The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

In the props room of the Yanjing Song and Dance Troupe, Yang Zhilan was looking through today's newspapers out of boredom.

“my country’s first high-energy accelerator, the Yanjing Electron Positron Collider, successfully collided for the first time.”

"my country's self-developed missile nuclear submarine conducted an underwater launch rocket test in the East China Sea and achieved success."

The news in the newspaper did not arouse Yang Zhilan's interest at all.

She took a sip of water, stood up, and walked around the prop room twice. Looking at her still slender waist in the mirror, Yang Zhilan let out a long sigh.

She is 44 years old this year and is no longer young. She quit her job as a dancer a few years ago. For the sake of her father-in-law, the boss arranged her into a quiet prop room. She doesn’t have much work at ordinary times. Having tea and reading the newspaper is a good place to retire.

But Yang Zhilan is unwilling to give in. In recent years, the economic benefits of professional literary and art groups have become worse and worse. Many small song and dance troupes can no longer pay wages. They are song and dance troupes in the capital. Their economic situation is better than that of small places, but they are just Just a little, the measly 70 or [-] yuan she gets every month is not enough for Yang Zhilan to buy higher-end cosmetics.

Many actors in the troupe go out to work as actors and earn a lot of money. I heard that if they perform outside, they can earn almost as much as a year's salary.

Yang Zhilan looked jealous and asked for help, but she was already over 40 years old. Which acupuncture point would be willing to take an actress of such an age?

It was difficult for people to reject her directly, so they could only use her status as an excuse, "Sister Yang, stop teasing me. What level of cadre is your husband-in-law? If you show just a little finger, it will be enough for the rest of our lives." , you must never make such a joke with me again."

Whenever she heard such words, Yang Zhilan gritted her teeth in anger.

In the eyes of outsiders, with Su Qiancheng, a powerful husband, she should be rich and make money every day, but who can know her true financial situation.

Yang Zhilan often quarreled with her husband Su Sheng over this matter, complaining that her father-in-law was old-fashioned and refused to help them.

"Xiao Liu's father-in-law in the front building is a high-ranking official. He can draw Pan Yuan from Yan Steel just by writing a note, and he can earn tens of thousands by selling it on the market. It's not good for us to beg for food while guarding a golden mountain. Where can I go to reason?"

Whenever Yang Zhilan said such angry words, Su Sheng lowered his head and smoked without saying a word.

He knew that his wife was telling the truth. He was a father who valued principles more than his life and would never do anything to seek personal gain with power.

Nowadays, there is a dual-track system of market and planned economy. The bulk commodities in the plan are much cheaper than the market prices. Those who are capable can get the batch strips, pull the planned steel products from the steel mills, and sell them at high prices on the market. .

Su Sheng felt uncomfortable when he saw that many people around him who were not as good as him were getting rich thanks to their fathers, but he had no idea what to do.Because he knew that telling his father would be in vain and would have no practical effect other than being scolded.

At this time, Yang Zhilan would scold her husband as a coward, saying that she was blind to marry him.

"Just wait, I will find a foreign partner for Xiaojin, and we will go to a foreign country to enjoy life. You can stay here alone with your father!"

Just when Yang Zhilan was imagining that she and her daughter were living like rich people abroad, a shout from the corridor woke her up.

"Sister Yang, phone number."

"coming."

Yang Zhilan pushed open the door of the props room and hurried into the next room to answer the phone.

"Which one is it?"

"Sister-in-law, I am Lao Tian!"

Yang Zhilan's face darkened as soon as she heard the voice of Lao Tian. This Lao Tian was Su Sheng's friend and a man of little promise. He was a small boss in Yan Steel, "Old Tian, ​​did you dial the wrong number?" Got a goose? If you want to find Su Sheng, call his office directly."

Just as Yang Zhilan was about to hang up, she heard Lao Tian shouting: "Sister-in-law, don't hang up. I'm going to see you. There's something important."

"What important thing can you ask me for?" Yang Zhilan was annoyed by him.

