"Then let's go over and have a look!"

Wang Youlai's impression of Yang Biao is actually not bad, of course, it might be better if it weren't for what Li Wenxiu said.

The two went directly to the county people's hospital, and Li Wenxiu bought some fruit at the fruit stall outside the hospital and carried it into the hall of the hospital.

When the nurse on duty asked for the ward number, the two went straight upstairs.

When he came into the ward with Wang Youlai, Yang Biao was packing up his things in the house, and he didn't see Yang Bao inside.

The face of the woman sitting on the bed has also returned to normal, and her spirit looks good, but she doesn't talk much.

Seeing Li Wenxiu and Wang Youlai coming in, he raised his eyes and didn't make a sound.

After all, there are several patients in the ward, not necessarily to come to see her.

"Biaozi!"

didn't say anything polite to Yang Biao, Li Wenxiu pondered that if he called Yang Biao, to be honest, he really couldn't shout.

Li Wenxiu is not afraid of shame, but also worried about breaking Yang Biao's life.

Calling the king to come to brother, that is to be polite to him, as long as he is not happy, he will be lowered to the level of a fat man in minutes.

"Li Wenxiu, Manager Wang, why are you here?"

Seeing that it was Li Wenxiu and Wang Youlai, Yang Biao was a little surprised.

Li Wenxiu is a little better, after all, it is a place, and there is also the relationship between Yang Bao's students, not to mention that Li Wenxiu also saved his mother, but with Wang Youlai, he is really not so familiar.

"It's okay, just come and see, are you planning to be discharged from the hospital?"

"Well, I was discharged from the hospital today. ”

Li Wenxiu estimated that this was also the case, fortunately he came a little early, otherwise he would have been in trouble again.

At this time, it is more difficult to contact an individual without a phone than to find one.

"Teacher Yang went back?"

"No, my dad went down there to go through the formalities. ”

Hearing that Yang Bao was still in the county, Li Wenxiu was also relieved, if Yang Biao was the only one there, it would be really difficult for him to open this mouth.

It is impossible for him to leave his mother and Laozi alone to stay in the county to work for him, and Li Wenxiu can't do this.

While the two were chatting, Yang Bao came up just after completing the formalities.

As soon as he saw Li Wenxiu, Yang Bao's reaction was the same as Yang Biao's reaction at the door of the lattice shop in No. 1 Middle School.

Except that he didn't kneel.

"It's really okay, Mr. Yang, I'm also lucky, which shows that my aunt is blessed and can't even accept it. ”

Yang Bao, Li Wenxiu actually admires it in his heart, a good man, compared with his son Li Rihe, but people are much more flexible, after all, they have read for a few more years.

"Well, thanks to your blessing, I'll go to sit at home during the winter vacation, and I'm familiar with your father."

Li Wenxiu automatically filtered Yang Bao's words in his mind.

If you want to talk about others, he really believes it, but Yang Bao said that he is familiar with his son Li Rihe, and Li Wenxiu doesn't believe it.

After talking about the conversation, Yang Bao probably guessed that there was something wrong with the two of them coming over.

Waiting for Wang Youlai to explain the reason, Yang Bao and Yang Biao, father and son, glanced at each other, and agreed without saying a word.

Immediately, Li Wenxiu and Wang Youlai looked at each other a little, and the rhetoric that the two of them had prepared early in the morning was useless.

In fact, it's not easy to figure it out when you think about it.

Yang Biao and his mother have this incident, and the mother and son will not be able to match each other for a while.

The person was saved, but the pimple in his heart is not estimated to disappear in a while.

So now Yang Biao.

I was missing an errand and went out to avoid the limelight.

And Li Wenxiu's salary is really not low.

He is a teacher in a primary school, and his monthly salary is this amount, and his food and accommodation are counted as his own.

"Then you go directly to the store to find him in the afternoon, and he will arrange things for you, and then just listen to him. ”

Pointing to Wang Youlai, Li Wenxiu was not polite.

Yang Biao nodded, but what made him a little confused was that this chubby Manager Wang looked like he was listening to Li Wenxiu.

This problem was not clarified until the next day when he started to officially go to work, and it turned out that the lattice shop was actually opened by Li Wenxiu.

Seeing Wang Caixia and Wang Juanjuan calling a small boss, Yang Biao didn't know what it was like.

He is several years older than Li Wenxiu.

Why is the gap between this person so big!

The first day of work.

Yang Biao followed Wang Caixia and they were busy in the store, and Wang Youlai rode a motorcycle early in the morning with a large bag of greeting cards to the township below to run business.

There are not many townships under the jurisdiction of Songping County, but a junior high school and a high school are indispensable in each township, which is Wang Youlai's main goal.

In addition to Wang Youlai, eight other salesmen who came to run the greeting card business also went to several nearby counties.

After the class.

Li Wenxiu took a taxi directly to the store at No. 1 Middle School.

As soon as I entered the store, I saw Yang Biao moving things upstairs, and Huang Chunyuan's son Huang Xiaobo happened to be standing in the store.

"Xiaobo, how much did you send this time?"

Huang Chunyuan's son is called Huang Xiaobo, who is almost ten years older than Li Wenxiu, thinking that he said that Li Wenxiu is the boss of the lattice shop, Huang Xiaobo is a little unbelievable, but when he heard Wang Caixia call the boss when he saw Li Wenxiu, his psychology suddenly became a little stiff.

"It's still 20,000, can you put it on hold here?"

"If you can put it aside, you can let your dad rest assured that he will print it, and I will count the money as much as I send me. ”

"That's it, you count the number yourself. ”

Huang Xiaobo seemed to have something to say, but when he saw Li Wenxiu calling the young man who looked about the same age as him to work in the shop, he was stunned and couldn't speak.

As soon as Huang Xiaobo left, Li Wenxiu immediately checked all the greeting cards in this batch with Yang Biao, and the number was correct.

After it was over, he immediately asked Yang Biao to send 5,000 tickets to the second middle school.

"Little boss, when will we start selling this greeting card, I'm very scared, there is such a room, if it can't be sold, it will be a loss to the boss." ”

Wang Caixia is also a fast mouth.

After holding back all morning, I saw Li Wenxiu standing there and didn't speak, looking absent-minded with the account book in his hand, and he didn't hold back a word.

It's not that Wang Caixia is not optimistic about the market of greeting cards, after all, this thing is still a novelty.

Before getting rid of it.

At this time in '97, who doesn't say that buying a piece of paper for a dollar is not a brainless stupid thing.

It's just such a colorful piece of cardboard, not a piece of paper or something.

"Hey, Sister Caixia, there's nothing going on in the store lately, right?"

Li Wenxiu's brainless words made Wang Caixia stunned.

This stubble doesn't tie up with a stubble.

When she glanced at the place where Li Wenxiu pointed in the ledger, she suddenly understood.

He thought this guy was changing the subject.

"It's nothing, the numbers are right, that's all!"

Li Wenxiu was really taken aback.

On the ledger, the daily turnover of No. 1 Middle School has risen by nearly 2,000 yuan for a week, which is really a bit unusual.

"It's not unusual, you look at the past few days, isn't it remembered, there are a few big accounts, a few days ago, people from the county came to the store to order a batch of small gifts, so this week's flow is also a lot bigger. ”

When Li Wenxiu heard this, he was immediately stunned.

How could he have forgotten about it!