Lin Chuxia certainly knew what kind of person Station Chief Yang was: serious, stiff, and diligent in his work, epitomizing the most respectable individuals of that era.
A red heart toward the sun, burning his own energy, making contributions to the revolutionary cause.
It's just that the times were changing, and the gradual decline of the produce station allowed all his ambitions to eventually go down the drain.
In her previous life, she and Li Guangyuan were vegetable vendors, and she had learned a lot about the conditions of the produce station, naturally grasping a clear picture of Station Chief Yang's deeds.
Lin Chuxia always believed that opportunities were there for those who were prepared, and moreover, connections were the ladder to success. For someone of humble origins like herself, she needed to exchange thick skin for connections.
