Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Meeting his lifesaver, He Hongjun was very happy, with a radiant smile constantly on his face. He became much kinder to Meng Shouguo and the staff at the salvage station. Pointing at the things unloaded from the truck, he said, "All these items have been delivered. Just like before, you guys need to arrange for the staff to sort them out and then send them off to the paper mill and the steel plant, don’t let them go to waste. Leave those porcelain decorations be, don’t just break them. Later, they’ll be handed over to the cultural relics department."

"The cultural relics department?" Feng Qingxue asked curiously.

"Yes, first hand them over to the cultural relics department, then they’ll be shipped with the department’s batch of items to the southeast coast, where the local trade department will handle the direct export," He Hongjun explained to her, "It’s recycling! Many of these items are handicrafts which foreigners like. We use them to exchange for foreign currency, which is our way of supporting national construction."

Feng Qingxue nodded slightly, "The cultural relics department you mentioned, is it the Bureau of Cultural Relics?"

"Right, the relics at the Bureau of Cultural Relics are being cataloged. We’ve completed about seventy to eighty percent. Once it’s all done, whatever needs to go to the factories will go, and those that can be exported will be shipped, along with the items collected from various salvage stations," He Hongjun said, "I am responsible for overseeing this part, to prevent anyone from sabotaging the revolution. So I am very clear about it."

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were moved, but they didn’t make a sound.

After seeing off He Hongjun, who came to say goodbye to Feng Qingxue and her husband, Meng Shouguo promptly set several staff members to work.

Their busyness did not interfere with Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue’s sorting through the pile of scrap, but stealing things was a bit of trouble—they had to always be on the lookout for someone approaching or casting a glance their way.