Team members: ? ? ?
Listen to this, is this even human language?
Do they think that by working hard... working a little more, they can get a salary and a government job?
He speaks in a strange way.
Meanwhile, some villagers who sensed the sarcastic tone began to miss the Red Army...
Xiang Hongjun, who was being missed by his teammates, was carrying Ruan Zhiqing on the back of his bicycle, muttering under his breath: "You have a bicycle but you don't ride it and leave it to collect dust in the yard!"
And, you secretly ate a wild boar last night? Why did it feel so heavy?
Ruan Xianxian, who weighs less than 90 pounds: ? ? ?
To be fair, her uncle guessed correctly: he didn't eat a whole pig, but he did eat half a braised pig's head.
"8:25." Ruan Xianxian glanced at her watch, her voice low and somber. "Uncle, I'm five minutes late. Late on my first day of work..."
Tsk tsk tsk, how can you face the old boss who promoted you?
If Xiang Hongjun had any hair, he would definitely be in a state of agitation at this moment. Without saying a word, he would get up from his seat, and because he couldn't put any weight on one leg, he would frantically stomp on the pedal with the other...
The remaining ten-minute journey was shortened to five minutes.
He stomped his feet and kept talking, "Isn't it all because of you, you unlucky thing? Do you ever squat on someone's doorstep to eat eggs before dawn?"
I almost thought some weasel had come to life!
Mentioning weasels... Ruan Xianxian sighed.
Her uncle guessed right again. Last night, she tried to find the homemade cannon hidden by the Hu family through the system, but the system's detection range was limited, and the thing was definitely hidden in the mountains.
She could only go to Uncle Huang to ask about the whereabouts of the homemade cannon.
That thing was always a threat to her, and threats must be nipped in the bud!
After searching for most of the night, Ruan Xianxian not only failed to find her second uncle, but also spent the entire night wandering around like a night owl.
As dawn broke, she reached Xiang Hongjun's house but was too exhausted to walk any further, so she decided to stay put and set up camp there.
Miyano had taught her that when setting up camp, it was essential to do so on high ground to prevent it from being flooded by rain or river water. After searching around, she finally chose the threshold of the brigade leader's house...
After listening to her analysis, Xiang Hongjun almost threw her and the vehicle off the road.
He then launched into a tirade, “Don’t give me that crap, you’re just angry and looking for trouble, aren’t you? If Hu Heshuo offended you, why don’t you squat on his doorstep?”
What good is it for someone to be squatting in my house?
Ruan Xianxian said in a low voice, "You were the one who hinted that I recommended him."
Having been discovered, he nervously touched his nose and had no choice but to explain to the Red Army.
"Don't let Heshuo's unconventional ways fool you; he's the only one in the village who can hold the educated youth settlement for you. Try replacing him with Xiao Sun or Dongfeng and see what happens..."
The educated youth settlements were not turned into a one-man show run by the educated youth themselves.
Listen to your uncle, electing a brigade leader isn't like electing a wife. As long as he's reliable and causes little trouble, that's fine. If we don't like him, we just won't associate with him.
Ruan Xianxian chuckled, "I quite like it."
To the Red Army: ? ? ?
So why are you knocking on my door?
In the back and forth, the commune was reached.
A truck was parked in the open space in front of the gate, and Zhang Qing was busy helping the workers unload the goods.
The most important materials were bamboo strips, yarn, and the custom-made button lamps from a radio factory.
Ruan Xianxian jumped off her bicycle, and Zhang Qing, who was standing in the back of the bike directing the traffic, saw her jump off and jog over with a happy expression. "Sister Ruan, I'm here again."
"Slow down." The young man's face was full of vigor, and he always had a smile on his face. Ruan Xianxian helped him up to keep him from running too fast.
Catching his breath, Zhang Qing smiled and said, "All the materials needed for the subsequent bamboo weaving are here. Section Chief Lu thought the travel expenses were too high, so he had a batch delivered."
