Reborn In The '80s

Xu Fan stopped taking small steps when he heard Sister Yun's voice, and pulled the empty foam box to his feet, then turned to look at Sister Yun, and said, "Auntie, do you call me? My name is Sanwazi, not Xiao Baby's."

Sister Yun burst out laughing instantly, seeing Xu Fan's cute little appearance, her voice became soft involuntarily, and said, "Oh, so you are called Sanwazi?"

Xu Fan went on to say, "Well, I'm still called Baobao, Xu Baobao."

"It's also called Xu Baobao. It sounds nice. It's a really nice name. So, where is the baby's father?"

"My father washes his hands and goes."

Look at this little nipple cavity, how charming it is.

Sister Yun's heart melted, and she followed Xu Fan's tone and said, "I washed my hands, where did I wash them?"

"In front." Xu Fan pointed forward with his little finger.

"Then take aunt to find him together?"

"Okay, you follow me."

Xu Fan pulled the foam box and walked forward.

Sister Yun followed behind with a smile.

Walk out of the office building and come to the faucet in the corner.

Xu Zhao was washing the oil off his face with soap, when he turned around and saw Sister Yun, he smiled and said hello, "Sister Yun, are you going out to do some business?"

Sister Yun smiled and said, "No, I came here specifically to find you."

"Looking for me?" Xu Zhao rubbed the foam on his hands, quickly rinsed it off under the tap, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sister Yun didn't go around and said directly: "About the popsicles, I want to order your popsicles in the name of the steel mill."

"Order my popsicle?"

"Correct."

"Sister Yun—" Xu Zhao finally couldn't hold back, showing an excited expression.

Sister Yun quickly said, "Young man, don't get your hopes up too much. You can talk to the section chief with me. Whether it will work or not depends on the section chief's opinion."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Yun."

"Don't thank me yet. It's not too late to thank me when things are done. If not, I'll try my best."

Xu Zhao said with a smile: "Sister Yun, don't say that, whether it will be successful or not, your help to me is worth my heart."

Sister Yun smiled: "You boy, you can really talk, let's go."

Xu Zhao followed Sister Yun to the section chief's office to discuss the popsicle, and left Xu Fan in Sister Yun's office to take care of the popsicle, and asked the office staff to help take a look at Xu Fan.

As a result, the entire office staff stared at Xu Fan's pretty face.

Xu Fan wanted to eat popsicles for them in the future, and immediately laid his whole body on the quilt on the foam box, and said, "This popsicle belongs to my father, and I can't eat it without paying for it."

Make everyone in the office laugh.

Several office workers became very playful and teased Xu Fan.

One asked: "Can I eat for money?"

Xu Fan replied: "Yes."

"How much is one?"

"Three cents." Xu Fan said, lying tightly on the small quilt.

The man asked again: "Three cents, I only have two cents, can you give me one?"

Xu Fan insisted: "No."

"why?"

"Not enough money."

The man took out his pocket and said, "Yeah, I have four cents, can I have four cents?"

Xu Fan still said, "No."

"Why can't it work?"

"Ice popsicles cost three cents each."

"I'll give you four cents, and you'll give me one."

"No!"

"..."

An office employee burst into laughter.

When Xu Zhao came over, he saw Xu Fan stretched out on the popsicle box, his crotch had a bigger tear, and he could even see his balls.

Xu Zhao sweated a little, and called, "Xu Fan."

Xu Fan turned his head to see Xu Zhao, his eyes sparkled, and he called, "Father."

"what are you doing?"

"They want to grab my popsicle!"

"...They are playing with you, let's go home."

Xu Zhao picked up Xu Fan and walked out of the office carrying the empty box.

Xu Fan turned his body down, leaned on Xu Zhao's shoulder, pointed to the foam box filled with popsicles in the office, and said loudly, "Dad! Popsicles, we can't forget our popsicles!"

There was an instant burst of laughter in the office.

Xu Zhao couldn't help but kissed Xu Fan's face.

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao puzzled.

Xu Zhao said, "They gave the money, and sold them the popsicles."

Xu Fan didn't speak anymore, and put his arms around Xu Zhao's neck obediently.

Xu Zhao held Xu Fan in one hand and a foam box in the other. Inside the foam box was a contract that he had just signed with the section chief. Thinking of it going so smoothly, compared to the staggered relationships in state-owned enterprises in the later period, today's state-owned enterprises still have a bit of strength, so he won the contract by relying on his ability to make popsicles.

The contract period is 30 days, 450 popsicles a day, three cents a pop, a total of 30.00 yuan, the steel mill paid 130% in advance, which is [-] five yuan down payment, and the balance is paid in installments.

At this time, Xu Zhao was holding 130 yuan in his hand, and his palms were sweating.

130 five yuan ah!

After Cui Qingfeng learned about it, he was shocked and speechless, staring straight at the wad of money on the table.

The fourth set of renminbi has not yet been issued in this era in the world. The largest denomination of renminbi is ten yuan, so 130 five yuan is thirteen pieces of ten yuan and one piece of five yuan. It is quite thick and looks very rich.

