Director Wang is very satisfied with Zhang Qian, can do things, can do things, understands the intentions of the leader, and knows how to give credit to the leader.

....

After hours.

As soon as Xue Ling entered the house, he slapped the three yuan on the table.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xue's eyes narrowed into a slit, and she asked with a smile, "Xiao Ling, have you picked up the money?" ”

Xue Ling smiled proudly: "Don't say it, I'm really no different from picking up money!" ”

Mrs. Xue showed a flattering smile on her face: "Ahem...... Xiao Ling, you see it's almost the end of the month, and the factory salary is about to be paid, can you give me these three yuan first, and it will be an overdraft for next month. ”

Xue Ling frowned: "Mom, you don't want to buy anti-inflammatory drugs again, do you?" The doctor can say, if you don't control it, it will be no different from smoking a lot before liberation. ”

Mrs. Xue hurriedly assured: "I'm already in control, it's just this day, it's too cold, my teeth hurt, it hurts from time to time, if it weren't for the end of the month, I wouldn't be embarrassed to tell you." ”

With her daughter's permission, Mrs. Xue hurriedly put away the money, and then asked, "How did you get these three yuan?" ”

Xue Ling was smug: "I sold all the meal tickets issued by the factory this month to the workers, and they are too, just like two fools, they are in a hurry to buy it from me, and they are willing to pay three cents for a piece, do you say they are stupid......"

Mrs. Xue's face suddenly stiffened, and she looked like she wanted to speak and stopped.

Xue Ling observed his words, quickly sensed that something was wrong, and quickly stopped talking and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Mrs. Xue squeezed out an expression on her face that was about to cry: "Xiao Ling, you don't know, this Zhang Qian brought hundreds of catties of pork, eggs and vegetables to your factory this morning, and the workers of the textile factory are all in a hurry to buy it, and the meal tickets are not enough, why are you still going to sell out......"

Xue Ling was struck by lightning, the expression on his face stiffened, and he shouted in disbelief: "Zhang Qian has this ability? Got so much meat?! ”

"Isn't it! I didn't believe it either! But this is what Jiang Ming told me personally, there is pork stewed vermicelli or something in the lunch box he brought back, and he is eating in the house at this time! ”

Mrs. Xue was also anxious: "Now the meal ticket in your factory is worth more than the meat ticket outside!" The amount is large, delicious and affordable. ”

The smug look on Xue Ling's face before was gone, she still felt that she was shrewd before, who would have thought that she would suffer a big loss of unequal information at this time, and those workers should laugh at her behind her back for how stupid she was!

...

A few more days passed.

Teacher Liao walked over with his head held high and said with a red face like a victorious rooster: "Xiaoqian, I'm looking for you!" ”

"Look at this bike, hehe...... I'm ready for all the money, seventy-five dollars, no more, no less! Teacher Liao rubbed his hands and looked at the flying pigeon bicycle parked at the door with anticipation, and a flattering smile appeared.

Zhang Qian glanced at him, took a handful of banknotes, and put them in her pocket, and said lightly: "The bicycle belongs to you, take it!" ”

Although Mr. Liao felt sorry for the money, when the fully equipped flying pigeon bicycle arrived in his hand, he immediately smiled happily and pushed the bicycle to love it.

"Xiaoqian, you sold me this car, to be honest, I made a lot of money, you won't regret it, right?"

Mr. Liao is the master who can calculate two taels of oil in the field, and he asked a little uneasily, for fear that Zhang Qian will lose more and more if he thinks about it afterwards, and regrets that he wants to go back again, then he is a bamboo basket for water.

Zhang Qian said: "You can rest assured, buy and leave, and the money and goods will be cleared." Of course I don't regret it, and if you do, it's too late. ”

"How so!"

A daisy bloomed on Mr. Liao's smiling face, and he said in his heart how could he regret it, it was too late to be happy!

"This year's license tax has not been paid, and you can't run for three yuan a year, so you can handle it yourself then."

"It's all trivial!"

At this time, Mr. Liao's heart swelled, and the bicycle tax of three yuan a year became a trivial matter in his eyes.

It's not like that, people now have a car, this car is too chic, in comparison, three yuan can only be said to be a drop in the bucket!

Mr. Liao strode back to the front yard with the flying pigeon bicycle held high, which was enough to pull the wind, and the face was smiling, and the neighbors couldn't help it, and they came around, looking at Mr. Liao's newly bought bicycle in amazement.

"Hey, isn't this Zhang Qian's flying pigeon bike?" There is an aunt with sharp eyes and recognized it in surprise.

Teacher Liao smiled unexpectedly: "It's mine now!" Just now, I bought it for seventy-five dollars! ”

The neighbors were stunned that a brand-new flying pigeon bicycle cost more than 200 yuan at least and a bicycle ticket.

Teacher Liao actually bought it for seventy-five yuan!

It's not pie in the sky, what is it?!

Looking at the shocked eyes of the neighbors, Mr. Liao suddenly felt raised his eyebrows, and began to praise his calculations triumphantly.

The crowd listened very carefully, offering words of praise from time to time, revealing envious eyes.

Zhang Qian came to the front yard, and happened to see Mr. Liao, who was watering flowers and teasing birds on weekdays, squatting on the ground hard, carefully waxing and polishing the flying pigeon bicycle, which was not over, the chain and bearings were also lubricated with oil, and the brakes and wheels were wiped clean.

Zhang Qian almost didn't recognize the bike she had just sold.

Just this new appearance looks like it's ninety percent new.

"Yo, Mr. Liao, you're busy!" Zhang Qian said hello.

"Xiao Qian is here! It's still some time until noon! ”

Teacher Liao's face smiled, since the morning, his spirit is unusually excited, he didn't sleep much at noon, he came to check the bicycle every once in a while, and couldn't wait to sleep with it, since the afternoon after eating, he has been wiping and maintaining, that's called a love to put it down.

Zhang Qian returned home and said, "Jianguo, I just sold the bicycle and took a sum of money, let's go out for dinner today!" ”

"Okay, let's go out for lunch at noon!" Zhou Jianguo said happily.

The two got off the bus and arrived at the Temple of Heaven Park, Zhang Qian reached out and shook with him, and Zhou Jianguo's palm also flipped over, from a simple handshake to holding hands.

Zhang Qian said: "You're hungry too, it's so cold, let's go eat hot pot." ”

"You don't have to spend so much, let's just find a small restaurant." Zhou Jianguo reminded in a whisper.

Zhang Qian didn't seem to hear it, came to the old Beijing hot pot restaurant near the Temple of Heaven Park, and asked casually: "Do you have any taboos, can you eat spicy?" ”

"You can't eat anything too spicy."

"Alright, let's have a clear soup. You see what you want to eat. Zhang Qian handed him the menu.