Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 157 Brain is not Clear

Chapter 157: Chapter 157 Brain is not Clear

Once in the city, Luo Qiao first went to the medicine factory’s guardroom to get help locating someone; in such a large factory, she had no idea where Gao Baozhu was working.

The old man in the guardroom was kind-hearted, and after inquiring with several workers coming and going, they found out that Gao Baozhu was in Workshop Six. Then he found someone from the neighboring Workshop Five to relay a message to Gao Baozhu that someone was looking for him at the gate of Workshop Six.

Out of gratitude, Luo Qiao reached into her pocket for a handful of red dates to give as a thank-you gift; the old man kept saying she was too polite.

Gao Baozhu came out in a hurry and saw Luo Qiao standing at the gate: "Luo Qiao, what brings you here?"

Luo Qiao saw that Gao Baozhu appeared to be in good spirits and asked, "Big Brother Gao, are you getting used to working at the factory?"

Gao Baozhu answered with a simple smile, "Pretty good. Working here is less tiring than farming back home. Luo Qiao, thank you."

Luo Qiao handed over the package prepared by Auntie Gao to Gao Baozhu: "Big Brother Gao, this is something Auntie Gao asked me to bring you."

Upon hearing that his mother had sent something over, Gao Baozhu’s face lit up with a smile.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Gao Baozhu, Luo Qiao left the medicine factory, not forgetting to greet the old man at the guardroom on her way out.

Luo Qiao went directly to the City Housing Management Bureau to find Lu Yichen’s comrade named Ding Xiangdong. After stating her purpose, Ding Xiangdong stared at Luo Qiao curiously for quite some time, with a somewhat strange expression on his face.

It turned out that before Luo Qiao arrived, Lu Yichen had already called ahead, instructing him to find a safe, quiet area with good public order for the house, and not to mention that he had called.

Ding Xiangdong said, "You’re Luo Qiao, right? Which area are you considering buying in?"

Luo Qiao replied, "Around City No. 1 Middle School."

Ding Xiangdong said, "Have a seat and wait for a bit, I’ll check to see if there are any suitable houses available."

After nodding her thanks, Luo Qiao took a seat on a stool in the office.

Not long after Ding Xiangdong left his office, a girl came in. Seeing Luo Qiao sitting there, her initially smiling face instantly changed: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Luo Qiao replied, "I’m here for Comrade Ding Xiangdong’s assistance."

Having said that, Luo Qiao chose not to say anything further, but the girl asked, "What are you looking for him for?"

Instead of answering, Luo Qiao questioned back, "Are you also a staff member of this office?"

The girl was taken aback and said, "Why should I tell you?"

Hearing this, Luo Qiao didn’t bother with her anymore, thinking to herself that here was another nutcase, sticking her nose in everywhere.

The girl, seeing Luo Qiao not speaking, demanded, "Why aren’t you answering me?"

Luo Qiao thought to herself that she must’ve picked the wrong day to come out, as she seemed to have encountered people who were a few sandwiches short of a picnic today.

Luo Qiao said, "If you’re not a staff member here, do I need to answer your questions?"

The girl warned, "I’m telling you, keep your distance from Ding Xiangdong, or don’t blame me for not being polite."

Luo Qiao frowned and said, "I’m just here to ask for Comrade Ding Xiangdong’s help through someone’s introduction. May I ask on what grounds you’re warning me?"

The girl asked, "Who introduced you to him?"

Luo Qiao felt that this girl was pretty annoying, not knowing when to stop.

She thought it would be better to go down to the lobby on the first floor and ask the staff there rather than wasting her time with this girl here.

So she stood up and headed towards the door. The girl, thinking Luo Qiao must be guilty of something, grabbed her arm: "You haven’t clarified things yet, you can’t leave."

Now Luo Qiao became angry and shook off the girl’s hand, retorting, "Do you have something wrong with your brain?"