Aunt Zhao counted the money in the bag again and again, a total of 678 yuan.
She didn't know how much profit Liang Su made from selling a piece of clothing, but it was definitely not small.
If the profit is not much, how can she make money?
After hesitating for a long time, she took out thirty yuan.
This is the price of a windbreaker.
He took out the thirty yuan and kept it for himself, and at the same time, he changed the number of items shipped out and the number of clothes sold in the notebook by one less.
After doing all this, Aunt Zhao took the things back.
"Xiao Su, I sold quite a lot today, a total of 648 yuan. They're all here, count them."
Liang Su was now able to limp a few steps on his own and came out of the house to greet her.
"Auntie, put the unsold items here. This is your wages for today. I always pay you in cash."
Aunt Zhao happily pocketed the three dollars, even though it was nothing compared to the thirty dollars in her pocket.
She can earn more than 30 yuan each time she sells, and she can earn hundreds of yuan in just one month.
By then it will be no problem to find a wife for my son.
Liang Su didn't know what she was thinking yet, and carefully counted the clothes that Aunt Zhao brought back.
When it was the black windbreaker's turn, it was clearly discovered that today's shipment quantity and sales quantity had been changed.
Could it be that Aunt Zhao made a mistake in her calculation when she shipped the goods?
Liang Su didn't take this matter to heart. She only took inventory again when the goods sent by Zhou Xin arrived the next day.
It turned out that there was one less black windbreaker left in stock from yesterday.
Liang Su then had to think of the changed number in the notebook.
She sat down with the notebook, her eyes thoughtful.
Is this the first time that Aunt Zhao has done such a thing?
For the sake of neighborhood harmony, she couldn't question him rashly.
Shen Congji walked in from outside and put down the food he had just brought back.
"What's wrong?"
Liang Su said, "The book that Aunt Zhao brought back yesterday showed traces of alterations in the numbers."
Shen Congji took a look and asked, "Have you counted them?"
Liang Su nodded, "I've checked, and there's one item missing from the inventory."
She also wondered if she had ordered the wrong thing before.
There may be one item missing from stock.
But then she thought that not only she had ordered the inventory before, but Shen Congji had also ordered it.
If there is no problem with the inventory, then there is something wrong with the data recorded by Aunt Zhao.
"I don't want to think the worst of people."
This is the first time she has used someone.
Shen Congji said: "Then let's not talk about it for now, but you must remember that things never happen more than three times. One or two times may be a coincidence, but if it happens too many times, it may not be the case."
Liang Su nodded and said, "I'll pay more attention next time."
She kept this matter in mind, and the next day, Shen Congji was going out to take people to the beach for training.
"I've already talked to Aunt Tian and asked her to bring you food. Can you do it by yourself? Or should I take you to the beach?"
Liang Su didn't want to go. In her current condition, she couldn't have fun on the beach.
It’s better to stay at home.
"You go on your way. I'll hand the album over to the Propaganda Department later."
The second volume of illustrations has been completed, but it has been delayed for a long time, and she wants to hand it in as soon as possible.
Shen Congji nodded, “Then be careful, if you really can’t leave, just wait for me to come back.”
After he left, Liang Su picked up the cloth bag, put the painting in it, and limped towards the Propaganda Department.
On the way, she saw Luo Qingwei and Tong Xin again.
I don't know what the two of them were talking about, but they seemed to be arguing.
In the end, it seemed like Tong Xin persuaded her with a few words and coaxed her into calm. He also took Luo Qingwei's hand and quickly kissed her on the lips.
Liang Su: "..." For a moment he didn't know whether to move forward.
She stood there awkwardly for a while before being noticed by Tong Xin out of the corner of her eye.
One is calm and composed, the other is flustered.
Tong Xin hurriedly explained: "Um... Comrade Liang Su, right? Comrade Luo sprained his ankle, and I accidentally helped him up. Don't misunderstand."
Liang Su lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't misunderstand. Deputy Brigade Commander Tong doesn't need to explain."
There is no need to explain to her.
Liang Su continued to limp forward, and his disgust towards Tong Xin had reached a certain level.
Marry a wife to take care of your parents in your hometown and outsource your filial piety.
There were colorful flags flying outside, and no one noticed because his wife was not around.
This kind of person is simply disgusting to the extreme.
Because of this little incident, Liang Su looked unhappy all the way to the Propaganda Department.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Li Chenghua.
"Deputy Director Li." She greeted politely.
Li Chenghua glanced at her and asked, "Is this the second volume of the picture book?"
Liang Su nodded.
"Send it to me. I just happen to have something to tell you."
Liang Su remained motionless. "My paintings have always been personally reviewed by Director Wang."
Li Chenghua sneered, "Who do you think you are? How can Director Wang be so idle as to wait for your stuff to be reviewed?"
Liang Su said calmly: "Whether she is free or not, that is Director Wang's business. She mentioned before that my paintings will be handed directly to her in the future."
Li Chenghua was furious. He didn't expect Liang Su to be so stubborn.
"Deputy Director Li, what do you want to talk to me about? You can tell me right here."
Li Chenghua said coldly, "Lucheng Publishing House has taken a fancy to the first volume of the promotional picture book and wants to discuss cooperation with us. I have already agreed, but they still need your signature."
Liang Su didn't understand, "What did you promise?"
"They want to mass-publish promotional picture books and need your authorization."
Liang Su said, "What I mean is, what do I need you to promise for my picture book?"
Li Chenghua was furious. "Don't forget, you work for the Publicity Department of the Base Hospital. Your drawings naturally belong to our department! By the way, I'm telling you, as long as you sign, the copyright fees and the share of the proceeds from the sale of the picture book will have nothing to do with you!"
It was the first time that Liang Su heard such an outrageous statement. The idea was hers, the knowledge points were summarized by her, and the picture book was drawn by her herself.
She didn't rely on anyone else from the beginning to the end, so in the end, the return on investment has nothing to do with her?
"It has nothing to do with me, so who does it have to do with? You, Deputy Director Li?"
Li Chenghua ran out of patience and shouted angrily, "You don't need to worry about this. You just need to obey my orders!"
"You can openly rob me simply because I work in the Propaganda Department. But if I resign now, can you still use my picture books?"
She wanted to draw this picture book purely because she loved it.
It has nothing to do with working in the hospital's publicity department.
But if because of her job here, both she and her work will become the property of the Propaganda Department, then she will choose to leave.
Li Chenghua had a gloomy face. He thought the matter could be easily resolved, but he didn't expect to run into a troublemaker.
"How can you not have any sense of community? You're going to quit your job just for this little money. How short-sighted!"
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