Zhang Hongcheng and Chu Miaohong are settling accounts.

"A shirt costs one yuan, plus a silk scarf costs fifty cents, a belt costs seventy cents, and thirty-two crystal buttons cost eight cents. The labor cost is fifty cents each."

Chu Miaohong's abacus is working very smoothly.

"That's two dollars and eighty-one cents!"

She looked at her boyfriend curiously: "How much did you sell it to Luo Qin just now?"

Zhang Hongcheng made two gestures to her.

"Only three or five dollars a piece?"

Chu Miaohong was a little worried.

"Aren't you afraid of people outside gossiping about it? A shirt in a department store costs over thirty-seven or thirty-eight yuan, and that doesn't even include the cloth coupons..."

Seeing a hint of pride on Zhang Hongcheng's face, Chu Miaohong's mind suddenly lit up.

"You're selling it for thirty-five?!"

"Yes! Thirty-five dollars a piece, no bargaining."

Zhang Hongcheng is full of confidence.

"The original price of this batch of goods is twenty dollars. I'm selling it almost at the original price now, so it should be fine."

There was a colorful shirt on the clothes rack next to the two of them.

This piece of clothing has completely lost the mess it was in when it was dyed and discarded.

All the buttons on the shirt were replaced with small crystal buttons, which looked exaggerated and dazzling.

In particular, a more fancy silk scarf is sewn on both sides of the neckline, and there is a colorful wide ribbon on each side of the hem.

It instantly elevates the quality of the entire garment.

Even Chu Miaohong, who had lived in North America for several years, had to admit that her boyfriend's clothing design skills were truly top-notch after seeing this suit.

Zhang Hongcheng accepted his girlfriend's praise with peace of mind.

In private, he wrote a letter to praise his adopted son.

In another time and space, after getting the clothing pattern from Zhang Hongcheng, Fatty held a design competition among several fashion design colleges in Shanghai.

The first prize is 15,000!

The students all participated enthusiastically...

"But," Chu Miaohong tilted her head and looked at him, "the biggest problem you face now is that you are not eligible to participate in the Autumn Canton Fair..."

Zhang Hongcheng smiled and licked the corner of his mouth, showing a sense of confidence.

"Don't worry, Minister Li told me to behave myself recently, so I will behave myself and not cause any trouble. I will not take the initiative to ask to go south to Huacheng to attend any meetings."

That is Chu Miaohong. She has become accustomed to and tolerated Zhang Hongcheng's shamelessness. If any other girl came to date Zhang Hongcheng in this time and space, she would probably have been embarrassed and run away by his shamelessness.

"Are you ashamed? You're selling people wooden poles collected from garbage for four dollars each, and you're still talking about supreme friendship. Um~~, you're not allowed to kiss me, I'm dodging, um~~~, giggle giggle giggle giggle, disgusting~~."

For the next few days, Zhang Hongcheng remained silent.

Even when Minister Li called to check on him, he remained obedient and acted as if he just wanted to live a carefree life from then on.

Minister Li is such a busy man with so many things to do every day, how could he have the extra time to call and check on this guy's position?

The old man was actually under too much pressure recently and wanted to find someone to scold and vent his anger.

It's not easy to be a punching bag for those people in the Corps Headquarters, because if he scolds one of them, the whole department will become nervous.

Only Zhang Hongcheng is thick-skinned and believes that those who are capable should work harder...

Zhang Hongcheng found it quite interesting to hear Minister Li scolding him on the phone for a reason that was not a reason.

It's not that he is born a mean person, but everyone who has been in the system knows: when the leader praises you, it doesn't prove that you are on the same side, but if the leader likes to scold you for no reason, then everyone knows that you are the leader's absolute confidant.

In fact, Secretary Zhao had already called Minister Li privately to give him a heads-up about the recent stress he was under.

Recently, two things have not been going well in Minister Li's department.

This has caused Old Man Li to be very angry recently.

And both things are more or less related to him, Zhang Hongcheng.

The Fourth Division originally put forward a suggestion based on the results of Zhang Hongcheng's wetland development, and vigorously developed several wetlands on Zhenbao Island.

To this end, the Corps sent a number of outstanding young cadres and strong educated youth companies into the wetlands.

Among them were several candidates for the position of "Red Flag Company Commander" who had competed with Zhang Hongcheng.

Two years later, all failed!

Mosquitoes and mosquito-borne diseases alone wiped out more than 80% of the companies.

Not to mention that since Zhang Hongcheng brought the red flag team up the mountain, the rainfall in Northeast China has been very generous in the past two years.

Not to mention farming in the wetlands, even going out requires taking a boat.

Not only did the initial investment go to waste, but hundreds of injured and sick people were left behind.

The aftermath work was all left to Minister Li.

When everyone tries to do the same thing, but you are the only one who succeeds, it is natural that people will talk bad about you behind your back.

Minister Li was immediately furious and demanded to investigate who was speaking of "feudal superstition".

If there hadn't been so many people pleading for them privately, Minister Li wouldn't have let those guys off so easily.

What a waste!

You wasted countless resources, ended up with a camp full of wounded soldiers, and you still have the nerve to complain about others?

The second thing that Minister Li has been worried about recently is also somewhat causally related to Zhang Hongcheng.

From Secretary Zhao, Zhang Hongcheng learned a person's name.

Stone harvest.

At the beginning, I gave up the qualification to study in Beijing. After much research, the superiors found that among all the young cadres in the Corps, the only one who could follow closely behind me was Comrade Shi Fengshou.

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