Chapter 297 Who is real and who is fake
Li Hanqian smiled and said, "I'm already on your pirate ship. What else can I do except watch?"
He stood up and said, "Let's go to the main store and take a look. I'll have someone write out a detailed order so you can have an idea of what's going on."
The headquarters of the East District Supply and Marketing Cooperative is located on the second floor below the office building. It is large in area, and the variety and quantity of goods displayed in the store are unmatched by other branches. Today is Monday, and it is ten o'clock again. There are not many customers in the store. The salesmen are bored wiping the goods and sorting the invoices.
"It is now firmly ingrained in everyone's mind that the four shopping malls in the city, especially the department stores, are the places to go for weddings, festivals and even weekends.
Compared with the same things in our supply and marketing cooperative, they seem to be of a lower grade.
Although there is a limited supply of eggs, this increase in total sales is passive. It can be said that as long as the eggs are removed, or the department store has the same gimmick, the supply and marketing cooperative will return to its original state. "Li Hanqian has a deep understanding of his own unit and explained it to An Zhixia bit by bit.
When the Fang family sent their sister-in-law off, they went shopping in the department store together. It was really crowded on weekends. Xiahua people love to join in the fun, go wherever there are many people, and the things that are popular must be good. For the same things, the expensive ones must be of higher quality...
It is undeniable that some items in department stores are indeed exclusive, and the supply and marketing cooperatives have not yet found a way to sell them, or perhaps they specifically designate department stores to sell them. Who makes the supply and marketing cooperatives unable to sell them at a high price?
An Zhixia smiled and walked around the store from the first floor to the second floor, recording the process. She drove home, thinking about how to get everyone to focus on the supply and marketing cooperative when advertising the products.
When the car entered the yard, she found that the road to her home was blocked.
"Hey, look who is this? Isn't it Director An from the overseas channel of the TV station? How come such a busy person is back before the end of get off work?" A lady in her thirties or forties smiled and directed everyone's attention to An Zhixia. She was wearing a light-colored plaid shirt with a white lined vest, black straight pants, and an imported watch worth three or four hundred yuan on her wrist. She looked dignified and beautiful, but there was a sense of arrogance between her eyebrows. She was not an easy person to get along with.
An Zhixia put her arm on the car window and glanced at Jiao Yunlan, who was wearing a white floral skirt and a goose yellow bucket hat. She looked at her watch and raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Unfortunately, it's just time to get off work. Why, you can't see me when I'm working overtime, but you catch me when I occasionally go home to do something? Auntie, where do you work?"
Her casual demeanor and the tone of her voice were like those of a dandy who had grown up in a rich compound. She had an inexplicably noble and arrogant air that made it impossible to ignore her, yet impossible to blame her.
The woman gritted her teeth and said with a smile, "My husband's surname is Fang, he is the director of the Maihua Brewery, and I am Deputy Director Ding of our compound neighborhood committee. Isn't it that the girl from the Jiao family has also joined the TV station and become a director? We are all very happy for her. Seeing Director Xiao An coming, I want you to take care of her more. After all, she is from the same compound.
Hey, Lanzi, you just said that Director Xiaoan and you were part of the group of educated youth who went to Jiangzhou?"
Jiao Yunlan smiled gently and nodded, "Yes, her brother even married the village chief's daughter."
This sentence made everyone think about it, and their eyes were full of light when they looked at An Zhixia. It turned out that the Jiang family's new granddaughter-in-law was a village woman, and the two brothers and sisters were able to return to the city, probably because of the help of the village cadres.
"Zhixia, I'm glad we can work together again," she said, stepping towards me in white wedge-heeled shoes, extending her hand and smiling friendly. But with her back to the crowd, her eyes were filled with provocation and pride.
Jiao Yunlan knew An Zhixia very well. She was not someone who would compromise for the sake of face. Besides, the Jiang family had a high status in the compound, which gave An Zhixia the confidence to rely on. She was looking forward to An Zhixia venting her sharp and violent temper in front of so many people. The waves of public opinion would become bigger and bigger, and one day they would become a sharp sword in her hand to suppress An Zhixia and his sister into dust!
Moreover, while this movement is not over yet, she can also drag the Jiang family into the eighteenth level of hell.
An Zhixia smiled and reached out to hold Qi Yunlan's hand.
Jiao Yunlan couldn't hold back her smile immediately. The pain of having her hand clamped tightly caused a thin layer of sweat to appear on her forehead, and she almost couldn't stand. She couldn't help but push back, but before she could use more force, An Zhixia cried out in pain and pulled back her hand.
Everyone noticed a conspicuous red mark on the back of An Zhixia's fair and slender hand, and those who were closer could even see the marks from the nails.
Jiao Yunlan looked at her hands in a daze. She had been in the labor camp for nearly two months. She had endless work to do every day, and she didn't eat or sleep well. Her hands were covered with blisters, which were then rubbed and then broken again, forming thick calluses. The backs of her hands were also rough and bloody from frostbite and cold wind. Even though she took good care of herself for more than a month, her hands only became smoother and the swelling of the frostbite subsided.
The sharp pain she felt just now did not leave any trace!
She withdrew her hand with embarrassment, lowered her eyelids to hide the anger that was about to burst out of her chest, and murmured: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't use much force..."
The big guy had already seen the thick-jointed hands she hid behind her back, and a look of contempt flashed across his face.
An Zhixia's face turned cold, "Jiao Yunlan, you really don't deserve the surname Jiao. The Jiao family has been practicing medicine and doing good deeds for generations, but you and your wife colluded with others to abduct and sell women and children and murder for money and selfish desires. The Jiao family rescued you to give you a chance to be a good person, not to let you continue to stir up trouble!
"How can a person of your bad character be qualified to work in a TV station? Don't spread your bad habits all over the country."
Jiao Yunlan raised her head abruptly, suppressed the viciousness in her eyes, and said with hurt: "An Zhixia, why do you always pick on me? You are beautiful and are sought after wherever you go. You can't use this unique advantage to frame my husband and me again and again.
Why do you throw dirty water on us who are thousands of miles away when you encounter robbers and kidnappers on the way? We do not admit this crime and have never admitted it.
If we really did something evil like this, would my grandfather, who is so upright and stubborn, be able to go against his conscience and bring my husband and me back and take good care of us?"
Everyone was scratching their heads. Who was lying? But no matter what, Jiao Yunlan had been to a labor camp, and An Zhixia was as brilliant as she was and should not be underestimated.
(End of this chapter)
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