The next morning, Jiang Li studied translation materials at home. She had excellent English grades and passed the professional level 8 exam.

However, since I did not work in translation after graduation, my business skills have become somewhat rusty.

Jiang Li never imagined that although she did not find a job as a translator in today's society, she would come in handy in the 1970s.

She used to think that learning English was useless because too many people knew it, which made it difficult to find a job after graduation.

But by the 1970s, because most people were not good at English, it became a scarce resource.

The reference books prepared by Shen Changan were very comprehensive, and Jiang Li read them with great interest as he returned to his old job.

Doing translation work is just a necessary thing under the current circumstances.

Her main focus now is to take good care of the children, educate her younger brother, and find her younger sister. Everything else is secondary.

Because all these things require people, she has to be at home all the time and has no way to go out to do business.

The current environment is not very good, and you are likely to be caught if you go to the black market to do business.

Instead of being scared every day, it is better to stay at home and make money.

Pan Aijuan scraped together 100 yuan over the past few days.

She knew that the money was far from enough, but Zhang Guocai was a man who was easy to talk to. As long as she said a few soft words, Zhang Guocai would let her go.

With this thought in mind, Pan Aijuan came to Jiang Li's house nervously with 100 yuan.

She was standing at the gate of the yard and saw Zhang Guocai working seriously with his head down.

After not seeing him for a few days, his mental state has improved a lot. It turned out that he was tortured by her before.

No wonder Jiang Li couldn't bear to watch it and couldn't help but attack her.

Pan Aijuan hadn't realized anything before, but now when she saw Zhang Guocai, she suddenly understood Jiang Li's good intentions.

"Ahem."

Pan Aijuan stood at the door and looked for a long time, not knowing how to start. Then she pretended to cough twice.

When Zhang Guocai heard the noise, he quickly looked up and saw Pan Aijuan, whom he had not seen for a few days, standing at the door looking at him.

Zhang Guocai's mouth corners slightly raised, and then his face turned cold.

He had thought a lot over the past few days. Working as hard as before not only failed to create better handicrafts, but was also exploiting himself.

After repeating the same few things over and over for more than a week, his technique became more skilled, but his skills did not improve at all.

If this continues, his creativity will be eroded, and he will use inertial thinking, and his creations will be similar every time.

If his niece hadn't analyzed it carefully for him, Zhang Guocai still wouldn't understand it until now.

"Pan Aijuan? What are you doing here? Are you planning to pay back the money?"

Zhang Guocai lowered her eyelids and continued knitting, not even bothering to look at him.

"Yes, I'm here to pay you back."

Pan Aijuan picked up a handful of banknotes and waved them in front of Zhang Guocai.

Zhang Guocai responded coldly, but still did not get up to open the door.

"Zhang Guocai, I've come to pay you back, why don't you open the door for me?"

"Just throw the money on the ground. I'll get it myself when I'm free."

Zhang Guocai's attitude was very cold, and Pan Aijuan immediately felt uncomfortable.

Zhang Guocai used to obey her every word, but after just a few days he showed this attitude. Wasn't Jiang Li's brainwashing of him too successful?

This aroused Pan Aijuan's competitive spirit, and she decided to continue to seduce Zhang Guocai to see if he had really thought it through and was still trying to pretend.

"Ouch, I sprained my ankle. It hurts so much. Guocai, come and help me."

Pan Aijuan frowned slightly and said in a painful tone.

Zhang Guocai raised his eyebrows and pretended not to see it. Pan Aijuan still held the money tightly in her hand, with no intention of returning it.

Zhang Guocai looked at her shouting in a pretentious manner, turned away in annoyance and didn't want to pay any attention to her.

"Pan Aijuan, if you're here to repay the money, please leave after you put it down. If you continue to take advantage of me, I'm sorry, but I, Zhang Guocai, am not that easy to fool."

"I've fallen into the same trap once, and I won't do it again. I've seen all these little tricks of yours before. I was fooled once, so don't try to fool me this time."

Once Zhang Guocai, who was in love, came to his senses, Pan Aijuan couldn't seduce him no matter how hard she tried.

Zhang Guocai suddenly transformed into the straight iron tree he was when he first met him.

I had no experience before and was easily deceived, but now that I have accumulated experience, I am not so easily fooled.

"Zhang Guocai, what are you talking about? I just sprained my ankle and wanted you to help me. What bad intentions could I have?"

"We've been close for a while, after all. You can't turn your back on me so quickly. It'll make me think you're just playing with my feelings and never taking me seriously."

Pan Aijuan looked at him with a wronged expression, her big eyes filled with tears, and she looked like she was about to cry. Most men would be moved by her.

"Your ankle was sprained by me, so why should I help you?"

Zhang Guocai remained cold-blooded and ruthless, and Pan Aijuan was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Zhang Guocai was even more difficult to deal with than when they first met, and he had no sympathy for her at all. This was what gave her the most headache.

"You're the one who sprained my ankle. If I hadn't come to you, would I have sprained my ankle? And you still say you're not responsible. How can a man like you be so irresponsible?"

Pan Aijuan actually squeezed out a few tears in desperation. In the past, Zhang Guocai would feel extremely heartbroken whenever he saw her acting coquettishly or shedding a few tears, and would do whatever she said.

Unexpectedly, after such a short time, Zhang Guocai didn't even want to pay attention to her. Pan Aiju felt a great disappointment.

"I don't want to bother with you. During this time, I made you 150 pairs of bamboo shoes and 50 bamboo bags. Even if I charge you one yuan each, you should give me 200 yuan, right?"

Zhang Guocai started to calculate the bill, and Pan Aijuan was immediately shocked when she heard the price.

She had finally managed to scrape together 100 yuan, but Zhang Guocai asked for 200 yuan right away. Wasn't that asking for her life?

She is short of money now, and even if she sells herself, she can't raise enough money.

"You want to charge 200 yuan for those shabby shoes and bags? Are you that ruthless?"

"I'm telling you, I sell these things for just one yuan at the market. After all my hard work, I only make 100 yuan at most. After deducting my labor costs, 50 yuan is already a lot."

When it comes to money, Pan Aijuan stopped pretending and immediately counted the money on her fingers.

Zhang Guocai is not so easily fooled. Since Pan Aijuan wants to settle accounts with him, he will settle them for her thoroughly.

"I usually sell these things to others for two yuan each, never for one yuan. You said I could sell them for a good price, and I told you the original price at the time."

"You wanted to sell it at a low price, so shouldn't you return the lost money to me? Why should I pay for your self-willed actions?"