Punch in and get off work as usual, ah! No, there is no clock in now. Master Huang, the clock in, has succumbed to his official authority.
Before three o'clock in the afternoon, Master He finished his "hard" work for the day and left the factory "tired" on his bicycle.
He came to the nearby supply and marketing cooperative, and he planned to celebrate today.
Although you can buy it in the system, He Yuzhu intends to use this radio as a betrothal gift, so the procedures are neat and complete to avoid any trouble later.
Three turns and one ring - a symbol of wealth in this year, the standard for a woman to choose a mate, and also a betrothal gift.
He Yuzhu is now a man who has everything he needs.
I patted the salesperson who was still sleeping. This is not an era where the customer is God.
"buy what?"
"Ding! Negative emotion value +1."
The salesperson who was disturbed from her sleep was a little angry.
He Yuzhu is also used to this way of buying things.
"Comrade, let me ask if we have any radios for sale here?"
The salesperson looked at He Yuzhu and then at the relatively new bicycle outside.
"Brother, are you getting married?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
"It's nothing. I'm envious. When I got married, my family didn't even buy a bicycle, let alone a radio."
He Yuzhu smiled and said nothing.
It’s not that I’m laughing at young men who are chewing up their old age, but the reality is that young men who have just started working have no tickets even if they have saved money.
Except for people like He Yuzhu who are in positions where they can talk to leaders, getting votes for other positions requires hard work of qualifications or particularly outstanding skills.
The salesperson took a radio from the shelf: "Brother, what do you think of this? It's a new arrival, a Red Star brand."
He Yuzhu looked at it and saw that it was red. The color was very bright and festive. It was very suitable for betrothal gifts.
"Okay, just this one, how much does it cost?"
"Not expensive, 150."
He Yuzhu's expression was stiff. He thought money was valuable now, but he didn't expect that a radio cost 150. This money was enough to feed a family of four for two years.
This month's salary is 40 yuan, and He Yuzhu hasn't spent much yet. He still has more than 30 yuan left, but this is far from enough.
Although money can be adjusted in the system, there is a problem with the money purchased. It is not a fake, but a problem with the numbering. It is possible to get money with the same number.
When the time comes to disrupt the market, He Yuzhu cannot bear the responsibility, so even if he doesn't buy today, he won't change money from the system.
Just as he was in a hurry, Lou Xiao'e walked in.
Wearing a blue dress with small flowers, she held a small bag in her hand.
Seeing He Yuzhu looking at the radio, she joked:
"Zhuzi, you are really willing to spend money to get a wife."
He Yuzhu looked at Lou Xiao'e, who seemed ten years younger after leaving Xu Damao, and said with surprise:
"Isn't this Ezi! What a coincidence that you came here."
Lou Xiao'e didn't understand what He Yuzhu meant by saying this, so she asked:
"What do you mean? I'm just here to buy a can of malted milk. What's a coincidence?"
Nowadays, a can of malted milk is not cheap, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford.
He Yuzhu smiled and said: "Hey! It's true that she is a young lady from a wealthy family. She is rich."
"Ding! Negative emotion value +1."
A young lady from a rich family is not a good word nowadays, so it is appropriate to use it to curse people.
"Okay, Zhuzi, don't bury me here. Tell me, what's the matter?"
He Yuzhu said a little embarrassedly: "Look, I don't have enough money to buy this radio."
Lou Xiao'e didn't take it seriously and asked directly: "How much money is left?"
He Yuzhu: "Not much, just a hundred and two short."
Lou Xiao'e: "What? One hundred and two? Zhu Zhu, how much does this radio cost?"
He Yuzhu: "One hundred and fifty."
"Ding! Negative emotion value +2."
Lou Xiao'e: "Zhuzi, you're here to rob me, you're here to rob me. How dare you come here to buy a radio with thirty yuan."
He Yuzhu smiled sheepishly.
Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes at him, but still took out a stack of big black dozen from her bag.
Counting them one by one, He Yuzhu also counted for her, and the money just reached one hundred and two.
"Zhuzi, you must have calculated it correctly. If you calculate it correctly, I will bring you one hundred and two. When you open your mouth, no more, no less."
He put the money in He Yuzhu's hand with a look of resentment.
"Don't worry, don't you still believe in my reputation as He Yuzhu? When have I ever borrowed money from others? Don't worry, I will pay you back after I have paid my salary."
Lou Xiao'e said disdainfully: "With your salary, you won't be able to pay it back in half a year."
"Hey! Do you know what it means to be treated with admiration after three days of separation? I, He Yuzhu, am now the deputy director of the cafeteria. I pay you sixty yuan a month. You can pay me back in two months."
"Deputy Director, how can I congratulate you? When did you, He Yuzhu, know that you were treated with admiration after leaving for three days?
It’s not easy. You’re a deputy director and you know how to read.”
I handed the money and tickets to the salesperson. After counting, the salesperson packed the radio and gave it to He Yuzhu.
He Yuzhu asked the salesperson: "How much does your malted milk powder cost per can?"
"Two dollars and two."
Then he said to Lou Xiao'e: "What are you looking at? Where are the tickets?"
"What do you mean? A can of malted milk is worth one hundred and twenty dollars."
"I, He Yuzhu, am that kind of person, this is interest!"
"That's pretty much it." He took out two tickets from his pocket and handed one to He Yuzhu.
He Yuzhu took it and took the other one.
Lou Xiao'e: "Two cans of interest are enough. Besides, I can't use two cans."
He Yuzhu: "Who said I bought it for you? I bought it for my wife."
"Ding! Negative emotion value +2."
Lou Xiao'e: "I'm not even married yet, so I'm not afraid of being arrested if I shout so close."
He Yuzhu: "It's only a few days away. Besides, I'm not calling you. Why are you so worried?"
"Ding! Negative emotion value +3."
He threw the money and tickets on the counter and said to the salesperson: "Take two cans."
After the salesperson had packed the things, the two of them walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative.
He Yuzhu was in trouble, how to put this thing? If there was only one radio, he could still carry it with one hand and ride with the other.
But now that there are things in both hands, it’s not easy to use the storage space to perform magic tricks on them in public.
"Ezi, do you want to go back to the compound?"
Lou Xiao'e glanced at He Yuzhu and said lightly: "If you don't go, I will never go back to that place again."
He Yuzhu was surprised and asked: "You and Xu Damao are divorced?"
"Not yet, but it will be soon. It's a matter of time."
"It's okay, if you follow Xu Damao, you won't end up with anything good. You'll have to leave Good Morning Life early."
Lou Xiao'e glared at him fiercely: "You are not a good person either."
After saying that, he hugged the can of malted milk and left quickly.