Chapter Seventy-Seven: This Pen Is for You
Qu Guangquan recognized Zhang Changqing at a glance, much more youthful than he had in his impression, and he didn't have that kind of cynicism and inwardness, but that kind of domineering and arrogant was still the same.
Ma Changqing looked at the big boy in front of him who looked like a thin and white student, and was tightly held by Zhang Qian's small hand, his heart was about to burst, if it wasn't for the town government, the flying feet he had practiced would have given him a bit.
"What's your name?" Ma Changqing squinted at Qu Guangquan.
"My name is Qu Guangquan, if nothing else, you are the evergreen brother Qianqian just called. Qu Guangquan measured his height, and was pleasantly surprised to find that he had grown taller after being reborn, and he was always a head shorter than Ma Changqing in his previous life, and now he is obviously about the same as him.
Zhang Qian just wants Ma Changqing to know that she belongs in her heart, and she doesn't want to cause contradictions and conflicts, and she has the impression that Ma Changqing is still very good. Seeing that Qu Guangquan and Ma Changqing were a little tense, they immediately acted as peacemakers.
"Brother Changqing, Qu Guangquan came to our town government for the first time, I hope you will take care of it. Brother Guangquan, I came to work, and Brother Changqing has always taken care of me. β
"Yes, but when we were at work, we don't know what he was doing here?" Ma Changqing didn't appreciate it.
"Well, I told you that he came up with the idea of this planting cooperative, and the company of "company + farmer" is his company. Zhang Qian showed Qu Guangquan's energy a little, and let Ma Changqing know that Qu Guangquan should not be underestimated.
"Well, no wonder, it's good to be rich!" Ma Changqing snorted in his nose, he had already heard of Qu Guangquan, his parents were divorced, and he lived in Shuanggang with his mother, and his mother also had breast cancer.
There's a fart money!
"Zhang Qian, how old are you to start falling in love, why do I think I'm not even 18 years old!" Hu Xiaoli had a little ambiguity with Ma Changqing, the secretary and son, and was eager to expand the results of the battle, and immediately suppressed it when she saw the opportunity.
"Sister Xiaoli, why did I hear that you got married at the age of 16!" Zhang Qian looked weak and weak, but not an easy persimmon.
Only then did Hu Xiaoli realize that her predecessor was her predecessor, and her husband, who was incapable of personnel, was still listening to Zhang Changshun's rule. I could only struggle in the cracks, and immediately softened.
"Qianqian, I'm taking myself as an example. Look at how much I'm doing. You have to understand my sister's kindness. β
The corners of Zhang Qian's mouth curled, this is about the same. Now is not the time for war, as long as Ma Changqing sees it, he can accept it.
"Sister Xiaoli, how about taking a look at this fountain pen?"
"Yes, it looks good. Hu Xiaoli took the pen case and looked up and down.
Ma Changqing squeezed his eyes and looked at it, and immediately smiled, the best fountain pen is the hero pen, and the highest price in Huaishang County is this one in his drawer, poor ghost, if you want to show off your wealth, you have to find the right place.
"Hey, why don't you have a Chinese character?" Hu Xiaoli found a problem.
"Really?" When Zhang Qian put away the pen, she was thinking about how to deal with Ma Changqing's problem, and she didn't look carefully, anyway, it was given by Brother Guangquan, no matter how good it is, she likes it!
"There is not a Chinese word, that is, smuggled goods, and now those smuggled people collected garbage in foreign countries, and then got a packaging box, and cheated us Chinese money." β
Ma Changqing has several comrades-in-arms from the south, and they have repeatedly said that they want to collect garbage from foreign countries and buy it as genuine products in China.
It was a very common time. Writer Yu Hua has a detailed description in "Brothers", you can go and see it if you have time.
"Hehe, if this fountain pen is used as garbage, the manufacturers who make fountain pens in the world will have to cry to death!" Qu Guangquan was unwilling to pretend to be generous in front of Ma Changqing, and treated such a villain with only a tooth for a tooth and blood for blood.
"What kind of fountain pen is the best, do you know?" Ma Changqing glanced at him.
Qu Guangquan shook his head, to say that Othoode's gold-plated fountain pen is the best, it may not be necessarily, but it is also one of the best, such a good fountain pen is garbage in Ma Changqing's eyes, it is better to say that this goods is a garbage.
"I don't know!" I know you don't know, how many days have you seen Xiao Qisan on Shuanggang Street!
