"Brother, why don't Anzi and I just give up? We can't help much!" Zhao Yuzhi said quickly when she saw Zhang Junping looking at her.

“I gave the restaurant to our parents!

Naturally, all three of us, brother and sister, have a share of our parents’ things.

You should stop being modest about this.

As long as you are filial to your parents, I really don't care about this little thing." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Okay, this matter is settled, none of you should be humble anymore." Father Zhang ended the topic.

"Pingzi, Yanzi said last time that you might have to leave the Materials Bureau?" Mother Zhang was concerned about another issue.

"Well, after getting married, my father-in-law definitely doesn't want me to stay in the Materials Bureau.

Although the Materials Bureau is good, it also brings in a lot of money.

But a business trip takes at least half a year a year." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Then Yanzi's father, has he agreed on where you should go?"

"Because I am good at calligraphy and painting. So, I am going to be the manager of BJ Painting Store. However, it seems that it has not been decided yet." Zhang Junping replied with a smile.

"BJ Painting Shop is a nice place and the work is easy, so you can spend more time with Yan Zi.

You are married, hurry up and have a child, while I am still young and can take care of your child." Mother Zhang said with a smile.

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Yuzhi again and said, "Yuzhi, don't blame mom for being partial. She babysits your eldest brother's child but not yours."

We talk wherever we go.

In the past, we worked on a pig farm, and you know how tiring the work was.

That's why mom lets you take care of the kids at home.

Now that the situation is better, if you and Anzi want another child, mom will take care of the child for you."

"Mom, I'm not a person who doesn't know how to take good care of others. I know that if you don't let me take care of my children, you feel sorry for me and don't want me to go to the breeding farm and suffer. You treat me better than Hong." Zhao Yuzhi pulled me.

Mother Zhang said softly with her hand.

Zhang Junping accompanied his parents after dinner, then returned to the city and came to the warehouse outside Guang'an Gate.

There are thousands of tons of rice, tens of thousands of tons of wheat, and hundreds of tons of beef in my own space.

Double-Headed Eagle Throughout the Far East, hundreds of thousands of people's daily necessities are mainly transported through the port of Bird City.

The Double-Headed Eagle has always been a major importer of grain and light industrial products.

Food in the Far East is mainly dependent on imports.

Therefore, the amount of goods accumulated at the Niaoshi port is absolutely astronomical.

There are many kinds of daily necessities in the space, but many of them are inconvenient to take out.

In other words, it is not convenient to take it out at the moment.

However, there is still no problem in breaking it into parts and taking out some of it.

Zhang Junping directly packed more than 100 bags of rice in sacks and placed them in the warehouse.

There is no way to take out the wheat.

He also took out more than 200 pieces of frozen hairtail.

Hairtail will die when it comes out of the water, so offshore fishing boats freeze the hairtail directly after catching it.

Therefore, among the fish Zhang Junping got from the fishing port wharf, the hairtail fish were all frozen into lumps.

It's easy to take out.

After thinking about it, Zhang Junping took out several hundred pieces of cotton cloth from the space.

These cotton cloths are all made in China.

Some people may question that if China and the Double-Headed Eagle are at odds with each other, then there is still trade.

It was not until the 1980s that trade between the two countries began.

In fact, this statement is completely wrong.

Even in 1968 and 1969, when the hostility was at its worst, the two countries still had trade relations.

After entering the 1970s, China and the Double-Headed Eagle agreed to conduct transactions in Swiss francs, and the annual transaction volume began to expand rapidly.

Therefore, it is normal that there are cotton fabrics made in China at the port of Bird City.

Not only cotton cloth, but also a large number of woolen textile products.

That one, Zhang Junping didn't take it out.

After putting the things out, Zhang Junping left the warehouse and came to the Light Industry Bureau.

Due to work reasons, Zhang Junping has not come to pick up Qiu Wenyan from get off work for a long time.

Driving a Gas Jeep and parked in front of the Light Industry Bureau, he was definitely the most handsome guy.

Many people who knew Zhang Junping came over to greet him.

Everyone knows that Zhang Junping is very generous. As long as he comes over and talks to him, he can smoke a cigarette at the end of the day.

Zhang Junping was also happy to have someone to chat with him, talking about the world and China for five thousand years.

The BJ guys just know how to talk. There are secrets in Haizi over the past five thousand years of China. There is no big event at home or abroad that they cannot talk about. There is nothing they don’t know.

After a while, Qiu Wenyan rode her bicycle out of the gate of the Light Industry Bureau and saw Zhang Junping who stood out from the crowd.

He turned the handlebar and came to the jeep, "Why are you driving here today?"

"I went home today. When I came back, I looked at the time. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to pick you up in time, so I didn't go back to the station to return the car." Zhang Junping smiled and hung Qiu Wenyan's bicycle on the back of the jeep, and then pulled away diligently.

car door.

Qiu Wenyan happily sat in the passenger seat.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhang Junping grabbed Qiu Wenyan's hand and asked after getting in the car.

"Whatever, you can eat whatever you want!"

"Oh, this is really troublesome!" Zhang Junping exclaimed.

"What's wrong? What's the trouble?" Qiu Wenyan asked nervously.

"Well, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, our country has not allowed casual sales.

Don't you think this is troublesome?" Zhang Junping winked and smiled at Qiu Wenyan.

"Virtue!" Qiu Wenyan then realized that Zhang Junping was making fun of herself, and punched Zhang Junping angrily.

This punch left Zhang Junping numb all over.

"Then let's go to Mrs. Yang's place to eat fried noodles!" Qiu Wenyan thought for a while and said.

"Okay, you have the final say!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

It has been a while since he went to Mrs. Yang's noodle shop to eat noodles.

"Old Mrs. Yang, Mrs. Yang! Two bowls of noodles, more braised pork, and two more eggs." Zhang Junping shouted as usual as soon as he entered the door.

However, this time Mrs. Yang did not come out to scold him.

"Who are you! What are you yelling about?" A young woman came out and scolded Zhang Junping.

Zhang Junping frowned and ignored her.

At this time, another woman in her thirties came out, saw Zhang Junping and said with a smile: "Here is Section Chief Zhang? Please wait a moment, your face will be healed soon!"

He knew this woman, she was arranged by the street to handle the accounts at the noodle shop.

"Where is Mrs. Yang?" Zhang Junping frowned and asked.

"Well, Mrs. Yang has retired, and I will be in charge of this noodle shop from now on." The woman said with a smile.

"Retire?" Zhang Junping's face turned a little ugly.

He asked in a cold voice: "Where is Mrs. Yang now?"

Zhang Junping's momentum could overwhelm an old Jianghu like Weng Xingqing. He didn't dare to move and had to submit obediently.

What's more, a woman who has never seen the world.

"That, that..." The woman hesitated and couldn't speak.

"Say!" Zhang Junping shouted coldly.

Qiu Wenyan didn't know why Zhang Junping was angry, so she could only stand beside Zhang Junping and hold his hand tightly.

"The street felt that it was not good for Mrs. Yang to stay in the noodle shop all the time, so they arranged a house for her and she moved there." The woman quickly told what she knew.

"Where is the arranged house?" Zhang Junping continued to ask.

"In the…"

"Take me there!" Zhang Junping said coldly.
To be continued...