Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 151

Chapter 151 Don't take inventory?

"Of course it's the person who arranged for you to come here," Director Huang said without concealing anything: "Don't you know him?"

 “My friend asked someone to help me do it,” An Zhixia said honestly, shaking her head obediently.

"Lao Yuan has praised you time and again in three or five letters this year, but I can't help but envy you. Coincidentally, I went to a meeting in Shizhong District that day, and I heard someone mention your name, so I asked you a few questions. It turns out it's the one above Someone wanted to arrange jobs for you two brothers and sisters, but you were all laid off at the end of the year, and there were very few vacant positions, so I shamelessly used my apprenticeship to win you over.

By the way, I'm sorry to say that your brother works as a cook in the state-owned restaurant next door.

 You don't blame your uncle for blocking your future, do you? "Director Huang scratched his head embarrassedly, and another slender hair fell from his already shiny head.

An Zhixia smiled and said, "It would be great if we, brother and sister, can return to the city and find jobs. We have to thank Director Huang for his help."

"Although you are a junior apprentice, you will be able to become a full-time employee in one year. I can assure you of this with all my heart. Don't feel pressured. Just do whatever you can do. How can so many people really do this? Put all the burden on your shoulders?

 However, this matter can also be regarded as an opportunity for you. Director Huang said sincerely.

 She smiled and nodded, without saying much.

After talking about the conversation again, Director Huang looked at the information in her hand, signed two slips, one was about household registration transfer, and the other was a request for filing files, and then waved his hand and said, "I'll count you today." It's officially time to go to work. Before the Chinese New Year, you can leave your household registration and files first, and come back tomorrow to familiarize yourself with the work.”

An Zhixia thanked her with a smile, took the materials and pushed the cart out. Unexpectedly, An Zhiqiu had already picked up the things and was waiting.

“Brother, why are you so fast?” An Zhixia asked curiously after telling him that Director Huang was the assistant of Elder Yuan Club.

"This state-owned hotel is not big. There are only six people including the chef, waiter, cashier, cook and me, the cook's apprentice. I went to the state-owned hotel two streets away from the main road to sign the note. Here, my brother took me I gave him a bag of sweets. The chef was very talkative and asked me to do some work today and come back to work tomorrow.”

The two of them drove to the East District Bureau to register. Because they bought a house and brought the real estate certificate, they directly registered their household registration under their respective houses and received grain, oil and non-staple food books. They then went to the archives department of the largest supply and marketing cooperative in Shizhong District and a state-owned hotel, submitted the information and received work permits.

Having arrived in the central area, they naturally couldn't waste any time. They went to a restaurant to eat and drink before heading towards the department store.

The full name of the supply and marketing cooperative is the supply and marketing cooperative. It was originally a self-service organization for rural members. The model of independent operation and self-financing soon blossomed in urban and rural areas. It was equivalent to the small shops of later generations. The things were complete, but they could not compare with the four major shopping malls in Kyoto. Compared to a department store.

There was a popular saying at the time: "Don't go anywhere if you can't buy it in a department store."

Just as the employees of Dongfeng Shili Supply and Marketing Cooperative where she works look up to their colleagues at the Shizhong District Supply and Marketing Cooperative Headquarters, the employees at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative Headquarters also look up to the salespersons in the four major shopping malls.

The brother and sister have the same opinion on the decoration of their new home, which is to move closer to the most comfortable and beautiful one. Sewing machines, tape recorders, pots and pans, kettles, rocking chairs, soaps, cloths, food, etc., there were so many things that the enthusiastic salesperson couldn't stand, so he said a few words to the director and let the young man carrying the goods ride. He helped An's brother and sister take their things home on an extended tricycle.

The An family brothers and sisters thanked him gratefully, but An Zhixia couldn't help but stuff White Rabbit toffee into his arms.

When they got home, the two of them were so tired that they slumped down on the rattan armchair they just bought. They simply ate some twists and made a cup of milk powder. They rolled up their sleeves and started to tidy up the house. An Zhiqiu was responsible for scrubbing things and putting them away one by one, while An Zhixia stepped on the sewing machine and packed curtains, bed tents, wall coverings, tablecloths, cushions, coasters, scarves, etc. Made.

 The home immediately became different, warm, elegant, and comfortable. More importantly, it gave them a sense of care and belonging.

 After washing, they were so excited that they couldn't sleep. An Zhiqiu took out the letter paper and leaned on the writing table to write a letter to his newlywed wife, while An Zhixia held a needle and thread aside and made knickknacks with rags.

She leaned over and said, "Brother, don't forget to send a letter to Brother Hong, the president and Brother Yuan to say you are safe."

“Write it yourself,” An Zhiqiu said without raising his head. “There is no sincerity in hiring someone to write for you.”

An Zhixia pursed her lips and continued to work on the things in her hands. Various fragments of cloth were spliced ​​together by her dexterous hands, turning into cute and cute zodiac animals the size of thumbs.

"Brother, here's your key hanger," An Zhixia handed over a pony. The pony's tail and hair on its head were tied with fine cotton threads. Although it was made of cloth and cotton, the horse's beautiful figure and feet The leisurely appearance is vividly presented.

An Zhiqiu squeezed the pony, his lips trembled and could not speak for a long time. In the girl's worried eyes, he sighed and rubbed her hair, and said with a chuckle: "If mother is still here, she will definitely be cruel I praise you and say that you are better than others."

An Zhixia smiled obediently, did not answer, and lay on the table biting the cap of her pen while frowning and writing a letter. She put her head around to refer to her brother's format and content. Can an unmarried girl read what he wrote to his wife?

Without any reference, she simply explained dryly that she and her brother had successfully settled in, and attached the address of their new home, which was no more than 200 words in total. She copied two copies of the letter without missing a word, put it in an envelope, and asked her brother to mail it together. When we went out, of course there were some Kyoto specialties we just bought.

It was already the 29th day of the lunar calendar when they officially started work, and people had already started buying New Year goods. However, the Dongfeng Shili Supply and Marketing Cooperative was still deserted. Occasionally, a few customers came in to buy some matches, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, or a pack of brown sugar. No different from usual.

In particular, the supply and marketing cooperative is not a small one, with six doors. It requires eight counter salespersons, plus a cashier, two warehouse managers, two buyers, an uncle who burns the boiler and looks after the door. She and others An apprentice who has been working for half a year, and the director, there are seventeen employees in total!

 There were not many customers, and everyone was doing their own thing. The **** men read magazines and newspapers, while the lesbians knitted wool and collected insoles, and chatted about their family affairs in the east and west. They were quite busy, and an afternoon could pass by quickly.

“Sister, don't we need to take inventory at the end of the year?” After An Zhixia and her baby-faced apprentice Mao Xiaohuan finished cleaning, they just sat drinking tea and ran to the toilet three or four times because they had no preparations. As she was about to get off work, she couldn't help but ask.

“Hey, little girl, do you know what inventory is?”

 (End of this chapter)

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