After arriving at the station, Cao Yajun took Xu Xiangyang off the bus.
Because of the heavy snow, both of their coats were a little wet.
Xu Xiangyang quickened his pace and followed the person in front of him. Soon they arrived in front of a two-story building. Although it was a building, it was not as luxurious as a small Western-style building.
It is estimated that all the small Western-style buildings have been sealed off, and the buildings that worship foreign things have been destroyed or sealed off.
Cao Yajun took him to the second floor. The building had an outer staircase, and it was obvious that the first and second floors were not the same.
Because there is an additional kitchen built outside, the kitchen on the second floor is smaller and not as spacious as the one on the first floor.
"I'm telling you, this is nothing. Next time I have a chance, I'll have someone bring one back for you."
Before I even entered the room, I could hear voices talking inside.
Cao Yajun knocked on the door and it opened immediately.
After the door was opened, you could see the situation inside the room at a glance from outside. There were only three people in the room.
Two of them he had seen before. One was called Fatty Lu. Xu Xiangyang had dinner with him at the same table that day. He was quite impressed. This fat guy could hold an entire table by himself.
Another one was the leader’s son, who held the party that day, named Ma Xinping.
Sitting next to him was a person who was obviously not Han Chinese. He should be from Xinjiang because his face was deep and very different, so he could be recognized at a glance.
"Oh, Secretary Cao is here. This comrade looks familiar." Fatty Lu greeted him first.
Cao Yajun nodded. "Yes, this is my friend Xu Xiangyang, who works at the Grain Bureau."
After saying that, Xu Xiangyang looked at the person in front of him in surprise. Because there was a big gap between the two of them, he had never called them friends before.
The others were also a little surprised, but didn't say much.
"Since he's Secretary Cao's friend, he's also our friend." Ma Xinping said with a smile, "Come on, come inside and sit down. It's so cold outside."
He didn't stand up, naturally because he had the highest status among these people.
Of course, who dares to offend them?
Cao Yajun also had to give people face, let alone Xu Xiangyang, who naturally had no right to complain.
After the two entered the house, they took off their coats. It had been snowing while they were walking, and their clothes were a little wet.
Ma Xinping glanced at Xu Xiangyang and was also interested in his dress.
Then he asked, "Comrade Xu, aren't you cold wearing leather shoes?"
The temperature outside is about minus 25 degrees Celsius, which is not the lowest temperature in the Northeast.
But even so, not everyone can bear it. Even if you put on a thick cotton jacket, you can't stand being outside for half an hour.
Look at what Xu Xiangyang is wearing. There is no need to think too much about that cashmere coat. Although it is windproof, it is not as warm as a cotton jacket.
Not to mention the single-layer leather shoes, if it gets cold for a while longer, your feet will probably get frostbite.
Xu Xiangyang heard his words and stretched out his long legs, "It's not cold, these are cotton-padded shoes."
Cotton-leather shoes?
Everyone was stunned. What? Leather shoes and cotton ones?
Seeing that they looked a little unconvinced, Xu Xiangyang took off one of his shoes. Although it was not elegant, it was the best way to prove it so that everyone could see it clearly.
Everyone leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, they saw a layer of plush on the lining of the shoe. It was very short, but very shiny.
"Wow!" Fatty Lu said in surprise, "There are still cotton-leather shoes these days. This is the first time I've seen it."
It's no wonder he said that; no one else had seen them either. I'd heard there were cotton-leather shoes in the Soviet Union before, but they were never sold.
I really saw it. It’s the first time today.
While everyone else was wearing cotton shoes with thousand-layer soles or ordinary cotton shoes, Xu Xiangyang's pair of cotton leather shoes was too eye-catching.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Ma Xinping shook his head and looked at Xu Xiangyang and said, "I didn't expect Comrade Xu to have so many connections. He can even get leather shoes from the Soviet Union."
He wasn't joking. If you wanted to get some imported goods now, you had to go to a foreign exchange store, but they only had some electrical appliances or fabrics and ready-made clothes that weren't available here.
Like leather shoes, they are all single-layered, and there are no cotton leather shoes at all.
Now is the time when it is even more impossible to update the counters as they are all selling the inventory.
The people around nodded when they heard his words. Leaders nowadays don’t have cotton-leather shoes. It is really not easy to see such shoes.
Xu Xiangyang smiled and said, "It's nothing. If you want to buy it, I can ask someone to bring it to you."
This is the reason why he wore leather shoes today. Making money is secondary. After all, he is not short of money now.
Most importantly, he wanted to reach out to these people.
The more friends you get to know, the wider your future prospects will be. At least you can get some things through the back door or something.
It is not uncommon to use backdoors nowadays. Even if you go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some eggs, you can use the backdoor.
Xu Xiangyang doesn't want to be a driver for more than ten years, so changing jobs is the best option.
At least when you go into business in the future, you will have some foundation, so that you won’t get into trouble just by starting a business.
Sometimes, personal connections are more important than work. As long as you have connections, you won’t run into obstacles when you go out.
When they heard that they could wear shoes, their eyes lit up. With the Chinese New Year only a month away, who wouldn’t want to show off?
The Chinese New Year is a time when relatives and friends gather together. Even if you don’t pretend with these people, you have to pretend with your colleagues at work.
Everyone had some ideas in their minds, but seeing Xu Xiangyang's sincere eyes and no intention of joking, they all ordered a pair of shoes.
"How much is the deposit?" Fatty Lu looked very wealthy. To him, a pair of shoes was nothing, even leather shoes were fine, as long as no foreign exchange was required.
It’s not that these cadres’ families can’t get foreign exchange, but that there isn’t that much of it.
Xu Xiangyang shook his head. "No need for a deposit. A pair of shoes is 28 yuan. If you think it's okay, I'll just order it. You can pay me when the shoes are delivered."
Is he short of money? His intention is to build good relationships with these young people.
After hearing this, everyone else thought that Xu Xiangyang was a really nice person. Wasn't he worried that they wouldn't want the shoes when the time came? Wouldn't that leave them as a waste?
But then I thought, even if they don't want it, there are probably many people who do. In this day and age, besides eating and drinking, who doesn't want a good outfit?
After saying this, Ma Xinping changed the subject and said, "I think the situation in Xincheng is quite strict these days. Even though it's almost the New Year, I heard there will still be some problems in the next few days."
During this period, what happened every day was unpredictable, but for them, it was not a big problem.
Especially Xu Xiangyang, who was in contact with the lower level, it was impossible for anything to happen to him.
But they are different...
Cao Yajun nodded solemnly and said, "I heard someone is going to cause trouble, but I don't know who they are targeting..."
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