Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s Chapter 184

Chapter 184 Jiang Dabao

An Zhixia shook her head, it must be that he looks like some future star, right?

She pulled her brother's sleeves, laughed and gave him a few words to coax him, then changed her clothes, put on light makeup and rode to work with him.

 Dongfeng Shili Supply and Marketing Cooperative was closed for four days. When it reopened, great changes were seen.

　Doors, window edges, counters, shelves, and cash registers have all been polished, painted, and waxed. The glass on windows and counters has also been replaced with new ones, and the walls and dados have also been repainted.

In addition to the original three shelves against the wall, there are two more shelves standing back to each other in the center of the hall, surrounded by six counters. This will be the responsibility of apprentices An Zhixia and Mao Xiaohuan.

 The products placed on the shelves and counters are of complete types and styles, and are neatly arranged and very pleasing to the eye. The sales assistants all wear uniform blue uniforms with smiles on their faces. When customers come in, they greet them warmly and help them recommend products.

Most of the customers poked their heads at the door to see if there were any other activities at Dongfeng Shili Supply and Marketing Cooperative. As soon as they were greeted, they were embarrassed to pull their heads back, so they could only step in and take a look. At this glance, the money in their pockets was gone. However, they did not feel any heartache after spending money. Instead, they felt happy and comfortable from head to toe.

 If the money is well spent, then spend it! Otherwise, what is the point of making money? Infested with worms?

 At the end of a busy day, their turnover was ten times that of usual. Although there was still a gap between them and large supply and marketing cooperatives, they were very satisfied. Just like Xia Hua, the development of their supply and marketing cooperative has to cross the river by feeling the stones, exploring and developing bit by bit.

An Zhixia bought some daily necessities after get off work, using the lowest internal discount.

An Zhiqiu took a look and asked doubtfully: "Xia Xia, don't we have two kettles at home? Why did you buy another one? Aren't four enamel basins not enough?"

Since her brother didn't have to take the train to Jinzhou to pick up his sister-in-law, An Zhixia wanted to give him a surprise, so she pursed her lips and smiled and whispered: "Don't our neighbors know that I work as a salesperson here? Let me help them buy some with the clerk's discount. This is a way to promote harmony among neighbors, so I agreed.”

 An Zhiqiu nodded and stopped paying attention.

 After returning home, An Zhixia took advantage of her brother to cook and put everything into the living room.

 After dinner, An Zhixia lay on the table and began to chew on the penholder and think about it.

"Write a letter to the president, Brother Yuan and others?" An Zhiqiu borrowed a high school mathematics textbook from somewhere, glanced at the girl, and asked tentatively.

“No,” An Zhixia gritted his teeth and said, “Whenever one industry becomes dominant, the development of that industry will enter a slow period or even stagnate. Only when a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend can a new king be found!”

 “Speak in human language,” An Zhiqiu has been hanging out with the girl for a long time, and has also enriched his vocabulary.

“I just want to help the Yongyi Performing Troupe create a few strong enemies and create some confusion. I believe that with competition, certain cancers will not be able to grow and grow.”

An Zhiqiu was choked by her own saliva and coughed for a long time, "Sister, sister, that is a performance group with tens of thousands of people. It is quite famous and has its name with the leaders. Let's be realistic, didn't you even try to persuade me yesterday? ?"

 “Brother, life lies in trying.”

"You have double standards! I support you in whatever you do, but you have to remember to act within your ability," An Zhiqiu muttered, but still concentrated on reading.

An Zhixia nodded in response, holding her chin and narrowing her eyes slightly.

Since the Yongyi Performing Troupe dares to raise cancer in an open and honest manner, what can't Leader Shu and his team do for the sake of power and money?

 It is easy to disturb the water in the pond, but the hard part is how to remove one's own suspicions? After all, she is not alone and has to worry about the safety of her brother and sister-in-law.

She knocked her head violently, it was necessary to create strong enemies for the Yongyi Performing Troupe, but she could still continue to provide performances for the Yongyi Performing Troupe. Anyway, there was more than one leader named Shu.

 It is only when there is chaos both inside and outside that it is lively.

However, her eyes were a little sad. She couldn't bear the girls of the art troupe to fall into the swamp one after another. She also hated that Captain Shu wanted to attack her sister-in-law in order to gain more benefits from herself. But no matter in which era, there must be darkness under the light. As the book says, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

 An Zhixia cannot give them direct help, but she can reorganize the circle and establish a new order in the fierce competition.

 No one can really help them but themselves.

 With a rough plan in mind, she continued to create the program.

In the compound in Zhaoyang District, Kyoto, a motorcycle came speeding towards the compound. It stopped and swerved beautifully at the entrance of the compound. The man, wearing a black helmet, said hello to the doorman, continued to accelerator and rushed in.

The churning sound of the motorcycle made everyone in the compound twitch their ears, and they all secretly thought that the master of the Jiang family was back.

The car stopped in front of a two-story building in the center of the compound. The man took off his helmet and threw it back. The helmet hung firmly on the rearview mirror.

"You little bastard, you come back so late every time, and you make such a big fuss! Are you afraid that others won't know you're back?" An old lady with half a century of hair opened the door and waved her cane at him angrily. Gao Ke couldn't bear to fall hard, so he just poked him.

The man dodged for a few times in cooperation, put his arm around the old lady's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Hey, you can't blame me. Motorcycles are produced for people to ride, but who told the designer not to design a muffler? You can't For this reason, will you kick your precious grandson out of the house?”

"Bah," Mrs. Jiang pretended to spat at him, and couldn't help but smile on her face: "You are in your twenties, are you ashamed to have a precious grandson! I don't care about you, I just want to take care of you. Where is Sun!"

“Ah, you're really not that surprised? Then I can go,” the man said and turned around to leave. The old lady was so anxious that she stamped her feet and tapped her cane.

“Okay, please stop teasing your tits. You'll feel uncomfortable if you don't act like this every day, right?” The old man sitting in the living room reading the newspaper said helplessly without looking at them.

Grandpa and grandson just entered the house, and the nanny Aunt Zhang hurriedly brought tea.

Jiang Shiming did not sit down and talk to the two old men as before, but instead went upstairs to the master bedroom.

The old lady followed closely with a cane. Seeing her grandson tumbling around, she asked curiously: "Baby, what are you looking for in our house?"

“Ah, grandma, why do you walk like a mouse and don't make a sound?” Jiang Shiming was startled and quickly stuffed the found photo behind him.

“Something's wrong, your ears are usually very pointed,” the old lady said, leaning on a cane and jumping on her legs. She was very curious about what was hidden behind him.

There is one more update to post during the day. I will get up early tomorrow morning and start typing~

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