Rebirth at Seventy: Counterattack on Life

In the corner, there were several cardboard boxes with some scattered things inside.

"Those are defective products. You can take a look at them if they are cheaper."

Cousin Qiao saw Zhou Jinxin's eyes and said reluctantly.

The reason for the reluctance is that although these things are said to be defective products, everyone is rushing to get them.

Because the price is cheap.

And it does not affect the use.

These things are generally digested internally by them, and outsiders cannot buy them.

Sure enough, when everyone heard what she said, they quickly walked over.

Zhou Jinxin picked up a pencil. There were flowers printed on the pen barrel. There should be an eraser on the back, but at this time there was only a single circle left, and the eraser was nowhere to be found.

"If the eraser on the back of this pen falls off, it won't affect anything. If you want to buy it, you can just pay five cents for these."

Cousin Qiao glanced at Zhou Jin's new work clothes, then rummaged through the box and found about a dozen pencils, some with patterns and some without patterns, some with erasers falling off and some with smeared paint. These are all non-issues.

"That's great, thank you, cousin Xiao Qiao."

Zhou Jinxin took the pencil with a smile and thanked him.

At first glance, these are some of the faults that can be found out by nitpicking, and they should be reserved for people who want to buy them.

This was a favor to her, and she knew it.

"Oh, this cloth is twill."

Secretary Yang found a roll of dark gray twill cloth on the iron shelf on one side and held it in his hand like a treasure.

"No, this cloth is really good. Cousin, do you have any more?"

Secretary Xiao Qiao also ran over and touched the fabric in Secretary Yang's hand, feeling very curious.

"There are still a few pieces left, but this cloth is not cheap."

Xiao Qiao's cousin took out a few more pieces of fabric from the cabinet next to her and handed them over.

"What price?"

Secretary Yang quickly took it over and asked.

She was married and had a large family. She wanted to buy some cloth and make new clothes for the elderly and children in her family to wear during the New Year.

"The color of this cloth is a little uneven, so I took it out to prepare for processing. If you have a cloth ticket, it will cost [-] cents per foot."

Forty cents, it is estimated that an adult would need about seven feet to make clothes, which is 25 yuan. For four old people plus his wife, and three children, it would be estimated to be [-] yuan.

This much money is more than half a month's salary.

And she didn't save so many cloth tickets. If she didn't use cloth tickets, it would probably be more expensive.

Secretary Yang was a little reluctant to give up, and thought about how much it would cost to do it for the elderly and children instead of doing it himself.

Xiao Qiao's cousin also looked at the cloth with curiosity. She also wanted to buy it, but unfortunately, there were not many cloth tickets left. If there were no cloth tickets, the manager said the price would be doubled.

She can't bear it.

Things that originally cost [-] cents are actually sold for [-] cents. Who can buy them?

"What if you don't have any cloth tickets?"

Zhou Jinxin held a piece of light gray cloth, which felt very thick. It was too hot to wear now, but now that I bought it last autumn, I could almost wear it.

"If you don't have a cloth ticket, it's eighty cents."

Cousin Xiao Qiao said directly.

When Secretary Yang heard this, he quickly put down the cloth.

It's too expensive, I can't bear it.

The clothes are a bit old, but still wearable.

Zhou Jinxin thought about it for a while.

For my family of seven, it’s nearly 40 yuan.

She shook her head too.

She didn't think this thing was expensive, but it would cost most of her property.

And, the most terrifying thing is that after she comes home, her mother will slap her with a big shoe sole.

After picking and choosing, Zhou Jin bought a thermos with misaligned prints, half a pound of sugar, soap, and the pencils he had picked up before, all for a total of more than ten yuan.

Zhou Jinxin touched the remaining money in his pocket distressedly.

It is easy to spend money but difficult to earn money.

I don’t know if the newspaper has received the manuscript I sent yesterday, and whether it can be published.

When Zhou Jinxin came out carrying his things, he didn't forget to thank Secretary Xiao Qiao.

"Secretary Xiao Qiao, I have to thank you today. If you hadn't brought them, how could we have bought so many good things."

Zhou Jinxin thanked him politely, with a smile on his face and shook what he was carrying.

These things are at least two or three dollars cheaper than buying them over the counter.

Besides…

She looked at the already crowded supply and marketing cooperative.

Where can I squeeze in?

"Yes, Secretary Qiao, today I bought the shirt I wanted to buy for a long time, and it was a lot cheaper, thanks to you.

When our factory has something to process, I will take you there too. "

Secretary Zhu touched the shirt in his hand. It felt better than what he was wearing, and it must look good.

"That's good. Your non-staple food factory is a big one. Don't forget to say hello to me when the time comes."

Secretary Yang responded with a smile.

"Do not worry."

Secretary Zhu said boldly.

"Then I'll go back first. This is my old office phone number. If you need anything, just call this number and ask them to greet me." Zhou Jinxin said.

"Previous office phone number? Have you changed positions?"

Sure enough, Secretary Qiao immediately caught the key points of Zhou Jin's news.

"Yes, Xiao Zhou, are you no longer a secretary in the office?"

Secretary Yang also asked.

Even Secretary Zhu stared at her in surprise.

"No, Duanli recently bought a typewriter. Because it is in English and no one in Duanli can speak it, the boss wanted me to work as a typist, so I moved to another office. I am the only one in that room, and I can't do it. I didn’t apply for a phone number, but it’s not far away anyway, so just call here and ask them for help.”

Zhou Jinxin said this deliberately.

The three of them are secretaries of a non-staple food factory, which is all about eating and drinking, so there are definitely some benefits.

The secretary of a county party committee office has great power and good popularity.

The remaining one is senior, knows everyone in every department, and has extensive contacts, so each one is really more effective than the last.

It is estimated that if it weren't for the fact that there were only four of them lesbians in the last meeting, and they were embarrassed to exclude themselves, they might not be able to bring themselves.

Therefore, she has to let everyone know that she is also useful.

"Xiao Zhou, do you know English?"

"Secretary Xiao Zhou, you have your own office."

"Secretary Zhou, are you going to be a typist?"

Sure enough, after Zhou Jinxin finished speaking, the three secretaries present all had their own questions.

"It's all arranged by the leader. I'm a secretary and typist, and I still have to learn English.

Then I'll go back first. Remember to call if you need anything. You're welcome. "

Zhou Jinxin deliberately wrote down his contact number on a piece of paper and gave it to them, and proactively asked for their phone number for future contact.

Song Zhengyang saw that her sister and her cousin had snatched several pieces of ready-made clothes in a short while. He looked at the door out of boredom. He just saw Comrade Xiao Zhou going to the side. There was also a woman who was peeping her head out. She didn't know what she was doing. Nothing would happen. Son.

At this moment, he saw Zhou Jinxin walking out carrying a bunch of things.

It turned out that he went through the back door to buy something.

At this young age, he knows how to take advantage of connections.

The corners of Song Zhengyang's mouth raised slightly.

Looking back at her sister and cousin.

Unlike these two fools, who obviously have something to do with each other but don't use it, so they have to squeeze in to buy it themselves, saying they want to experience the joy of shopping.