In the polished glass counter, the garnet-red hairpin is as clear as a ruby.

"Get the reddest one for our little fish."

Jiang Shan laughed at himself and asked redundantly, but the little girl could not like it: "Comrade, how much is it to help tie a bow again?" ”

The saleswoman asked while taking it: "Hairpin 5 cents, what kind of bow do you want?" ”

Jiang Shan pressed his hands on his niece's shoulders and sent a handful to the counter: "Xiaoyu, pick one yourself." ”

Jiang Xiaoyu glanced at the red scarf on Jiang Xiaobai's fingers, pointed to a thick yarn next to him and asked, "Is this okay?" ”

The third uncle said directly: "Comrade, give me two." ”

"Wow~"

"I like this yarn too."

In a voice of envy, the saleswoman patiently tied two red gauze ribbons to the hairpin and tied them into two red and bright bows.

Then across the counter, he put it on Jiang Xiaoyu's hair.

For a while, the pink little face was lined with two red butterflies and was smart and playful, and the little girl pursed her lips and smiled with her eyebrows and eyes.

After the salesman pushed over a plastic mirror, Jiang Xiaoyu finally bloomed with a smile like a flower.

Jiang Hai became more and more energetic this time: "If I remember correctly, this "October" should be from Yanjing Literature and Art Publishing House, wait for me to inquire about it next week." ”

"Brother," Jiang Shan suddenly asked, "Can our newspaper run a magazine like October?" ”

"Stop, third child," Jiang Hai hurriedly pressed Jiang Shan's thought: "Don't move this thought, do you know how many magazines have been closed recently?" ”

Jiang Shan nodded silently.

In today's era, magazines are basically led by various publishing houses

Don't look at the speed at which newspapers and magazines are published once a month 79 years later.

However, these few months have not been pleasant.

A "The Position of Love", which seems to be plain in later generations, can set off three high waves.

You can imagine how serious the content of the magazine is today.

Let's talk about agriculture first, then talk about labor, and then review the content of the Anti-Japanese War.

The contents of the newspapers and broadcasts are enough for the masses of the people to thoroughly study them.

Who would pay extra money to buy a magazine for an "after-class exercise"?

Without a revision, these magazines simply won't survive long!

"Besides," Jiang Hai continued to criticize education: "Do you know that "October" is actually a book series, not a magazine? ”

Jiang Shan actually really knew, but he still asked: "Is there a difference?" ”

"The difference is big," Jiang Hai said seriously:

"The biggest difference is that there is no issue number, and if the issue number is not approved, the news paper will not be approved, and what will it do if there is no paper?"

Jiang Shan: "Then it's not printed well." ”

"It uses the indicators of its own publishing house," Jiang Hai continued: "After only two books a year, it killed 10% of the publishing house's paper, so it still has to be, isn't villain books more profitable than it?" ”

"Oh," Jiang Shan: "No wonder their publishing house stopped "October". ”

"If you want to recover again, it depends on whether it can get the issue number later!"

Jiangshan: "......", you better don't worry about others.

At the same time as Jiang Hai was carrying the third child home.

Accountant Xu of Pujiang Garment No. 2 Factory was also being carried by Director Wu and drove into the factory gate.

When they hurried to the accounting room, they found that all the employees of the fourth workshop were neatly guarding the door and lined up to welcome them.

Some are full of nervousness, and some are excited.

"Accountant Xu," Jiang Xiangnan, who was nervous and excited, rushed over and held Accountant Xu's hand with an arrow: "Comrades have finally looked forward to you!" ”

As Jiang Xiangnan's words fell, several powerful female comrades behind him lifted the cloth bags in their hands and shook them.

Old and proud!

Tonight, Jiang Xiangnan said that he would not take this huge amount of money home for the night, and it was better to leave it to the organization to rest assured.

Looking at a few money bags the size of small noodle bags, Accountant Xu's eyelids couldn't help but tremble.

As the accountant of the second garment factory, he has not seen money, but he has never seen that employees can hold so much money in their hands.

After stabilizing his mind, he said: "Just pick two backbones to come in, and the rest of the comrades should stay outside." ”

So, in the accounting room where the lights were turned on again, Director Wu and Jiang Xiangnan, two key elements, worked with Accountant Xu to count the money.

Two thousand seven hundred pairs of pants, a small one hundred thousand in cash.

It has been neatly packed up by female employees.

"I gave them 2,000 pairs of bell bottoms, and they were really sold out again."

"As I said earlier, women can hold up half the sky!"

"My God, this Lao Jiang has made a fortune, and the bonus for one night in the fourth workshop has caught up with my year."

In the face of the mountain of banknotes on the desk, the three backbone members did not reveal any shock or surging inner activities.

It shows the psychological quality of professionals very well.

Originally, it was a banknote that had been counted three or four times, and at this time, Accountant Xu only had to press the note marked with the amount of money in the oral loan and lock it into the safe.

Finally, when a call came from the accounting room.

