Chapter 184 Baby Jiang

An Zhixia shook her head. He must look like some celebrity from later generations, right?

She pulled her brother's sleeve, and comforted him with a few words, laughing and coaxing him into silence. Then she changed her clothes, put on some light makeup, and rode her bike to work with him.

The Dongfeng Shili Supply and Marketing Cooperative was closed for four days, and when it reopened, there were huge changes.

The doors, window frames, counters, shelves, and cash registers were all polished, painted, and waxed, the glass of the windows and counters were replaced with new ones, and the walls and skirtings were also repainted.

In addition to the original three wall shelves, two more sets of shelves facing each other were added in the center of the hall, surrounded by six counters. This will be managed by apprentices An Zhixia and Mao Xiaohuan.

The goods on the shelves and counters are of various types and styles, neatly arranged and very pleasing to the eye. The salesmen are all wearing the same blue work clothes, with smiles on their faces. When they see customers coming in, they greet them warmly and recommend products to them.

Most of the customers were looking out the door to see if there were any activities at the Dongfeng Shili Supply and Marketing Cooperative, but when they were greeted, they were too embarrassed to pull their heads back and could only walk in to take a look. After taking a look, they spent all the money in their pockets, but they did not feel the usual pain after spending money, but instead felt happy and comfortable from head to toe.

If the money is worth spending, then spend it! Otherwise, what is the point of making money? Is it wormy?

After a busy day, their turnover was ten times the usual amount. Although there was still some gap with the big supply and marketing cooperatives, they were very satisfied. Just like Xia Hua, the development of their supply and marketing cooperative also had to cross the river by feeling the stones, exploring and developing little by little.

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

An Zhiqiu took a look and asked in confusion: "Xia Xia, don't we have two thermoses at home? Why did you buy another one? Aren't four enamel basins 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'm a salesperson here? Let me help them buy some things with the clerk discount. This is a way to promote neighborhood harmony, so I agreed."

An Zhiqiu nodded and paid no more attention.

After returning home, An Zhixia put all the things into the back room while her brother was cooking.

After dinner, An Zhixia lay on the table and started thinking while biting the pen.

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

"No," An Zhixia gritted her teeth and said, "When a single company dominates an industry, 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 champion emerge!"

"Speak human language," An Zhiqiu has been hanging out with girls for a long time, and his vocabulary has become richer.

"It's to help Yongyi Performing Arts Troupe to create some strong rivals and create some confusion. I believe that with competition, some cancers won't be able to grow."

An Zhiqiu coughed for a long time because of her own saliva. "Sister, sister, that's a performance troupe with more than 10,000 people. It's quite famous and even has a good reputation among the leaders. Let's be realistic. Didn't you persuade me yesterday?"

"Brother, life is about trying."

"You are being hypocritical! I support you no matter what you do, but you must remember to do things within your ability," An Zhiqiu muttered, but still concentrated on reading.

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

Since the Yongyi Performing Arts Troupe dares to openly nurture this cancer, then what can't Captain Shu and his group do for power and money?

It was easy to stir up trouble, but the hard part was how to remove the suspicion from herself? After all, she was not alone and had to consider the safety of her brother and sister-in-law.

She slammed her head. It was necessary to create a strong rival for Yongyi Performing Arts Troupe, but she could still continue to provide programs for Yongyi Performing Arts Troupe. After all, there was more than one troupe leader named Shu.

It is lively only when there is chaos inside and outside.

However, her eyes were somewhat dim. She couldn't bear to see batches of girls from the art troupe fall into the swamp, and she hated that Director Shu wanted to attack her sister-in-law in order to gain more benefits from her. But no matter what era it is, there must be darkness under light, just like the book says, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

An Zhixia couldn't give them direct help, but she could reorganize the circle and establish a new order in the fierce competition.

No one can really help them except themselves.

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

In the courtyard of Zhaoyang District, Kyoto, a motorcycle came speeding, braked suddenly and did a beautiful drift at the gate. The man wearing a black helmet waved to the guard, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed in.

The rumbling sound of the motorcycle made everyone in the compound's ears twitch, and they all secretly thought that the Jiang family's troublemaker had returned.

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

"You little rascal, you always come back so late and make such a big noise! Are you afraid that others don't know you're back?" An old lady with fifty-year-old hair opened the door and hit him with her cane in an unpleasant manner. She swung it high but couldn't bear to let it fall heavily, so she just poked him.

The man cooperated and dodged a few times, then put his arm around the old lady's shoulders and said with a smile, "Grandma, you can't blame me for this. Motorcycles are made to be ridden by people, but who can blame the designer for not designing a muffler? You can't chase your precious grandson out of the door for this, can you?"

"Bah," Old Lady Jiang spat at him, but couldn't help but smile, "You're already in your twenties, aren't you ashamed to still treasure your eldest grandson? I don't care about you, I just want to hold my great-grandson!"

"Oh, you really don't want it? Then I'm leaving," the man turned around and was really about to leave. The old lady was so anxious that she stamped her feet and knocked her crutches.

"Okay, stop teasing your grandma. You'll feel uncomfortable if you don't perform this every day, right?" The old man who was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper said helplessly without even looking at them.

The grandparents and grandchildren then entered the house, and the nanny, Aunt Zhang, hurriedly served them tea.

Jiang Shiming did not sit down and talk with the two old people as he did in the past, but went upstairs to the master bedroom.

The old lady followed closely behind him with her cane in hand. Seeing her grandson rummaging around, she asked curiously, "My dear, what are you looking for in our house?"

"Ah, grandma, why are you walking like a mouse and without making any sound?" Jiang Shiming was startled and quickly stuffed the photo he found behind him.

"Something's wrong. Normally you have very sharp ears," the old lady said, leaning on her crutches and jumping nimbly, very curious about what was hiding behind him.

There is one more update that will be posted during the day, I will get up tomorrow morning and write more~

(End of this chapter)