Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Sha Zhu was busy in the canteen of the steel mill, his spatula flying and the aroma filling the air. While cooking, he was chatting with the newcomer Liu Lan. This guy was the kind of guy who had the intention but not the courage to steal. He was far inferior to his father.

Someone called Sha Zhu at the cafeteria door. He turned around and saw Lou Bancheng's driver Lao Liu walking in hurriedly.

"Shazhu, the boss wants to see you." Old Liu said breathlessly.

Sha Zhu was stunned. He grinned and said, "Fuck you, Lao Liu, please stop messing around. It's been so many years since liberation. I've already turned the tables and become the boss. How can there be a boss?"

Old Liu stamped his feet anxiously: "Silly Zhu, you'll be killed by this stinky mouth sooner or later. Hurry up, Boss Lou wants to see you."

"Boss Lou?" Sha Zhu was somewhat familiar with Lou Bancheng. His father, He Daqing, had been a chef for the Lou family. He had also been to the Lou family.

"Boss Lou is looking for me? To entertain guests? To let me be the chef?"

"Hey, don't waste time, just follow me." Old Liu got anxious and hit him with a stick.

Sha Zhu smiled, put down the spatula, wiped his hands, and followed Lao Liu out of the cafeteria.

Along the way, Lao Liu remained silent and didn't say anything even when Sha Zhu teased him.

The two walked through the factory and came to Boss Lou's office. When they entered the office, Lou Micheng was sitting behind his desk, looking at Sha Zhu with a serious expression.

Sha Zhu was holding his sleeves, and he smelled of cooking oil and chopped green onions. Lou Bancheng looked at his anxious face, and his heart was in turmoil.

After all, Lou Xiao'e was his only precious daughter, yet she had to marry a cook who had no looks, no money, and reeked of cooking fumes all the time? The reason was that he was a third-generation poor peasant. This was truly ironic. The poorer you are, the more right you are. What kind of world is this?

"Zhu Zi, please sit down." Lou Bancheng took a deep breath and pointed to the chair opposite.

Sha Zhu sat down, feeling uneasy. He didn't dare to talk nonsense with Lou Bancheng. The concept of hierarchy was already ingrained in him. He had a deep sense of awe towards Lou Bancheng.

Lou Bancheng placed his hands on the desk and said slowly, "Zhu Zi, I have something I want to discuss with you."

Sha Zhu grinned and said, "Boss Lou, if you have anything to say, just tell me. If I, He Yuzhu, say no, you will give me a slap in the face."

Lou Bancheng breathed a sigh of relief. This was a pleasant thing to hear. Now when he looked at Sha Zhu again, he didn't seem so annoying anymore.

"I want to marry my daughter Lou Xiao'e to you. What do you think?" Lou Bancheng said bluntly.

When Sha Zhu heard this, he was stunned. He had never expected that Boss Lou would actually marry his daughter to him. Wasn't this a pie in the sky that had fallen into his mouth?

"Boss Lou, this... this is too sudden. I... you are not kidding me, right?" Sha Zhu was a little incoherent. At this moment, his brain was a little down and he couldn't think normally.

Lou Bancheng smiled slightly and said, "Zhu Zi, I have watched you grow up since you were a child. I know you are a reliable person. I am relieved that Xiao'e will marry you."

You didn't even know where to put your hands, "Silly Zhu!" You said you'd watched me grow up? We've only seen each other five times in total. Which eye of yours saw me? Are you blind to see that I'm reliable?

"Zhuzi, I have been observing you. After your father passed away, it was not easy for you to take care of your sister alone. This shows that you are a down-to-earth and reliable person. I have discussed it with Xiao'e and her mother, and we are very satisfied with you. Now it depends on what you think. Otherwise, I will send someone to Baozhou Prefecture to call your father back?"

When Sha Zhu heard this, he waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't worry, I make my own decisions. If you give me face, I will definitely cover it. Don't worry, if you marry your daughter to me, I will definitely spoil her and never let her suffer any grievances. If I do something wrong, you can slap me in the face and I will not say a word."

Lou Bancheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, then it's settled. Come to No. 37 Maoer Hutong on Sunday to discuss the specific details of the wedding."

Sha Zhu walked out of Lou Bancheng's office, taking one step deep and one step shallow, as if he was walking on clouds. He didn't expect that his life would have such a major turning point. He would actually marry Lou Bancheng's daughter?

He returned to the cafeteria with a silly smile on his face. When his colleagues saw his behavior, they surrounded him and asked him questions.

