() "Director Shen, there is something else I want to ask you for help with." Song Qiong said with a smile again.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Song Qiong came closer and said, "That's it, my dad is laid off, and my sister doesn't have a job at home..."

Shen Jianguo couldn't help but frowned, thinking that he just praised you, but he didn't expect to start making demands so soon. However, compared to Song Qiong who took the initiative to contribute his technology instead of "blackmailing", he felt better, and Willing to help.

"The establishment of the company is relatively tight, but when the soap-making business expands, we will definitely need to increase the number of employees. We can consider giving priority to your sister, and your father can also be rehired."

"Old Tang, what do you think?" Shen Jianguo raised his head and glanced at Tang Jiansheng opposite.

Tang Jiansheng nodded quickly: "Of course, Lao Song is a good person, and Xiao Song has also made great contributions to the society, so he should be given priority."

"Thank you, Director Shen, thank you, Director Tang."

Song Qiong waved his hand quickly: "But, that's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" Shen Jianguo was really unhappy now, thinking that Song Qiong wanted the lion to open his mouth.

Song Qiong said: "I am also aware of the situation in the club. There are many supply and marketing boys waiting for arrangements. My father does not want to cause trouble to the club and wants to be self-reliant."

"At the beginning of the year, zhong yang issued a document stating that 'all localities can, based on market needs and with the consent of the relevant business authorities, approve some idle laborers with formal household registration to engage in repairs, services and individual labor as handicraftsmen', advocating to open up employment opportunities. My dad I just want to ask my employer for help to get an approval document like this and start working on my own."

Tang Jiansheng was not very clear about the document Song Qiong was talking about, and sighed: "Hey, Old Song is really noble and upright."

Shen Jianguo thought more: "You mean, Lao Song wants to be an individual worker?"

Song Qiong nodded: "Yes, so I need to apply for a license."

"Then what is your dad going to do?" Shen Jianguo smoked silently. The so-called self-employed workers are not temporary workers or short-term workers, but actually street vendors.

After the great turmoil, especially after last year's central plenum, some stalls began to appear on the streets of Zhongling County, such as those selling breakfast, those selling buttons, elastics and other groceries, and those selling shoes, but they were rare. .

Shen Jianguo's heart felt slightly blocked. After all, Song Wengen was once a regular employee of the supply and marketing cooperative and a provincial model worker. However, at his old age, he was expelled from the company and could only set up a stall on the street. This really made him feel sad.

Setting up a stall was still looked down upon in this era.

Song Qiong said: "I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I'll open a breakfast shop first."

Shen Jianguo took two puffs of cigarette: "I still say what I said, the company will definitely consider your family's situation and can re-employ your father."

Song Qiong shook his head: "Director Shen, my dad is old and in poor health and can't do heavy work. You also know his character and will not take advantage of the public."

"Hey, I know."

Shen Jianguo sighed: "Which department is handling the individual certificate you mentioned?"

Shen Jianguo had never even heard of such a certificate.

Song Qiong smiled helplessly: "Zhong Yang has this document. Someone in Huadu has already received the certificate. It is said that the street can handle it. In Zhongling County, I asked my sister to inquire about it. Several departments passed the blame. No one will help, so I have to trouble Director Shen."

"Okay, I'll handle this for you. You can bring me the materials first." Shen Jianguo waved his hand. This matter corresponds to the business system management. As long as he has this document, he should be able to handle it.

Song Qiong immediately handed over a few pieces of paper: "Then I'll leave it to Director Shen."

At noon, she went home for lunch. Shen Lanying had a working lunch in the factory. Song Zhen cooked her lunch, which consisted of only one stewed egg, one roasted radish, and one vegetable soup.

There was almost no oil in the dish, and Song Qiong's body could hardly stand this "healthy diet" anymore. He thought that he should hurry up on the matter of being self-employed.

However, Song Qiong was not in a hurry to mention this matter. Last time he just revealed a little bit of information, he was criticized by Song Wengen as a speculator. Before starting to take action, Song Wengen must be convinced first.

