Chapter 67: Relationships

Li Jianguo's car pedaled fast, first went to buy some cigarettes and tea, and then came to the store he recognized, and when he entered the door, he saw an old man wearing reading glasses and sitting in the middle of the room with a blue cloth skirt, closing a box.

On the shelves on the side, as well as on the ground, there are all kinds of box parts.

Li Jianguo opened his mouth and shouted: "Lao Zhao, hurry up and make me a box with a sandwich, I can't see it but it is easy to dismantle, my pants were cut on my last business trip......"

As soon as he said this, the old man raised his head and recognized the person, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's the founding of the country!

"No, I'm in front of my panties. "Li Jianguo didn't tell a lie, he went on so many business trips, his pants were cut several times, and once he was injured in the flesh, the thief should be unskilled.

As he spoke, he handed over a cigarette.

The old man glanced at Zhonghua and smiled.

He didn't politely take the cigarette handed by Li Jianguo and put it to his ear: "Okay, how big is it?"

"It's the fastest, it's not too big," Li Jianguo glanced at the ground and on the shelves, and then pointed to an old black leather box less than sixty centimeters, "It's so big, the mezzanine is underneath, you can use screws to open it, and there must be a cloth outside." If that's it, can you change it?"

"Okay, I'll pick one for you to change. The old man looked at the box, "This skin is old!"

"A new recruit. Li Jianguo picked up the box and looked at it inside, it seemed to be a little old, but the material was good earlier, although the corners were polished, and there were many scratches on the surface.

"Yes, then change this one for you, you take six yuan, I also received this box, and I will change it for you later. Make a compartment underneath it, and use slivers to prop up the board?"

Li Jianguo nodded and gestured at the height: "Ten yuan, change it faster, I will have to go on a business trip tomorrow." ”

"It's just six yuan, let's get it for you first, it won't be long, I'll come and get it in two hours." The old man picked up the box, put it on the table, and looked around the shelves, presumably looking for suitable accessories.

Li Jianguo took it out of his bag, originally grabbed a pack of cigarettes, and then replaced them with two cans of tea and put them on the table: "I won't give the cigarettes, I heard that it's not good for your health, so you can't smoke more." You drink this tea, I'll go first. ”

When he arrived at the door, he turned around again: "By the way, Lao Zhao, don't throw the cigarette butts when you smoke, be careful of the fire!"

"I know. The old man looked at the two cans of tea, shook his head with a smile, and received it in the drawer, this can is estimated to be the price of a pound of pork belly, not cheap.

......

Li Jianguo hurriedly went to the supply and marketing cooperative, greeted people all the way with a smile, strung around the office, sent things, cigarettes, tea or something, and lost his mind when he just said that the cigarettes were not good.

He is very popular in the unit, and while chatting, he used the Ricoh photocopier that the unit just bought this year to make several copies of some of his son's manuscripts to be sent, and then found a temporary office in the office of his best friend Liu Guoping.

I dialed the phone here, and my hand was not idle when I was waiting for the phone, and I wrote the address and pasted the stamp, and I paid special attention to whether the mail was a monkey when I pasted it, but fortunately it was not.

Li Jianguo feels very uncomfortable now, listening to his son say that the price of anything will soar in the future, and he has to pay attention to everything.

Now you don't need to buy two pieces of China, because the car union will rise, and the big unity will be used instead, which is simple, fortunately, he buys the whole line, and paving the way for his son is not tea, tobacco and alcohol, of course, there are other things or something.

......

"Jianguo, why are you so busy? Liu Guoping smiled and helped him make a cup of tea, took out the Chinese that Li Jianguo had just sent and handed it over.

He and Li Jianguo went to the countryside in the same place, and slept in the same bed for more than a year, but they returned to the city four years ago, but Li Jianguo took root in the local area, and the relationship between the two can be called irreversible.

Li Jianguo took the cigarette and put it directly on his ear: "No, by the way, Lao Liu, do you know anyone from the publishing house, the editor-in-chief, the president or something, my family Yiming wrote a fairy tale." ”

"Yo, it's a big hit, it's going to be published?" Liu Guoping was surprised, "He's just the second year of middle school, right?"

Li Jianguo nodded: "Try it, children like to read and write." ”

"I'll see, where? I'll learn. Liu Guoping looked curious and wanted to rummage through the bag.

Li Jianguo pushed him away impatiently: "Hurry up and find someone, you see what's the use, the editor-in-chief can agree to publish, and when it really comes out, I'll send you a hundred copies for you to read!"

"Okay, okay, I seem to have an impression, I flipped through my correspondence book. Liu Guoping took out a notebook from the drawer and sat down to look through it.

"There's one, there's a phone, and he's still the editor-in-chief of our city publishing house, I'm looking for him. ”

"By the way, it's better to have dinner together in the evening, uh... How about the Peace Hotel?"

"Are you going to use all your family resources? How many copies are you going to print?" Liu Guoping looked at him in surprise.

"It's best to have one copy for all children in China. Li Jianguo looked at him angrily, "Hurry up and ask." ”

"This heart is big enough! The flowers of our motherland must have 100 million, right?" Liu Guoping went out with a smile.

100 million?

That's a lot!

A Dream of Red Mansions costs four yuan, and a fairy tale can't exceed two cents, but the fairy tale written by his son seems to be more important than the four famous books, but who can see it now, Li Jianguo sighed silently.

Li Jianguo looked at Liu Guoping's back, scratched his chin, and dialed again: "Hey, I'm looking for Zheng Hongjun, he was demobilized last year, and I'm Li Jianguo." Okay, I'll wait for ......"

Put the microphone facing up and start gluing the stamps again.

Until the sound of feeding came from the other side, Li Jianguo picked it up: "Lao Zheng, which Jianguo, I'm Li Jianguo, the purchaser of Shen County, yes, how is it lately? Have you checked your aunt's illness?...... Oh, the situation ... Oh, then listen to the doctor. How's that going for your two kids?... Oh... Tell me about your address, and I'll see if I remember it last time......"

Li Jianguo put down the phone, looked at the notepad, ticked it off, and then dialed the phone again.

"There's a play!" Liu Guoping pushed the door in, smiling.

"I called, and in the evening I asked the editor-in-chief of Rongcheng Publishing House to have dinner with me, and I just happened to show him the manuscript. ”

"By the way, Lao Liu, there is another matter," Li Jianguo lowered his voice, "Do you know how to go to Xiangjiang?"

"Huh?"

"Don't have this expression, I'm serious, I'm going to take Yiming to see the world. ”

"No, isn't he still in school?"

"It's hard to say, can you not ask?" Li Jianguo glared at him angrily, "Help me understand." ”

"You don't need to understand, I can tell you right now, someone went some time ago, and they went to investigate, but they had to be invited by some company over there, and then you have to go to the Public Security Bureau to get a pass. ”

"What company?" asked Li Jianguo softly.

"This... I'll ask. Liu Guoping shook his head and stood up.

Li Jianguo grabbed it: "Pay attention to confidentiality." ”

"That's a lot, you kid. Liu Guoping sighed and snatched the phone, "Just call here, you listen." ”