"130 five yuan?" Cui Qingfeng asked in disbelief.

At this time, Xu Zhao's mood had calmed down, and he said, "130 and five yuan."

"Signed the contract?"

"Signed the contract."

"We all have to deliver to the steel mill in the future?"

"Correct."

"A total of 450 yuan?"

"Yes."

450 dollars!

Cui Qingfeng has never seen so much money in his life, no, yes, his uncle can make so much money, but his uncle's money is his uncle's money, and the 450 yuan is earned by himself No, no, no, it was Xu Zhao who made the money, it was Xu Zhao, Xu Zhao was simply his god of luck, when Xu Zhao came, the speed at which he made money seemed to be rocketing upwards.

450 dollars!

450 dollars!

Cui Qing was so excited that he didn't know what to do. He hugged Xu Zhao to express his gratitude. After hugging him, he felt that something was wrong. He hugged Xu Zhao. After a flash of red, he quickly let go of Xu Zhao, ran out of the house looking for an excuse, and comforted his beating heart under the shade of a tree in front of the house, and when he was sure that he could face Xu Zhao, he walked home again, just in time to meet Xu Zhao and pull Xu Zhao. Where to come out.

Xu Zhao reached out and handed Cui Qingfeng 70 yuan.

"What are you doing?" Cui Qingfeng asked.

Xu Zhao said: "The money earned before will not be divided, and it will be regarded as costs. This is 130 yuan, and we will share it equally."

"Equal split is 67 yuan, why did I get [-] yuan?"

"Xu Fan and I had several meals here."

"That's what we invited you to eat."

"This is not a request."

"Just please."

"To do business in cooperation, Ding must be Ding Mao or Mao."

"..."

Cui Qingfeng found that Xu Zhao was getting hard, and it was really hard. He couldn't convince Xu Zhao at all, and finally accepted 70 yuan, and then asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I got the money, I'll buy two clothes for Xu Fan."

"I'll go with you."

"No, it's so hot, you can cool off at home."

"It's ok."

"It's really not necessary."

However, Cui Qingfeng followed Xu Zhao and Xu Fan to Yishang Street in the county town. In this era, China has just developed, and all walks of life are still at a low level, including clothes. Some people choose to buy cloth and go home to make their own clothes. Qinglun cloth, polyester cloth, khaki cloth, etc. Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng don't know how to make clothes, so they can only buy ready-made clothes.

But there are hardly any children's clothes in this era, so I finally found a store that sells children's clothes by the way. Cui Qingfeng thinks it looks good, Xu Zhao thinks it is average, but when it is worn by Xu Fan, it really... looks good and looks good on everything, an ordinary one Ordinary beige short sleeves, a pair of ordinary gray cotton silk trousers, the trouser legs just below Xu Fan's calf, Xu Fan's whole appearance has changed, very cute and very good-looking.

Xu Fan himself also loves to be beautiful, so he deliberately stood in front of a full-length mirror covered in dirt, tucked his short sleeves into his trouser pocket, looked at the back of his butt, there was no patch behind his butt, and then looked at his crotch, there was no exposed balls and chicks in the crotch The chicken finally smiled happily at the mirror and said, "Oh, I'm so pretty, I'm so pretty."

Xu Zhao: "..."

Cui Qingfeng: "..."

The shop owner wanted to sell the clothes, so he praised Xu Fan vigorously.

Xu Fan likes to be praised the most, so he shyly lay on Xu Zhao's lap.

Xu Zhao asked the shopkeeper, "Boss, how much is a set of clothes and a pair of shoes?"

The shopkeeper said, "Three yuan."

Cui Qingfeng immediately refused, and said, "Three yuan? No, it's too expensive, too expensive, two yuan."

The shopkeeper hurriedly argued: "Two yuan is too little, the clothes are made of good material, and the shoes are breathable and strong. I guarantee that you will wear them for three years without breaking."

Cui Qing: "That's too expensive. How much fabric is used for children's clothes? Two yuan, just two yuan."

"Two dollars and five."

"It's only two yuan and four, will you sell it?"

"I won't lose money on two yuan and four, let's go on two yuan and five, let's go on two yuan and five." The shopkeeper insisted.

Cui Qingfeng turned his head and said: "Come on, Sanwazi, take off your clothes, let's go to another house."

Originally, Cui Qingfeng wanted to blackmail the shop owner, but Xu Fan didn't cooperate at all. He hugged Xu Zhao's leg tightly and said, "I won't take it off."

Cui Qingfeng winked and said, "Take it off, take it off and let's go buy something nice."

Xu Fan insisted: "I won't take it off, the clothes look good."

The shopkeeper was amused.

Xu Zhao smiled and took out two yuan and handed it to the shopkeeper. When he found Xu Fan rubbing his forehead against his legs, he asked suspiciously, "Xu Fan, what's wrong?"

Xu Fan snorted and said, "Dad, tickle."

"Why does it itch? Let me take a look."

Xu Zhao knelt down and saw that Xu Fan's entire forehead was flushed red, and he was startled immediately.