In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

Wang Jianguo looked at Zhao Shuzhuo's anxious expression, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He picked up a cornmeal bun, handed it to Zhao Shuzhuo, and promised:

"Okay, okay, I won't ask Zhao Xiande for help, okay? I'll listen to you. Can we eat now?"

Wang Jianguo's tone was full of tenderness and patience. He hoped that Zhao Shuzhuo could put down the burden in his heart and eat well.

Zhao Shuzhuo was so shocked that he even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

He widened his eyes, looked at Wang Jianguo in great surprise, and said in a voice full of disbelief:

"What did you say? You really agreed?"

Wang Jianguo repeated without hesitation:

"I promised, I promised. We'll figure it out ourselves."

Zhao Shuzhuo pricked up his ears and listened attentively. This time he could hear it clearly. In an instant, joy surged into his heart like a tide, and he said excitedly:

"Great!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Shuzhuo seemed to suddenly think of something, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he looked at Wang Jianguo again and said doubtfully:

"Didn't you disagree yesterday no matter what? How come you suddenly came to your senses after a good night's sleep? You actually agreed not to look for Zhao Xiande again."

Wang Jianguo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and said to Zhao Shuzhuo:

"I have Jieyuhua."

When Zhao Shuzhuo heard this, he became even more confused.

"A flower that can speak? What flower that can speak?"

He asked eagerly. However, Wang Jianguo just smiled and did not answer. He patted Zhao Shuzhuo's shoulder gently and said in a gentle tone:

"Hurry up and eat. After that I have to go to the commune."

Zhao Shuzhuo was full of curiosity, but he couldn't get an answer, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

While wondering what the "Jieyuhua" that Wang Jianguo mentioned was, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

Zhao Shuzhuo sat at the table, constantly picking up food with his chopsticks, his mouth full, but he still couldn't suppress his curiosity.

While chewing his food, he asked vaguely:

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry to go to the commune after dinner? What are you going to do? Is there something urgent?"

Wang Jianguo frowned slightly after hearing this, and rolled his eyes at Zhao Shuzhuo unhappily. Then he put down his bowl and chopsticks and replied slowly:

"Think about it carefully. You refused to let me ask Zhao Xiande for help before. So what should we do about the problem we are facing now?"

"I have to quickly find a way to find the glass factory's resources and Secretary Dong's contact information."

"I was thinking of asking Director Song to see if he has any clues."

After hearing what Wang Jianguo said, Zhao Shuzhuo was stunned for a moment, then stopped eating and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly realized:

"Oh, yes, yes, how could I have forgotten about this. Then I will go with you."

Wang Jianguo nodded slightly and said:

"Okay, let's eat quickly and don't waste time."

The two stopped talking and concentrated on eating. Only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding could be heard in the air.

They all knew that this trip to the commune to look for clues was crucial and was related to whether they could successfully solve the current problem.

After a while, the two finished their meal. They stood up, straightened their clothes, and walked side by side towards the commune.

Along the way, they were all feeling a little uneasy, not knowing whether they could get the clues they wanted from Director Song.

When they arrived at the commune, the two of them looked for Director Song.

Just when they were full of anxiety, they happened to see Song Guohua wearing a neat Zhongshan suit and walking steadily to work in the commune.

Song Guohua's hair was combed meticulously, with a faint smile on his face, and he looked energetic.

The two hurried forward and greeted Song Guohua enthusiastically. When Song Guohua saw them, he also smiled warmly and responded to their greetings.

Song Guohua took them to his office without hesitation.

The office is furnished with simple desks, chairs and filing cabinets, and exudes a faint smell of paper and ink.

After the three of them walked into the office, Song Guohua enthusiastically asked them to sit down, and then he sat down at the desk himself.

Song Guohua sat down slowly, leaning forward slightly, looking at Zhao Shuzhuo and Wang Jianguo in front of him with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked:

"Why did you two come to see me today?"

When Zhao Shuzhuo heard Song Guohua's question, he immediately turned his gaze to Wang Jianguo, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

He turned slightly and said softly:

"Comrade Jianguo, you should talk to Director Song."

Wang Jianguo nodded solemnly, sorted out his thoughts, then turned to Song Guohua and said sincerely:

"Director Song, it's like this. During this period of time, all the staff of our supply and marketing cooperative have been working hard to organize and build the supply and marketing cooperative."

"Through everyone's joint efforts, the supply and marketing cooperative has now been completely transformed. Every corner has been cleaned spotlessly."

"We also carefully designed and made those shelves. We spent a lot of time and energy on them."

"From material selection to production, we don't dare to be careless in every link. Now, the shelves are finally ready."

“They are neatly arranged there, which makes people happy. However, we are still missing one key thing, that is, the glass counter.”

"We asked around but couldn't find the right resources. We had no other options, so we came to you."

"I just want to ask you, do you have any resources from the glass factory?"

After listening to Wang Jianguo's words, Song Guohua frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. His fingers tapped the table lightly, making a rhythmic "tap tap" sound.

The office suddenly became quiet, as if even the air had frozen.

After a long while, Song Guohua seemed to suddenly think of something. He reached out and picked up a pen, and carefully wrote down an address on a piece of white paper.

Then, he carefully handed the paper to Wang Jianguo and said slowly:

"When we built the commune, the glass we used was provided by this factory."

"However, it was strictly approved by the city leaders at the time, and the whole process was very complicated."

"If you go now, you will most likely need an industrial ticket. But I'm not sure about the details."

"After all, so much time has passed, the situation may have changed. Just go and give it a try. I hope you can find a solution to the problem."