Welcome to the 80s—
Zheng Dandan unexpectedly transmigrated and bound a supermarket system. She does business, gains experience, and upgrades to unlock various products: grain, oil, rice, n...
Cheng Huadong's expression was gentle, but his tone brooked no argument. "Auntie said you don't have to rush back. It's the Dragon Boat Festival, and it's a rare time to relax and unwind. Could you please do me the honor of walking around with me?"
"Mr. Cheng has given me such a kind invitation, I would be remiss not to accept it." Zheng Dandan readily agreed. Since Cheng Huadong had said so, how could she refuse?
"Calling me Mr. Cheng again?" Cheng Huadong looked at Zheng Dandan disapprovingly, then suddenly remembered that she wanted to rent a car and asked with concern, "When will you be able to pass the driving test? My car is waiting for you to take it away.
"Perhaps your car and I aren't meant to be." Zheng Dandan sighed, feeling a pang of pain at the mere mention of it. She had happily gone to a technical school to learn how to drive, only to be turned away by a thick textbook on "Mechanical Principles and Maintenance and Repair."
"What happened?" Cheng Huadong looked at Zheng Dandan in surprise. In his memory, Zheng Dandan looked determined to win.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Dandan gloomily told Cheng Huadong what happened in the morning.
"I can rent you a driver as well." Cheng Huadong suggested, not wanting to see Zheng Dandan look disappointed.
"Really?" Zheng Dandan looked at Cheng Huadong in surprise. Drivers are technicians these days and are hard to find. The difficulty of getting a driver's license can be seen from this.
"How could I lie to you?" Cheng Huadong said with a smile.
"Thank you." Zheng Dandan smiled instantly. She was finally going to become a car owner, even if it was a rented car.
Cheng Huadong also became happy when he saw this.
"I can make sugar figures, dragons, tigers, and portraits. Whatever you want, this old man can make it. One cent a sugar figure!"
While taking a walk, Cheng Huadong was suddenly attracted by the shouting of a candy man seller.
"Let's go and take a look?" Cheng Huadong asked Zheng Dandan for her opinion.
"Yes." Zheng Dandan agreed. Sugar painting is an intangible cultural heritage in later generations, and she is also very interested in it.
"Young man, young lady, what do you want to draw?" The vendor asked with a smile on his face as he looked at Cheng Huadong and Zheng Dandan who came to his stall.
"Can you draw anything?" Cheng Huadong glanced at Zheng Dandan and asked the vendor.
"I can draw anything. I can draw dragons and tigers, people and flowers. Anything that you can describe, young man, or that this old man knows, I can draw." The vendor replied with a smile.
"Then... draw her." Cheng Huadong pointed at Zheng Dandan and said to the vendor.
Zheng Dandan looked at Cheng Huadong in surprise, then her cheeks flushed and a blush appeared on her face.
"Okay!" The vendor smiled kindly and agreed.
He took out a small spoon, scooped up a spoonful of sugar water, and quickly danced it in the air. The sugar water dripped onto the marble slab, forming smooth lines. Soon, the prototype of Zheng Dandan's character began to emerge.
When the last drop of sugar fell, the vendor quickly took out a thin wooden stick, pressed it on the sugar painting, lifted up the sugar painting, and handed it to Zheng Dandan.
Zheng Dandan was at a loss as she didn't buy it...
As if he could see what Zheng Dandan was thinking, Cheng Huadong took the sugar painting. When Zheng Dandan felt a little disappointed, he raised the corner of his lips and handed the sugar painting to her personally, "This is for you."
"Thank you." Zheng Dandan accepted it without hesitation.
Firstly, she really liked sugar figurines, especially this one that looked like her. Secondly, if she refused, wouldn't it be even more strange and awkward for Cheng Huadong to keep it?
"Young man, do you want to draw another picture of yourself so that we can be a couple?" the vendor asked when he saw the two people interacting.
"We are not..." Zheng Dandan's ears were slightly hot. She wanted to explain, but she heard Cheng Huadong say, "Okay."