Inside the Shigejie Supply and Marketing Cooperative.
Zhang Manzhi was so shocked that his eyes almost fell off when he saw Wang Manyin actually taking out a one-dollar bill.
She has known Wang Manyin for four or five years, but she has never seen Wang Manyin take out a dollar from his body.
On weekdays, Wang Manyin's money usually does not exceed 20 cents, and most of it is just a few cents.
Every time Zhang Manzhi had to repost.
Zhang Manzhi looked at Wang Manyin with incredible eyes.
"This money is..."
"How is it? I, Wang Manyin, have finally become prosperous." Wang Manyin sat down on the chair, picked up the enamel jar, and saw that the tea in it was almost at the bottom.
With a bang, he threw it on the table and pointed at the enamel jar: "Pour tea!"
That tone of voice, that demeanor, was very controlled, and quite a bit bossy.
Instead of being angry, Zhang Manzhi greeted him with a smile. After coming out of the counter, he picked up the iron tea bottle and started pouring tea for Wang Manyin.
Wang Manyin stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Manzhi, with a trace of disdain on his lips: "I am a person with status now, how can I only drink this kind of boiled water?"
"Ah...yes..." Zhang Manzhi was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he put down the tea bottle, took out some leftover tea leaves from the counter, pinched a handful and put it into the enamel jar.
Then he picked up the tea bottle, poured an enamel tea, and handed it to Wang Manyin.
Wang Manyin did not take the enamel jar, but pointed at it, asking Zhang Manzhi to put the enamel jar on the table, and then took out a cigarette from his pocket.
His left leg was crossed on his right leg, and he said with a rather stern expression: "Click on it?"
"Okay!" Zhang Manzhi, like a servant before liberation, took a box of matches from the shelf, struck them and lit them for him.
She straightened up and put the matches on the shelf again, deliberately placing them in a conspicuous place, preparing to sell the used matches to an unlucky guy later.
Wang Manyin smoked a cigarette and drank tea. His attitude towards Zhang Manzhi was condescending and seemed a bit inappropriate.
In fact, this is Wang Manyin's strategy.
He is best at grasping women's thoughts, and he knows very well that for a woman like Zhang Manzhi who despises poverty and loves wealth, if you behave in a lowly manner, she will not treat you as a human being at all.
On the other hand, if you don't treat her as a human being, she will be devoted to you.
It has to be said that Wang Manyin has a firm grip on the mind of a woman like Zhang Manzhi.
The more he treats Zhang Manzhi with a bad attitude, the more Zhang Manzhi feels that Wang Manyin is now prosperous and treats Wang Manyin with special consideration.
Shige Festival is a small town, and the supply and marketing cooperative is not large in scale. On weekdays, it mainly sells some gadgets such as needles, threads, and brains.
Several ladies who were about to buy matches walked seven or eight miles with baskets in their arms and arrived at the door of the Shigejie Supply and Marketing Cooperative. They saw that the door of the supply and marketing cooperative was closed.
They were so angry that they stood at the door and cursed, but they had no choice but to sell the food they brought, hoping that when they came back, the crooked salesperson would be able to go to work.
At this time, in the supply and marketing cooperative, Wang Manyin was already dressed, lying on the bed, smoking comfortably.
Zhang Manzhi leaned beside him and asked in a low voice: "Wang Manyin, who are you relying on now? How come you got rich all of a sudden."
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Wang Manyin turned his head and blew a puff of smoke into her face, and said with a smile: "Have you heard of Tian Futang in Shuangshui Village?"
Hearing this, Zhang Manzhi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Tian Futang? That is the top leader of Shuangshui Village, and his brother Tian Fujun is also the leader of the county! Oh my, Wang Manyin, rely on Tian Futang, you are really going to be prosperous this time
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In the middle of Zhang Manzhi's words, he suddenly remembered something and stretched out his hand to grab Wang Manyin's arm: "Wang Manyin, I have been working in this shabby supply and marketing cooperative for five or six years. Can you ask Tian Futang to help me think of a way to transfer me to the county seat?
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Shigejie is just a town, the supply and marketing cooperative here is not a formal unit at all, and Zhang Manzhi is not a formal employee of the supply and marketing cooperative.
If they are transferred to the county supply and marketing cooperative, the staffing problem will definitely be solved.
Zhang Manzhi worked on this matter for two or three years and had many connections, but the county supply and marketing cooperative was a mess. She was originally a temporary recruit, and there was no way to transfer her.
"Transfer you to the county town?" Wang Manyin looked at Zhang Manzhi in disbelief.
