In later generations, Chaoyang Massacre was known as the fifth largest intelligence agency in the world, providing 210,000 pieces of reporting information a year.
It is said that the organization's battle to become gods began with the capture of foreign spies in the 1970s.
Could it be that it has already appeared at this time?
He asked a few questions casually.
The police officer wearing a big-brimmed hat said that this was their idea to the red star to the director, that they should give honorary recognition to the people who actively reported it, so as to mobilize the enthusiasm of the people.
Cao Weidong was speechless.
Director Xiang is such a capable person.
If he knew that his unintentional act might lead to the birth of a terrifying intelligence organization in future generations, he would be proud of it.
After leaving the Public Security Bureau, Cao Weidong saw that it was still early, so he decided to stop by the department store.
I'm going to visit Liang Ladi later. I wonder if I can stay overnight, so I have to bring something with me.
Buy some candies that your children love and visit the department store.
In fact, he can also redeem it at Wanjie Mall, but he always redeems it from Wanjie Mall, but never enters or exits the supply and marketing cooperative or department store. This behavior is too strange.
Especially after knowing that the Chaoyang crowd has begun to take shape and is very likely to be around him, he feels that it is better to be cautious.
Department stores at this time were different from the supply and marketing cooperatives that were popping up everywhere.
Both are state-owned, but have different emphasis.
Supply and marketing cooperatives mainly build and serve rural areas, but there are also some in cities. They are engaged in the purchase and sale of department stores, textiles, agricultural products and the supply of production materials.
Department stores are often landmark buildings in cities, and there is often only one in a city or county.
Department stores have the most complete range of products and are also a symbol of quality.
If you can buy something in a department store, it will be something you can show off for a long time.
Cao Weidong thought for a while and felt that the distance was not far, so he simply stopped taking the bus and walked to the department store in Kyoto.
Look up.
This is a six-story building.
It is about 20 to 30 meters high and about 100 meters wide. It is truly a giant in this era.
Moreover, there are extremely rare private cars parked in front of the building. Under the sunlight, they are shiny and reflect dazzling light.
Cao Weidong followed the crowd and squeezed in.
Every counter was crowded with customers, and guardrails were erected next to some counters, probably to prevent the crowds of customers from overwhelming the counters.
The salesperson sat at the counter with a cold face.
These customers shop a lot and buy little, and they are too lazy to pay attention to them.
Cao Weidong walked around.
On the way, I tore some pieces of fabric and bought another pound of toffee.
Unknowingly, I arrived in front of the bicycle counter.
He stopped and watched.
The main sales here are three brands of bicycles: Feige, Forever, and Phoenix. You can also see the newly launched brands of Long March, Wuyang, and Hongqi.
Cao Weidong flicked the beam with his finger.
The sound is crisp and clear.
The quality is really good.
As for the style....
Cao Weidong shook his head, feeling that it was not refined and beautiful enough.
Of course, this is also due to the limitations of aesthetics in the current era.
I remember that just last year, a certain leader was preparing to visit a foreign country and needed a white suit urgently. However, after searching for a long time, he found that there was not a single white button in Kyoto.
This is also the reason why the whole country is dressed in blue and gray.
I’m used to the monotony.
"Comrade, you want to buy a bicycle, have you brought your ticket?"
The salesperson saw Cao Weidong standing in front of the counter for a long time, nodding and shaking his head, and curiously stepped forward to ask.
Before Cao Weidong could speak, a short-haired young man next to him quit.
"Comrade, I've been here for a long time, why don't you ask me?"
The saleswoman was a pretty girl. She rolled her eyes and said impatiently, "What do you want to buy?"
The short-haired young man looked at Cao Weidong, then at himself, and suddenly understood something.
It turns out that Shuai can really do whatever he wants.
He felt offended and angrily took out a bicycle ticket and said, "I want to buy a bicycle."
The salesperson glanced at the short-haired young man.
"Okay, I recommend this Feige brand 28-inch men's bicycle. It has a large chain cover and a bell. It is original and has high configuration. The bicycle costs 169.2 yuan, and the lock costs 2.4 yuan. The total is 171.6 yuan. If you want it, just pay.
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The short-haired young man immediately withered.
He is just an ordinary employee in a cotton spinning factory. 170 yuan is basically equal to half a year's salary. He really can't afford it.
"Where's this...this brand?"
"Wuyang, car 128, lock 2.1, total 130.1 yuan."
The salesperson skillfully quoted the price.
After asking about several models in succession, the short-haired young man found that none of them were affordable for him, and he lowered his head and prepared to leave this sad place.
"Brother, don't leave in a hurry. Do you want to sell your bicycle tickets?"
Cao Weidong grabbed the short-haired young man and asked.
When the salesperson introduced it, he was listening nearby and suddenly felt that he could buy a bicycle.
The pension left by my father is 500, plus what I have saved from doing shopping in the past few months, the total is more than 800, and I just keep it in my portable space.
But there is no bicycle ticket.
Bicycle tickets are hard to come by at this time.
A unit only has a few bicycle tickets a year, and they are usually given to factory leaders or model workers. Ordinary people can only look forward to it and sigh.
He thought that when the steel rolling mill held its all-hands meeting at the end of the year, he might be able to get one if he selected outstanding employees.
Seeing that the short-haired young man next to him had tickets but no money, he suddenly had an idea.
The short-haired young man was stunned when asked, and subconsciously said: "No, this thing is my father's treasure. If you sell it, he will beat me to death."
Cao Weidong said: "I'll add more money."
"How much can you give?"
The young man with short hair thinks we can talk.
Anyway, the father only has one son, and he is not willing to kill himself.
Cao Weidong has never resold bicycle tickets, and he doesn't know how much money is appropriate.
But he remembered that when he was watching "Golden Wedding" in his previous life, Wen Li exchanged her bicycle ticket with the salesperson for a pair of small leather shoes worth 12 yuan.
So he said tentatively: "12 yuan?"
The short-haired young man hesitated for a moment and quickly waved his hand, "If you don't want to change, don't change."
Cao Weidong knew it well and said: "Then let's buy it for a fixed price of 15 yuan."
The short-haired young man swallowed.
15 yuan can buy 20 pounds of pork.
His heart was moved.
"Okay, but we have to pay the money with one hand and the tickets with the other, and then no one knows anyone else."
"No problem."
Cao Weidong took the short-haired young man to the place where the person was betrayed and completed a shameful transaction.
Returning to the counter, Cao Weidong counted out 180 yuan and handed it to the salesperson. He said arrogantly: "I want that 28 Flying Pigeon. The basket and bells will be matched for me. I want it to be original."
The salesperson’s eyes almost made stars appear.
After all, there are too few gay men with money, looks and votes.
She quickly helped Cao Weidong choose a bicycle with the best condition, and handed over a receipt.
This is used for stamping.
Cao Weidong took the receipt and went to his work unit to write a letter of introduction. Then he could go to the bicycle management department to apply for it, put a stamp on the handlebars, beams, etc., get the bicycle number plate, and start driving on the road.
Cao Weidong pushed his bicycle and asked casually: "Comrade, what's your surname? If I want to sell goods in our department store, should I find someone?"
"My name is Cheng Meimei. If you want to sell goods, you have to find our manager. He happens to be my uncle."
The salesperson tried her best to show a reserved smile.