"Shazhu, what does Boss Lou want to talk to you about?" someone asked curiously.

Sha Zhu chuckled and said, "Good news, very good news. Lou Bancheng wants to marry his daughter to me..."

"Get the hell out of here, you're just talking bullshit!"

"Is Boss Lou blind? He wants you to be his son-in-law? Is his family in need of a free cook?"

Sha Zhu was furious: "You are the one who is blind. How can marrying your daughter to me be considered bullshit? You are a bunch of blind people. Just keep your eyes open. In the near future, I will marry Lou Bancheng's daughter. Let's see what you say then..."

"Silly Zhu, wake up! You're dreaming in broad daylight..."

Sha Zhu was so angry that he was jumping up and down. It turned out that no one believed what he said. These bastards...

. . . . . .

Lou Bancheng returned to his courtyard and just as he got out of the car, the housekeeper rushed over as if he had seen a savior.

"Master, there are comrades from the Public Security Bureau waiting for you!"

Lou Bancheng's heart skipped a beat. He hated dealing with officials, especially when the police came to visit. It was bound to be bad news.

He nodded, handed the briefcase to the housekeeper, walked into the yard, and saw two police officers standing there, Wang Guohua and Dabao.

Lou Bancheng quickly put on a smile and held out his hands from a dozen steps away: "Hello, comrades. I'm Lou Weixin. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Wang Guohua extended his hand and shook it symbolically: "Hello, Mr. Lou, I'm Wang Guohua from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and this is Qin Dabao, the director of the Gulou Street Police Station."

Lou Bancheng was stunned when he heard this. He was a businessman and had some experience with some of the government's most powerful departments. Wang Guohua? Wasn't he the executive deputy director of the Municipal Bureau?

His face brightened with enthusiasm: "Oh, it's Director Wang. I've heard a lot about you. Please take a seat!"

Wang Guohua nodded. He looked down upon these capitalists the most.

Wang Guohua and Dabao sat down at the tea table in the yard. Lou Bancheng turned around and called to the housekeeper:

"Hurry up and make some tea. Use the freshly harvested Mingqian Longjing tea this year!"

The housekeeper agreed and hurried to make tea.

Lou Bancheng also sat down. He looked at Dabao carefully and muttered to himself: This is clearly just a teenager, and he's actually the police station chief? This world is really getting more and more confusing.

However, he was extremely cunning, and his face remained expressionless despite his inner thoughts: "Two leaders, are you here because of the bombing of Fu Qinghua?"

Wang Guohua nodded. "We just came from the hospital. Fu Qinghua is still being treated and his condition isn't good. Even if he were to be rescued, he wouldn't be able to tell us what happened right away. The situation is serious, so we want to talk to you and your driver about the explosion."

Lou Bancheng felt sick when he thought of that horrific scene. He really didn't want to recall it, but these two people were not people he could refuse.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, then I'll tell you two everything I know, and I hope it will be helpful to you."

Wang Guohua smiled slightly: "Just tell me, we will analyze the specific things in detail. As long as you tell me all the details you know, that's enough."

Lou Bancheng nodded and said, "The day before yesterday, I made an appointment with Fu Qinghua, Xu Yanwu, and Li Weinian to go to the district government to discuss donating all our properties to the country.

Yesterday I spoke with the district head on the phone and arranged to go to the district government office at nine this morning. As a result, Xu Yanwu and Li Weinian authorized me to be fully responsible for donating the property to the country.

Only Fu Qinghua and I made an appointment to go to the district government together. Because his transportation company had some special circumstances, he had to communicate with the district leaders in person.

Today we met at the street corner and went to the district government together. The district leaders talked with us for more than an hour and basically decided that we would hand over all the industries to the state.

We left the office and got in our cars. Fu Qinghua's car was in front, and mine was behind. As soon as we left the district government gate, there was a loud bang, and Qinghua's car was blown up into the air. My car's windows were all shattered, and my driver, Lao Liu, was injured on the face. That's what happened."

Wang Guohua nodded, and Dabao asked, "Boss Lou, when you were leaving and entering the office building, did you meet anyone in the yard?"

Lou Bancheng thought for a moment. "When we first arrived at the district government, Zhu Wenmao greeted us in the courtyard. When we came out, we saw a little girl, about sixteen or seventeen, holding a book, standing at the entrance of the building, seemingly waiting for someone. I didn't pay much attention to anything else."