Chapter 8 Selling Workstations

After Chen Minzhi said this, she couldn't help but blush because of her poor acting skills.

In fact, Chen Minzhi knew that Xia Tang wanted to sell his workstation.

Although she was surprised and felt that it was not worth it for Xia Tang to sell his job position because of this incident, she couldn't help but have this thought in her mind.

She wanted to buy a workstation for her sick sister.

There is something special about Chen Minzhi's family.

The old man passed away early, and Chen Minzhi and her sister Chen Minyun were both raised by their mother.

Fortunately, the old man was a veteran employee of the medicinal materials factory. When Chen Minzhi graduated from junior high school, she took over her dead father's job and worked in the factory. Now he has become a small boss and lives a stable life.

If viewed from an outsider's perspective, the current Chen family can be said to have finally come to terms with the hardships they have endured.

It would have been great if that incident hadn't happened.

Chen Minzhi thought so too.

If she could turn back time, she would never let her sixteen-year-old sister walk into that dark alley, meet that unforgivable man, and suffer that incident that ruined her life.

Whenever she thought of her sister, Chen Minzhi's heart still felt tight and sour.

She blinked, but heard Xia Tang across from her say:

"I want to change my workstation. What do you think, Sister Chen?"

Xia Tang, who looked calm in front of her, suddenly didn't know how to respond.

After she realized what was happening, she hurriedly took out a small paper bag from her pocket and tried to stuff it into Xia Tang's pocket.

"Xiaotang... keep this for now."

Xia Tang was not willing to accept money without knowing the reason, so he quickly refused and said:

"Sister Chen, if you have any ideas, just say it directly. If you start like this, I won't dare to accept it."

Only then did Chen Minzhi stop.

She raised her wrinkled hands, rubbed her sore eyes, and sighed:

"You probably know what's going on in my family. I do this for my poor sister. She stays in the house every day, not talking or going out. She can still survive with my mother taking care of her, but what about the future?"

She glanced at the lively Xia Tang in front of her and wanted to sigh again:

"Xia Tang, I also know that if your workstation is so popular, many people will come to grab you. Among so many people, I may not be able to give you the highest price. But if you...if you can consider me...ah..."

Chen Minzhi has always been a quick-witted person. She is like a hot pepper in the group, spicy and crisp.

This was the first time Xia Tang heard her speak so politely and tactfully.

And it was all for her younger sister Chen Minyun.

Xia Tang naturally also knew her sister.

I also know that she was smart when she was a child.

If Chen Minyun had continued with her grades, she would have been able to pass the exam and get a job at the herbal medicine factory after finishing high school.

But if a girl is abused by a man, even if she is just a victim, her life will be ruined.

Xia Tang thought for no reason, if she had not met Qin Yue in her previous life, but had met some random second-rate guy,

Will I become like that too?

No, she may not be as good as Chen Minyun.

She doesn't have such a good mother and sister.

Xia Tang felt compassion and his voice softened unconsciously:

"Ms. Chen, if you buy it, you don't have to pay more than others. Just a normal price will do."

"real?"

Chen Minzhi's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes. But you have to work out the relationship between them, or I will quit and you will not be able to come in."

Chen Minzhi naturally thought of Xia Tang's suggestion and agreed to it immediately:

"This is natural, this is natural."

The two discussed for a long time and finally decided that Chen Minzhi would pay 800 yuan to buy Xia Tang's workstation.

At present, a material mining worker can earn thirty yuan a month, and this eight hundred yuan is only two years' salary for a worker.

Actually, it's not much.

Chen Minzhi naturally knew that Xia Tang was a scumbag, and for a moment she was even more grateful to Xia Tang.

Xia Tang didn't think it was a big deal.

At her workstation, it doesn't matter who sells it.

Selling two hundred more or two hundred less will not have a big impact.

The question is whether you will still have trouble after selling it.

You know, those people in the Xia family treat Xia Tang’s things as their own.

Yesterday I was nagging her to give up her seat to Xia Lulu, and today I heard that her workstation was sold. How could I not make a fuss?

When they make a fuss, will the person who bought the workstation be unable to handle it and come to cause trouble for her instead?

These are the issues that Xia Tang needs to consider.

However, if I sold it to Chen Minzhi, she would naturally help me solve the Xia family's problems.

With her unforgiving mouth and her natural sympathy for herself due to her sister's experience, she would never stand with the Xia family.

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Time at work is like ice cream held in the palm of your hand, which slips away from between your fingers without you noticing.

When Xia Tang heard the bell for the end of work and looked up from the operating table filled with the smell of Chinese medicine, he was surprised to find that it was already this time.

The workers went out in twos and threes.