In the afternoon, Song Qiong did not go to the supply and marketing cooperative or the scrap station. If Tang Sheng wanted to expand the scale of soap making, he would need to find a new site and more large iron pots and stoves. There was no way to start work immediately this afternoon.

He went directly to the Zhongling County Library and stood at the door waiting for Huang Qi.

Song Qiong did not have a library card. If he applied for it now, he would have to wait at least a week to get it. Huang Qi said he could borrow a library card.

After waiting for about five minutes, I saw Huang Qi riding an old-fashioned 28-inch permanent car with a series of ringing bells and speeding towards him.

After not going to work in the afternoon, Huang Qi changed her clothes, wearing a white-soled, blue floral shirt, black straight-leg trousers with wide trousers, and black multi-soled cloth shoes.

There are two thick braids on her head, dangling behind her. Her little face is white and plain, and her two big eyes are shining like noodles in clear soup. In this era of gray eyes, , exuding a sense of fashion.

"When did you arrive?" Huang Qi's voice was crisp and pleasant to the ears.

"I've just been here for a while." Song Qiong smiled. Girls of this era don't like to arrive late and make others wait for a long time.

"Here, take this."

As Huang Qi spoke, he handed over a small notebook covered in red plastic leather. There were three large golden characters in the middle, "Library Card", a five-pointed star below, and the words "Zhongling County Library" below.

Opening the cover, Huang Qi's name was written inside.

"Thank you." Song Qiong said with a smile.

"You don't even have a library card, how come you know so many things and can make soap?" Huang Qi blinked his big eyes and looked at Song Qiong curiously.

"It's not just libraries that have books." Song Qiong explained with a smile: "When I jumped in line, I read some books from other people and met some people who knew more than what was in the books. "

Huang Qi pursed her lips, knowing what kind of people Song Qiong was talking about: "Then what else do you want?"

"There are a lot of them, but I only know a little bit about them, so I have to keep reading."

With that said, the two people walked into the library.

The collection of books in Zhongling County Library seems to be very large, with hundreds of bookshelves filling several rooms, but when it comes to specific categories, it is very limited.

The professional books on chemical engineering, machinery, boilers, electronics, etc. that Song Qiong was looking for were extremely rare, and the content was not specifically focused on the aspects that Song Qiong wanted to know about. He had no choice but to pick out relevant books and grab a few.

Huang Qi originally wanted to help and flipped through a few professional books, but then she felt dizzy and couldn't understand, so she ran to look for books elsewhere.

Song Qiong found Huang Qi in the reading room. Huang Qi was holding a magazine and was reading it with gusto. When he saw Song Qiong, he quickly closed the magazine in a panic and hid it under the table.

"Ah, are you feeling better so soon?" Seeing Song Qiong staring at her, Huang Qi's white face suddenly turned red.

"quick?"

Song Qiong couldn't help but be curious, and suddenly reached out and snatched the magazine from Huang Qi's hand. Huang Qi hurriedly grabbed it, but Song Qiong had already turned around, with his back to Huang Qi, using his body as a cover, and quickly flipped through the magazine.

The magazine is the latest issue of "Popular Cinema". On the cover is a young and beautiful woman wearing a straw hat and a white sweater. She has black hair, bright eyes, and rosy lips. She looks very beautiful and fashionable.

Song Qiong took a second look and recognized that the star on the cover was Chen Chong. She should have just debuted in 1979. "Little Flower" seemed to have been filmed that year, and I don't know if it was released.

The magazine mainly introduces some recently released movies, actors, etc. at home and abroad, as well as some ideological articles, which are unremarkable.

At the end of the page, Song Qiong suddenly realized it.

It turns out that on the back cover of this issue of "Popular Cinema" is a still from an Italian movie called "The Glass Slipper and the Rose". The still shows the prince and princess kissing.

"So you're reading this, why are you embarrassed?" Song Qiong handed the magazine to Huang Qi boredly.

Huang Qi took a sip and turned away from picking up the magazine: "You just read it!"

"I saw it. Such photos were published in magazines for us to see. The photos represent pure love. Aren't you an old feudalist?"
Chapter completed!