The workers of the fourth workshop, who were lining up in the corridor to defend state property, walked in happily.

"Yuan Chunhua, 112 yuan and 5 cents, take it."

"Next, Xia He 112 pieces of 5 cents."

Send money with one hand and sign with the other.

"Xiao Huihui, 112 pieces of 5 cents."

"Jiang Xiangnan ......"

In the face of the hot bonus, the four workshops bloomed.

A few days ago, the good things that were exchanged for more than 100 yuan in four days have not had time to digest it.

Today, I actually won a bonus of 112 yuan 5 in one night......

In their eyes, there is no factory director, no accountant, only workshop director.

"Director Jiang, when you go back later, you have to ride carefully."

"Director, the bonus should be carried closely."

"Director Jiang, are you hungry, why don't you go to my house to finish eating noodles and then leave, just turn right after leaving the factory gate."

……

"Comrades workers," Jiang Xiangnan didn't dare to stay longer, Jiang's mother was still guarding the bicycle downstairs:

"Let's all go home, I'll be there on time tomorrow morning."

"Stay safe on the road and don't just talk."

"That Xiao Huihui, your lover is here too, right?"

"Lesbians with bell bottoms tomorrow, don't forget to keep wearing them."

……

When the chatter dispersed, Director Wu and Accountant Xu were deeply touched, this team of women comrades is not easy to lead!

"Lao Jiang,"

Director Wu walked to Jiang Xiangnan's side: "You are really talented as the director of this workshop, you should go to the Women's Federation to be the director of women." ”

"If the organization asks me to go up, I will go up," Jiang Xiangnan also felt that he was okay: "The organization asked me to ...... Anyway, the size has to be a director. ”

"How many pairs of bell bottoms are you going to carry tomorrow?"

"Why do you have 5,000 pieces, factory director, do you think it's okay?"

"I've got to think about it......"

The two talked as they walked, not avoiding Accountant Xu who was walking behind them.

It is no secret that the fourth workshop sells bell bottoms for bonuses.

Originally, they were still laughing at their whimsy, but now let's calculate it carefully?

Accountant Xu wants to be transferred to the fourth workshop.

……

On Sunday morning, Lao Jiang's house was not as lively as before, and it was a lot deserted.

The whole family went to help sell bell bottoms, except for Jiang Shan and two small ones.

When it was almost eleven o'clock, Jiangshan, who was yawning, was willing to jump off the top bunk and fell to the ground.

On Sunday, he will sleep until he is full.

Although he can sleep in the duty room of the warehouse from 9 a.m. to 3 a.m. every night shift.

But, how can you sleep comfortably at home!

"Third uncle."

"Third uncle.

"Good."

Jiang Xiaoyu led his younger brother to lie on the dinner table to read the villain's book, and Jiang Shan bought them 20 books at once.

My sister hasn't understood it once, Jiang Xiaobai has already flipped through it for the fifth time.

"Stay at home, the third uncle will lead you down to the restaurant later."

"Okay~"

Jiang Shan combed his hair back with his hand, and with a knife of "Magnolia" toilet paper under his armpit, he went straight to the public toilet at the entrance of the alley.

When he first came in, Jiang Shan always solved the problem as quickly as possible, and by this time, he could smoke while doing things.

People's adaptability is far more powerful than they think.

"You're all set, aren't you?"

After washing his face, he put a towel on the basin rack.

"Let's go, follow the third uncle to eat."

"Oh~"

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai followed the third uncle in a jump.

Now, when the third uncle is here, it is the happiest time for the two of them.

Jiangshan with children, nothing else can be guaranteed, and feeding is still no problem.

The trio, one large and two small, naturally walked in when they passed by the haberdashery store on the street.

"For the people's department store",

As long as the common people are not demanding, this place is enough to meet the needs of daily life.

Now in the eyes of Jiangshan, "Weimin Department Store" is more fragrant than Guomao: "Comrade, get a box of matches." ”

The saleswoman with the sleeve neatly threw a box and put it on the glass counter: "Two points." ”

Jiang Shan took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it over: "Give me another bottle of alabaster." ”

After the saleswoman took it, she asked expressionlessly: "Senior, or ordinary." ”

Jiang Shan looked arrogant: "Give me a bottle of high-end." ”

Wipe Jiang's mother's face, but it is not advanced.

The saleswoman first put it on the plate and looked at the weight.

Then he turned around and unscrewed a glass jar, scooped a few handfuls of pink alabaster with a flat bamboo sheet, and stuffed it into a porcelain bottle.

When the alabaster is almost at the end of the bottle, it stomps a few more times on the shelf, and suddenly another spoonful can be added.

Finally, Ma Li scraped it flat with a bamboo slice, and then rested it on the weighing plate to see two catties.

"6 cents."

"Give."

When Jiangshan handed over the money, he thought of Pujiang Daily Chemical, which signed an advertising contract with "Pujiang Daily".

I couldn't help it, and wiped my sweat for the 7 yuan a bottle of "Spring Thunder" high-grade shampoo.