Feng Mian raised the letter in his hand and smiled: "This is the letter they wrote back to me."
"Wow, really? Come on, open it and see if they agree to let you open a store."
Feng Mian quickly opened the letter.
Lu Lan also came over to take a look, but unfortunately she didn't know many words and had a hard time reading.
"Mianmian, look at what it says? What about people? What are the last two words?"
"The people." Feng Mian said.
"The gist of it is that the higher-ups know that people are having a hard time and they are also working hard. They told me to wait a little longer, they are fighting for it and I believe the policy will be implemented soon. When the policy is implemented, they will write to me again."
Fengmian gained confidence and said with a smile: "When the policy is implemented, I will be one of the first to open a store."
"Okay, that's great. Let's sell it this way. Although we can make money, I'm just a little nervous."
Feng Mian has achieved his goal and is in a good mood.
I had a fish for dinner and made some mushroom soup.
She sold 100 pieces at the market today, and Lu Lan sold 130 pieces. She got 13 yuan from them. She paid Rongrong's tuition and took 3 yuan and left.
Feng Mian still has one hundred and twenty-seven here.
All in all, she had more than two thousand yuan in cash.
Gu Yuelin sat on the bed again and looked at the figure behind the curtain. Today, she had finished taking pictures of her face and hadn't blown out the lights yet. She seemed to be counting money.
She was counting money while humming a song he had never heard of. It seemed that she had made some money and was in a good mood.
He also lit a candle and took out his cousin's letter to read it again.
My cousin was living well abroad and sent him 1,000 yuan, which was M㨾.
He also had to get a bunch of certificates and take his household registration to a big city to collect it.
Only big cities like Haicheng can do this.
"Oh!" Gu Yuelin sighed.
It is especially clear in the quiet night.
Feng Mian stopped counting the money, turned his head and asked, "Why are you sighing?"
Gu Yuelin tightened his grip on the letter and stared at the curtain with infinite longing.
Why not take advantage of this opportunity... to go behind the curtain?
"I have to discuss with you, can I go in?"
Feng Mian was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt. She didn't want to get out of bed, so she agreed.
"good."
Gu Yuelin was delighted and quickly got out of bed, blew out the candle on the bedside, took the letter and opened the curtain.
"It's this technique. My cousin wrote me a letter and sent me some money. We can't get it out in this small place."
He gave the letter to Feng Mian.
Feng Mian saw him standing awkwardly beside the bed, so she moved closer to the bed and motioned for him to sit down.
Gu Yuelin suppressed his excitement and sat down carefully.
Finally sat on her bed.
His heartbeat quickened and he felt uneasy.
Feng Mian quickly finished reading the letter and was a little surprised that his cousin was still in Country M.
"This is foreign exchange. Where can I get it?"
"We need a certificate from the Haicheng Embassy, and the village also needs a certificate, and then we can exchange it with our household registration and silver."
That sounds troublesome.
But a thousand beautiful dollars is worth tens of thousands, isn't it?
I...
"You became a millionaire overnight?"
"Ten thousand yuan?" Gu Yuelin asked, "How can there be ten thousand yuan? It can only be exchanged for more than seven thousand yuan."
What? Just over 7,000 yuan?
Feng Mian really doesn’t remember this, but what he said should be true.
I don’t know if it’s a problem of this evil world, or if RMB is just so valuable at this time.
"That's rich too. With the two thousand dollars I have here and the one thousand dollars you haven't taken out, we'll be a millionaire."
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