew that he could not be as good as his brother, but after all he could not resist the temptation of another world. He also wanted to get closer to his parents and understand better what they were fighting for.
So after graduating from university, Lu Gucheng returned to Minzhou, joined the logistics department, and began his boring career as a social worker.
The company Lu Gucheng works in is a garment factory. On the surface, it produces various military uniforms and school uniforms, but in fact it produces protective clothing used by specialists and cooperates with the alchemy department.
When he joined, Lu Gucheng wanted to make a career, but ordinary people were ultimately powerless in front of hybrids. Lu Gucheng thought more than once, if his brother was with him and the brothers worked together, would it be possible?
will get better
The days passed like this, and Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini returned to China. Lu Gucheng was overjoyed at the time, but Lu Lincheng refused to join the relevant departments. Lu Gucheng tried to persuade his brother, but in the end it was to no avail.
And return.
So just like that, the once passionate young man turned into a social animal living in a dawdle, the brother he admired when he was young disappeared, and the career left behind by his parents turned into the frivolous words of a young man and disappeared in the wind.
"I have no prospects in this life, and I can be considered a person with the surname Lu. I haven't done anything spectacular in these years," Lu Gucheng sighed: "You, like your father, will go to heaven in the future. Mingze, I
I just hope he doesn't follow my old path. The mixed-race thing is quite dangerous, but I can't run away."
Lu Mingfei put out the cigarette butt with a wry smile, and said to his relatives who had become so strange beside him: "Uncle, I never knew about these things, but you can actually withdraw."
Lu Gucheng smiled bitterly and nodded. As a descendant of the Lu family, based on the hard work of previous generations, no one would say anything even if Lu Gucheng withdrew from the relevant departments.
Throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand and stubbing it out at his feet, Lu Gucheng patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder: "When your father came back, he lived in the old house assigned to you by your grandfather. If I were not in the system, what would you do?
It’s a comfortable stay.”
Lu Mingfei knew that his uncle was right about what kind of urine his father was. He knew it from the way Ander gritted his teeth every time he talked about him. In order to keep his family stable, his uncle undoubtedly used himself as a guarantor.
He preserved the time he spent with his parents when he was a teenager.
The two generations looked at each other in silence, and his uncle patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder again: "Don't worry, I'm looking for a non-confidential department at Mingze. After I finish the internship, I put myself under a little hypnosis, and I still don't know anything when I come out.
Just get along with him normally."
"I have to go back to work. Work hard and don't embarrass our old Lu family. If you need money, just tell me." Uncle warned, and before Lu Mingfei could react, he hunched into the elevator.
Behind his uncle, Lu Mingfei had a complicated expression. He never knew that his uncle had another side. He stood back and forth in the corridor for several times. After finally calming down, Lu Mingfei also got on the elevator and went down to the archives room on the ground floor.
A bald man with glasses raised his head from behind the newspaper and looked at Lu Mingfei's face with cloudy eyes: "Xiaolu is here, sit down quickly, the things you want to enter are right there."