"I don't know. Please give me advice!" Qu Guangquan was really disgusting.
"Have you ever seen a hero pen?" Ma Changqing opened the drawer and took out the hero pen that he had spent hard work and wasted effort to buy. "Look at this rod, this point!"
Hu Xiaoli immediately shouted exaggeratedly: "Oh, there is such a beautiful pen, can we buy it on Huaishangββ"
"I can still buy it the day before yesterday, but as soon as the day before yesterday passes, I can't buy it, and there is only this one left in the department store, more than fifty yuan, I bought it!" Ma Changqing was proud.
Zhang Qian didn't know how valuable Qu Guangquan's pen was, and when she heard Ma Changqing's boasting, she thought that the pen in her hand was really not as expensive as Ma Changqing's, so she said haha: "It's not necessarily expensive, I like everything Brother Guangquan buys." I just love how good this pen looks. β
"What kind of pen, Zhang Qian likes it so much?" A middle-aged man walked in outside the door. He has a loud voice when he speaks.
"Hey, Mayor Li, are you really worried, do you have any instructions?" Hu Xiaoli had completely corrected her attitude, and it turned out that she was ignoring Mayor Li.
"It's nothing, it's just that Zhang Qian came back and asked how the agenda was for tomorrow. Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the house, I heard you talking about fountain pens. You all know that I like to write, and to put it mildly, I am a lover of hard pen calligraphy. There are not many other hobbies, but I like fountain pens, and seeing a good fountain pen is like meeting a relative. β
Mayor Li didn't actually come to ask about the agenda, there is a secretary to worry about, and it is disgusting to meddle in others!
I heard that Zhang Qian took a little boyfriend to the office.
Hearing this news, Mayor Li was indescribably excited! The new secretary was overwhelmed in the month he took office, and now he finally breathes a breath of fresh air!
- You want Zhang Qian to be your daughter-in-law, everyone is like a mirror, and now she has finally been slapped in the face!
One word to describe Mayor Li's mood, that is: It's so cool!
The two words are: cool crooked!
"I'll see. Mayor Li took it and looked at it, his eyes immediately straightened, and he immediately picked up the towel on the washbasin, washed his hands, and then wiped it clean: "Zhang Qian, can you open the box and let me touch it!"
"Look at what you said!" Although Zhang Qian couldn't bear to let Mayor Li open it, she was not so stingy, and she was not even willing to let people touch the pen.
Mayor Li cautiously opened the carton, "The gold-plated fountain pen of the German OTTO HUTT Othud, I have only seen it once at a pen meeting, and I didn't expect to be able to see it in such a small place as Shuanggang!"
"What?" Hu Xiaoli looked at Mayor Li as if he was telling jokes, his face was full of seriousness, as if this pen was very rare, but she didn't see anything surprising.
"Do you know how much this pen can sell for?" said Mayor Li looked at Hu Xiaoli.
"How much can it be sold for?" Hu Xiaoli was stunned by Mayor Li.
"My pen pal said that he bought it for 2,300 yuan!" Mayor Li gestured with his fingers: "I don't eat or drink for a year!"
Zhang Qian shouted in her heart, "After spending so much money, you actually gave it to me as if it were an ordinary thing! Brother Guangquan, you are too good to me!"
Hu Xiaoli was so shocked that her mouth opened like a small scoop.
Only Ma Changqing felt that his face had been slapped more than a dozen times, and when he picked up the pen he had worked so hard to buy, he wanted to smash it to the ground!
"Well, Changqing also bought a fountain pen, I'll take a look. "Mayor Li's eye-eyed cat god has come up.
Ma Changqing closed his eyes and handed it over like a bomb.
"Hero pen, well, yes, yes, it looks like it's a gift. β
This Mayor Li is a disgusting person with a heart.
The box is so exquisite, and there is a cellophane wrapped in it outside, and it is a gift at a glance! Even who to give it to, Mayor Li has the same heart as a mirror.
"Yes, Mayor Li really has a vision. If you don't admit it, you have to admit it, "What Sister Hu, do you like this fountain pen?"
"Got me?"
"Yes!" you fucking take it, I don't want to see it again.
Hu Xiaoli is about to jump high!
Ma Changqing handed the pen to Hu Xiaoli, turned around and left.
When Hu Xiaoli came home in the evening, she carefully disassembled it, and was about to jump high, because she found a note that read:
Fountain pens are not unusual, love is sweet!