Xia Tang packed up slowly, and when he walked out, the workshop was almost empty.

As she slowly walked out the door, two younger workers suddenly turned around and ran back to her and said:

"Xia Tang, someone is waiting for you at the door!"

"That's right! He looks so energetic! You should go and have a look!"

Girls of this age have an indescribable curiosity about things like having sex.

Nowadays, the social atmosphere is becoming more and more relaxed, and people can't help but look at good-looking young men again and again.

What made them even more curious was why Xia Tang was so capable that there were always young men she didn't know coming to see her.

The previous one said he was a university teacher, who is today's one?

The man was wearing work clothes from the repair shop next door and holding a box of repair tools.

Could he be a repairman from the machinery factory?

Tsk tsk tsk, although he looks good, there is a big difference between this repairman in the machinery factory and the university teacher in Yunnan University!

The little girls were whispering in their hearts and talking to each other, and they wanted to see Xia Tang's reaction.

But Xia Tang's reaction was no reaction.

She just nodded and walked towards him openly. Then the two of them turned around and walked away side by side.

Gone?

The little girls couldn't help but feel disappointed:

Is this a discussion or not?

The one who came to see Xia Tang was naturally Qin Yue.

He just finished the formalities this morning and reported to the machine room for the first day. As soon as he got there, he followed the old master and learned while working. It was quite busy.

When he finally stopped after finishing his work, he was afraid of delaying Xia Tang, so he hurried over without changing his clothes.

He was a man of good fortune and tall stature, with a handsome face engraved with the words "peace and prosperity for the country"; one could see it at a glance even when he was standing in a crowd.

Yesterday, Xia Tang mentioned that she wanted to set up a stall in the market. Qin Yue was thinking about it, so after work, he went straight over with her.

Several nearby factories had just closed, and the market was crowded with people.

Qin Yue protected Xia Tang as they walked in the bustling market, trying his best not to let others squeeze her.

This is Yuncheng's factory cluster area, with many workers and their families. As early as that era, it formed Yuncheng's largest underground ghost market.

Xia Tang had visited this place when she was a child. At that time, there were no lights on the roadside, so people used flashlights to illuminate the streets and set up small stalls.

The more elaborate ones would put a piece of white or blue cloth underneath, while the more casual ones would just put what they want to sell on the ground.

At that time, the places illuminated by those flashlights seemed to be the gaps in the times, supporting the hope of a family.

After it was opened up, the business here grew bigger and bigger. People in the market simply pulled street lights here to illuminate the entire road, and more and more people set up stalls.

Previously, most of the items sold here were second-hand items.

There are old clothes, old books, broken antiques or coins, old radios, bamboo chairs from the countryside, tiger-head pillows for children to play with, stone mortars and millstones for pounding vegetables, and so on.

Later, when the restrictions were relaxed, many farmers came to the city to sell freshly picked fruits and vegetables.

Towards the back, a number of makeshift stalls were set up.

There were all kinds of food, such as roasted potatoes, slate cakes, roasted glutinous rice balls, etc. Some stalls also sold liquid food such as rice noodles and wontons. The stall owners set up a few tables and chairs, and the guests sat in the white mist and ate to their heart's content, just like attending the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet.

Qin Yue bought sesame cakes at the stall with the most people.

He pushed through the crowd and handed it to Xia Tang, his eyes shining brightly under the street lights:

"There are so many people here, so it must be delicious."

Xia Tang took it and took a bite, and the aroma of the mixture of glutinous rice flour and sesame filling immediately filled her face.

The skin of the baba is thin, but the sesame filling is rich. The soft and sweet taste fills your mouth as you take a bite. Chew carefully, and the aroma of sesame, peanut oil and unmelted sugar grains mix together to form a sweet and simple soft fragrance. It is the kind of sweetness that is straight and not too greasy, so simple and soothing, just like every moment that everyone is experiencing.

Fireworks in the world are all like this.

Xia Tang lowered his head and took bites one by one, and before he knew it, he had eaten the entire sesame cake.

When he looked up again, the smile on his face was as sweet as the sesame filling:

“It’s really delicious.”

Qin Yue had eaten up his share early in the morning and was watching Xia Tang eat with his eyes fixed.

Hearing her praise, he laughed so hard that his legs floated up, and said in a sticky voice:

"Is it delicious? I bought it at the train station before. At that time, I thought you would like it."

Xia Tang asked casually:

"Train station? Are we going back to Cloud City?"

Qin Yue paused:

"I'm not going back to Yuncheng. I'm going to Kuncheng to pick up...Shuigen'er and Niuzi."

After saying this, the light in his eyes disappeared unconsciously.

It was like being hit by a stick. I was knocked back to the real world from the dizzy Crystal Palace.