Ruan Xianxian twitched her lips. As expected of you, Lu Xiaokou.
This doesn't look like enough! Considering the high and low consumption, we'll have to make another trip.
She took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, raised her hand and said, "Drivers, you must be tired from your journey. Come down, have a smoke, take a break, and chat for a bit."
The loader workers, who originally planned to finish their work early and return to the city, saw the white-label special-supply cigarettes in her hand and jumped off the truck one by one, took the cigarettes, and took a deep drag under their noses.
The middle-aged driver smiled knowingly. "Special supply cigarettes. This young girl is no ordinary person!"
This guy was completely uninhibited; as soon as he saw someone accept the cigarette, he immediately revealed his purpose.
"Master, I have some local products here for Director Jia, Section Chief Lu, and Manager Tian of the Lakeside Hotel. Could you please take them back to the city for me?"
Making appropriate and reasonable requests is a way to build closer relationships.
Don't underestimate driving these days, especially driving large trucks. They travel all over the country, and not only can they build relationships with people from all over the world, they can also bring back good things from all over the country.
He's also a key figure in bridging the North and South, and cultivating good relationships is crucial for Ruan Xianxian, who can never seem to make enough money.
They had all vaguely revealed to her that the space was bound to her soul, and that whether she lived, died, or was reincarnated, her soul would never perish and the space would follow her forever.
But the opportunity to expand is most likely limited to this lifetime.
Monks all pray for a better next life, and she wanted to earn more money without affecting her normal life to expand her living space and prepare for being born in Rome in her next life.
Therefore, when she wanted to build connections, she would offer specially supplied cigarettes that signified her status.
It's a product of the system; you can buy it with money.
The driver's hand trembled slightly. Goodness, the people this girl was talking about were all influential figures in their respective fields.
He wouldn't refuse to deliver something; even if he couldn't build a real relationship, he could at least become acquainted with the customer.
So, the three loaders, the driver, and a troublemaker lined up and squatted under the tree, chatting.
The deputy director of the commune was so impressed that he clicked his tongue.
Ruan Xianxian glanced at him and waved, "Hey you, arrange for some people to unload the goods. The workers have come all this way, don't they have any sense of propriety?"
Deputy Director Ren's face turned pale.
This tone... one scoundrel Cao is gone, and another skinflint Ruan is here.
Without saying goodbye, he turned around and went back to the commune to organize people to unload the goods.
The masters smiled throughout, and no one stopped them.
An old saying goes: Even if a driver, boatman, shopkeeper, or peddler is innocent, he should still be killed.
These seasoned veterans, who were no longer under her nose, were now being treated as someone she could avoid offending if possible.
As for the commune staff, they also took the opportunity to let her see how many people and how many ghosts were inside.
Ruan Xianxian listened to the strange and wonderful things the drivers had encountered on their long-distance trips while keeping an eye on the temporary loading and unloading workers who came out of the commune.
Who is diligently completing the task...?
Who looked livid and clearly displeased...
She had a rough idea of who shouted the loudest slogans but did very little actual work.
Those who wear their emotions on their sleeves and whose every thought is written all over their faces are actually not very shrewd; they are easiest to coax by stroking their fur.
Be wary of those who are two-faced and deceitful.
Ruan Xianxian lowered her eyes and joined the driver's enthusiastic discussion about "finding a place to eat and stay in the middle of nowhere".
Before they could even determine whether the hotel owner was a human or a ghost, the goods had already been unloaded.
Around noon, just as I was about to call the workers to the restaurant for lunch, a middle-aged, glamorous woman wearing a black and white polka-dot dress, chunky-heeled leather shoes, and carrying a leather bag walked towards the commune gate...
The woman dodged the goods on the ground as if they were something dirty, her gaze sweeping around the area.
“Even pigs wouldn’t eat that food in the canteen. Where’s Lao Zheng? Tell him to come out and we can eat at the state-run restaurant together at noon.”
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