This woman is the kind of brainless person who really thinks Tian Futang is the King of Heaven.
Even if he, Wang Manyin, had great reputation and could persuade Tian Futang to find Tian Fujun, the formal establishment would have to be removed from the top, and even Tian Fujun couldn't do anything about it.
Zhang Manzhi was a little unhappy when he heard Wang's satisfied tone, thinking that he didn't want to take care of this matter.
He quickly said: "Wang Manyin, don't worry, even if you are in the county supply and marketing cooperative, I will still be with you. I will be free whenever you want to sleep with me!"
Wang Manyin almost vomited out. This woman looked like a fat pig. It was because he was anxious right now that he took advantage of her. Do you really think he was a fairy?
but....
Wang Manyin suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw that Zhang Manzhi believed in him so much and was so eager to be transferred to the county town.
He thought of a good idea.
Wang Manyin pretended to be embarrassed and sighed: "Zhang Manzhi, it's not like you don't know that although Tian Futang is the top leader in Shuangshui Village, he can't make the decision on this kind of matter. Tian Fujun from the county town has to come forward. But I
He only has a good relationship with Tian Futang and has not spoken a few words to Tian Fujun.
If I want to help you with this matter, you must have a relationship with Tian Fujun..."
The first half of this sentence is like a basin of cold water pouring down on Zhang Manzhi's head, giving Zhang Manzhi a chill in his heart.
But after hearing the second half of the sentence, hope arose in Zhang Manzhi's heart. She looked at Wang Manyin and said, "Wang Manyin, do you mean that to do this well, you have to spend money?"
"Not only does it cost money, but it also costs a lot of money!" Wang Manyin smoked a cigarette and said loudly: "If you want to build relationships and ask people to do things, you have to give gifts, right?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Tian Fujun is a leader in the county, and ordinary gifts are not valued at all."
When Wang Manyin said this, he did not continue, but paused and suddenly waved his hand.
"Zhang Manzhi, I think it's better to forget about it. You only have so much money in hand and you have to keep it to live on. Let's find a way later, or wait until I have a relationship with Tian Fujun and then help you."
"Tian Fujun is a leader in the county and he doesn't even go back to Shuangshui Village for half a year. How can you possibly get involved with others?"
Zhang Manzhi was still dubious at first, fearing that Wang Manyin was planning to defraud her of her money.
Now I heard that Wang Manyin was not going to help her, and he was still thinking about her.
Zhang Manzhi suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart.
Wang Manyin thinks about her so sincerely, and she still doubts his character. It is really inappropriate.
Moreover.
Zhang Manzhi is not short of money.
When her husband died unexpectedly, her superiors gave her a pension, and she saved all the money.
In addition, the salespersons in supply and marketing cooperatives are very poor.
As we all know, commodities will suffer losses, especially loose melon seeds, loose soy sauce, loose wine, etc. These losses have already been calculated when they are shipped to the supply and marketing cooperative, and are often much greater than the actual losses.
The extra part belongs to the salesperson.
In addition, some salesmen with bad conduct will mix water into bulk wine and rice wine, pass them off as inferior, and sell them to the common people at high prices.
Through various means, the salesperson can earn a lot of money every month.
Zhang Manzhi got out of bed, took out a large stack of unity from the iron box under the bed, and handed it to Wang Manyin.
"Wang Manyin, look at it, are there enough to help me get some connections?"
Wang Manyin took it and counted it, it was a hundred yuan, and he was a little surprised in his heart, this woman can really make money.
There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but he said with a straight face: "Zhang Manzhi, one hundred yuan is a big amount for you, but for people in the city, it is nothing, but who made us have a good relationship!
I will help you with this matter!"
"Oh, Wang Manyin, you are so kind to me!" Zhang Manzhi stood up and took Wang Manyin's arm and said, "Then, I will serve you again."
Wang Manyin was startled and waved his hand quickly: "Zhang Manzhi, I still have to help you with something. Let's talk about it next time. Let's talk about it next time."
Just kidding, he was hungry just now because he was too hungry, but now he has stopped being hungry, how can he bear it!
Zhang Manzhi felt a little disappointed, helped Wang Manyin put on his coat, pouted and said: "Then you have done something, but you must remember to come to me."
That coquettish look would be just right if it appeared on a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
Appearing on Zhang Manzhi... The image of Zhu Bajie and his second aunt appeared in Wang Manyin's mind. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart, stood up and ran away.
At this time, the aunts who were waiting to buy matches saw the door of the supply and marketing cooperative open and were about to go in when they bumped into Wang Manyin.
