The rise began in the seventies!

Chapter 31

"Oh, Zhaoge bought a watch"

"Hey, Director Han also bought one."

At the door of Han Jiaojiao's office, the old man who is the director of the publicity department was walking in the corridor.

When he saw the two people coming back, he was surprised to find the watches on their hands.

The reason why they are called the three major items is that they are not something that ordinary people can buy at ordinary times.

Even if an ordinary family wants to buy one, they will usually choose a day, a more appropriate time, such as getting married, or moving to a new house, and then they will grit their teeth and buy it.

In his impression, Ye Zhao didn't seem to have these things recently.

So he was very surprised.

"Aren’t these the three major items? You have to buy them sooner or later."

"I just happened to meet Master Han buying"

"I thought I would just grit my teeth and buy it."

Ye Zhao said with a smile.

Han Jiaojiao quietly rolled her eyes at Ye Zhao.

After all, there were outsiders present, so she would not interrupt Ye Zhao.

The old director, however, showed an understanding look.

Others might say that they had no money, and he believed it.

But he did not quite believe Ye Zhao.

After all, gifts are not ambiguous.

The key is the factory director's attitude towards Ye Zhao.

Although the old director is old, it's just that his eyes can't see clearly and his ears are not sensitive enough.

It doesn't mean he is a fool.

Those who can reach this position have a clever mind.

But he will definitely not deliberately say it.

Why offend Ye Zhao for no reason?

And it may also offend the current factory director.

He only understands one thing.

Ye Zhao's gift determines the factory director's attitude.

"That makes sense, that's exactly what happened."

The old director nodded, looking like he agreed.

"At your age, you should also consider your wife."

"It is indeed appropriate to buy it now"

""A good-looking man, a good-looking man."

The old director said as he walked, shaking his head.

He had nothing to say about Han Jiaojiao.

Now Han Jiaojiao was the deputy director.

Her salary had also increased a lot.

It was already more than 80 yuan a month.

There was nothing much to say about buying a watch.

After walking a few steps, the old director suddenly remembered something.

He turned around and looked at Ye Zhao and Han Jiaojiao.

There was a little doubt in his expression.

"Have you heard people shouting for help recently?"

……

In Han Jiaojiao's office,

Ye Zhao and Han Jiaojiao looked at each other. Both of them were a little embarrassed.

The old director's question just now was indeed a bit strange.

Of course, the two knew where the cry for help came from.

It was not easy to fool the old director away.

The old director returned to the office and looked like he was hallucinating.

"Ahem, you're going on a business trip again."

Han Jiaojiao pretended to be calm and found a topic to talk about.

"Well, we'll leave tomorrow morning."

Ye Zhao nodded.

"The old man often hears people shouting for help"

""Will someone really shout?"

Ye Zhao suddenly said again.

Han Jiaojiao's face suddenly turned red and she spat.

"Who knows? Maybe it was just hallucination."

"After all, he is old." Han Jiaojiao said.

This boy is getting more and more...

"I think so too."

Ye Zhao and she exchanged a glance.

The old director next door felt like he heard a cry for help again.

"I have to find time to go to the hospital."

……

Ye Zhao went to the countryside again.

As usual, he was carrying out his antique exchange business in an orderly manner.

It was a cycle of two to three months.

Every time he returned to Bingcheng, Ye Zhao would go to the Manchu Town.

The Manchu Town welcomed Ye Zhao.

They had a very good impression of Ye Zhao. They were very grateful for the meat that Ye Zhao had once distributed.

But in fact, the purpose of Ye Zhao's visit every time was always Ai Wanlin.

Ai Wanlin's dilapidated house had been renovated once.

The main reason was that the rules were getting stricter and stricter.

Ye Zhao couldn't stand out too much.

Especially in a place like this. Basically, Ai Wanlin's house was maintained in its original state.

Ye Zhao opened the gate of the yard very skillfully.

Ai Wanlin was feeding two chickens in the yard.

It's not that she didn't want to raise more.

Raising too many chickens was not allowed.

"You are here!"

Ai Wanlin saw Ye Zhao.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Ye Zhao nodded and put down the big and small bags in his hand.

Ai Wanlin took the packages very naturally.

"It's the end of the year again, and the New Year is coming soon."

Ye Zhao walked into the house.

At this time, Ai Wanlin brought Ye Zhao some hot tea.

Ye Zhao pulled Ai Wanlin over

"Every time I tell you not to do these things"

"You just can't stay here."

Ye Zhao shook his head.

Ai Wanlin was good in every way.

But she was too traditional in her bones.

The saying that the husband is the leader of the wife couldn't be better interpreted by Ye Zhao.

"You're back, so I have to dust you off."

Ai Wanlin blushed.

Although the things that should be done have already been done, she is not as carefree as Han Jiaojiao. She is still a little shy to be intimate with Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao couldn't persuade her, so he had to let her get up and get the duster. She whipped Ye Zhao a few times to remove the dust.

Ai Wanlin whispered to Ye Zhao about some things that happened in the village recently.

She also knew something about the Manchu town through Director Liu.

As long as it was something she had heard of, she talked to Ye Zhao about family matters without rushing or slowing down.

It was as if she wanted to share everything she had with Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao was not in a hurry and listened slowly.

Although someone kept nagging in his ears, his heart was more peaceful than ever before.

"After the New Year, I'll stay in the village."

"Don't run around."

Ye Zhao said.

Ai Wanlin's body trembled slightly, and she suddenly looked up at Ye Zhao.

Her eyes were like weeping and complaining, which made Ye Zhao look puzzled.