"Sister-in-law, I really have something important to see you. In this way, in half an hour, you arrive at the door of your unit and I will pick you up. Let's go to the Great Wall Hotel to eat Western food."

Hearing the words Great Wall Hotel and Western food, Yang Zhilan's heart skipped a beat, "Old Tian, ​​are you kidding me? Great Wall Hotel, how expensive is that? Do you have money?"

"Sister-in-law, I'm not paying for it, someone wants to treat you."

Yang Zhilan was a dancer by background. In addition to her love of beauty, she was also greedy for vanity and liked the decadent lifestyle of the foreign bourgeoisie. Therefore, the Western food at the Great Wall Hotel was extremely tempting to her.

As the first foreign-related hotel in Yanjing, the Great Wall Hotel is definitely not a place that ordinary people can afford. It is also a place that Yang Zhilan dreams of going to.

Yang Zhilan doubtfully returned to the prop room, put on simple makeup, calculated the time, went downstairs, and stood outside the entrance of the song and dance troupe to wait.

Soon, a black Blue Bird car stopped in front of him, and the passenger window rolled down, revealing Lao Tian's unremarkable face.

"Sister-in-law!" Lao Tian got out of the car, and Ran Aoi got off with him.

"Sister-in-law, let me introduce to you. This is Ms. Ran Aoi from Sato Co., Ltd. in Higashikata. Ms. Aoi really wants to meet you, sister-in-law. Let's get in the car! It's too cold outside."

Yang Zhilan looked at the Blue Bird car and noticed that the license plate was black, so she believed Lao Tian's words.

These days, cars with black stickers for photos are generally owned by foreign-funded companies.

After Yang shook hands with Ran Aoi and exchanged greetings with great expectation, he got into the car.

The Blue Bird car quickly drove to the Great Wall Hotel, where Aoi treated her and Lao Tian to a Western meal.

Although it was just a simple steak pasta, Yang Zhilan was very satisfied.

For a vain woman like her, even eating a piece of dry bread in such a foreign-related restaurant is a symbol of identity and status.

After eating, Aoi took out a beautifully packaged bag and pushed it in front of Yang Zhilan, "Mrs. Su, this is the most famous cosmetics brand in our country, called Shiseido. When we meet for the first time, a small gift is not disrespectful. , I also ask Mrs. Su to accept it."

Yang Zhilan had never heard of Shiseido, but with such a beautiful packaging, it looked like a high-end product.

"Miss Aoi, why are you so embarrassed? How can I accept your gift when we just met?" Yang Zhilan said this, but her eyes were already stuck on the cosmetics bag and she could no longer pull it out.

"Mrs. Su, please don't be polite. This is a special order from our president. I wonder if Mrs. Su is satisfied with today's lunch? Our president would very much like to treat you to a cup of coffee. Is Mrs. Su free?"

"Yes, our unit is very relaxed and there's nothing going on. I don't have to go back to work in the afternoon." Yang Zhilan agreed.She also saw that the Dongsang people must be asking her for something, otherwise why would they invite her to dinner and give her gifts.

"Mrs. Su, please come with me!" Aoi Lan stood up and took Yang Zhilan to the coffee shop in the hotel.

Chuichiro Sato had been waiting here for a long time. After a few brief chats, Chuichiro Sato realized that Yang Zhilan was a very materialistic woman and she was the best breakthrough.

Chuichiro Sato stopped talking nonsense and told Yang Zhilan directly, "Mrs. Su, as long as you can help me convince the leaders of Lesteel to cancel the public bidding and hand over the wire project to Sato Co., Ltd., I will give you this number. "

Chuichiro Sato held out two fingers.

Yang Zhilan's eyes lit up and she asked tentatively, "Twenty thousand?"

Chuichiro Sato smiled and shook his head, "Mrs. Su, you underestimate the sincerity of our Sato Co., Ltd. As long as you help me complete this matter, the 20 yuan will be cashed immediately."

Yang Zhilan almost screamed.

20, she had never seen so much money in her life.