"Hey, isn't the salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative a lesbian? Why did a man run out from inside?"
"Ahem, cough, cough, do you even need to ask? I'm definitely not doing anything good."
"It's really shameless for the two of them to hide in the house and cause trouble in broad daylight."
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Wang Manyin straightened his clothes calmly, spat at the ladies, and left with his hands behind his back.
At this time, Zhang Manzhi also walked out of the back room and heard the discussions of the ladies.
Her face suddenly dropped, and she pointed at the ladies and said, "Who asked you to come in?"
The ladies quickly explained: "Comrade, we are all here to buy things. We just saw the door open, so we came in."
"If the door is open, you can come in? Is your door open and I can come in? I really have no culture at all and I don't understand anything."
Zhang Manzhi squirted wildly at several ladies.
"You guys are half-buried in the soil. Why are you so ignorant? You deserve to spend your whole life digging for food in the soil."
An old lady wearing a soap blue cotton-padded jacket was unwilling: "Comrade, this is not your home, this is a supply and marketing cooperative. A supply and marketing cooperative is a place where things are sold. The door is open, why can't we come in?!"
"I said you can't come in, so you can't come in. If you keep messing around with me, I'll kick you out right now." Seeing that someone dared to talk back to her, Zhang Manzhi walked out from behind the counter angrily.
The lady in the soap blue cotton-padded jacket still wanted to have a few words with Zhang Manzhi.
The ladies next to her stopped her: "Old Wang's salesperson is the uncle now. If you really piss her off, what should we do if she doesn't sell us anything?"
"Even if we leave here, we can't buy it."
"Just calm down your anger."
The lady in the soap blue cotton-padded jacket took a deep breath and held back her voice.
"Humph, now you know how powerful it is!" Zhang Manzhi exhaled through his nostrils, looked at them triumphantly, turned around and returned to the counter.
She patted the counter twice: "Okay, I'm a kind-hearted person, so I won't care about you. What do you want to buy?"
Life is difficult these days, especially for these elderly lesbians, who spend every penny in half and buy only daily necessities.
Like salt, kerosene, needle and thread, etc.
Zhang Manzhi was also a skilled salesperson. In a short time, he dismissed several old ladies.
Soon it was the turn of the soap blue cotton-padded jacket.
Zhang Manzhi puffed up his chest and said in a condescending manner: "What do you want?"
"Matches, I want to buy a box of matches." Aunt Zaolan replied loudly.
"Two cents for a match and a match ticket. Have you brought it?"
"Bring it, bring it."
In this era, supply and marketing cooperatives paid first and then sold the goods. Zhang Manzhi took 2 cents and a match ticket from Zao Lan’s hand, threw it into the box under the counter, and then picked up the box of matches and handed them over.
I was given a blue cotton-padded jacket.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay, you have bought something and leave quickly. This is not a place for you to chat."
After the soap blue cotton-padded jacket got the match box, he looked at the box carefully and frowned.
The box was covered with filth, and there were many scratches on the phosphorus sheets on both sides of the matchbox, so it was obviously used.
"Comrade, this match of yours must be old. Can you change it for me?" the soap blue cotton-padded jacket asked with a smile.
Zhang Manzhi frowned and stared at her: "Change? Change for what? We sell things in the supply and marketing cooperative, but we have never changed them!"
"But, this is an old one for you." The soap blue cotton-padded jacket explained.
Zhang Manzhi said coldly: "It's just that the box is old, but it doesn't affect your use. Why are you so fussy about it? Besides, the government now advocates thrift and using old things, which shows that you have a high level of ideological consciousness."
"The box is old. There are obviously not enough matches in it." Zaolan Cotton Jacket was about to cry. In order to buy this box of matches, she sold eggs that she had saved for half a month, but there were obviously not enough matches in the box.
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"Oh, this is interesting." Zhang Manzhi clasped his arms and looked at the soap blue cotton-padded jacket with a cold face: "This is distributed by the superiors. If you say it is not enough, it is not enough. If you dare to say nonsense again, believe it or not, I will cure you
You are guilty of slander."
Zaolan Cotton Jacket never expected that Zhang Manzhi would beat him up, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it.
Several ladies nearby tried to persuade her.
"Old Wang's family, forget it, forget it, we are ordinary people and we can't fight against them."
"Let's just suffer the loss of being dumb this time."
"Yeah, it's just a few matches!"
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Seeing this situation, Zhang Manzhi became even more proud.
As a salesperson, she feels very honored.
At this moment, a cold voice came from outside: "The supply and marketing cooperative sells used goods, ha, it's interesting."
