Counterattack 1988

Chapter 84 Clothing Stand

Wang Lin also thought about it countless times, how would the relationship between himself and Zhou Porridge develop?
He's now stuck in a deadlock.

If he doesn't divorce Li Wenxiu, he and Zhou Porridge will have a relationship, which will not be recognized by the law, but will also be cast aside by the world!

However, he and Li Wenxiu cannot divorce now!

Li Wenxiu is willing to leave, but they cannot leave!

The most important procedure for divorce is that the two companies need to issue a letter of introduction before they can get divorced, but the letter of introduction is blocked by the Zhou family!

If the unit does not issue a letter of introduction, the marriage will be inseparable.

Unless both he and Li Wenxiu are willing to lose their current jobs and no longer be restricted by the Zhou family!

He didn't care, but Li Wenxiu would definitely not agree.

For Li Wenxiu, the job in the Shenfang Factory is not only a way to earn money, but also her honor as a social person and the guarantee for her to live a decent life in the world.

Once a person enters a state-owned enterprise, they regard the factory as their lifelong home and will not easily think about leaving.

Not to mention Li Wenxiu's huge dependence on the factory, even Wang Lin doesn't want to lose the benefits and convenience brought by Shenfang Factory for the time being.

This is a knot!
It is estimated that Zhou's family also understood Wang Lin's dilemma, so they dared to let Zhou Congee go back to work in the factory.

Hearing Zhou Xia's question, Wang Lin gave a wry smile and took a sip of the bitter coffee, but he couldn't feel the bitterness of the coffee.

"Let it be." Wang Lin replied.

Zhou Xia said: "Let me give you a piece of advice, you should stop it and don't let it mess you up."

Wang Lin was silent.

Zhou Xia said: "Okay, let's talk about this! Tomorrow I will go to Huating Road to meet you. Waiter, pay the bill."

The waiter came over: "Hello, the total consumption is 38 yuan."

Zhou Xia was taken aback: "Just two cups of coffee, 38 yuan?"

The waiter smiled: "Miss, the price of coffee is this price, we clearly mark the price, no one will deceive you."

Wang Lin took out forty yuan and handed it to the waiter, "I'll give you the rest as a tip."

"Thank you, sir!" The waiter bowed.

Zhou Xia picked up her bag, came out with Wang Lin, and said, "No wonder people say that the bourgeoisie are bad! Two cups of coffee cost 38! My monthly salary is enough to come here, and I'll buy you three coffees!"

Wang Lindao: "It's not that coffee is expensive, but that our income is too meager."

Zhou Xia blinked: "It makes sense! Is this Wang's theory of relativity?"

Wang Lin laughed.

Back home, Wang Lin felt inexplicably irritable. He saw that Li Wenxiu was off work and was cooking.

He walked up behind her and asked, "Has Zhou Congee returned to work in the factory?"

"How do I know?" Li Wenxiu glanced at him, "I'm a small section chief, how do I know about the personnel changes at the top?"

"Hehe! I don't believe it, you don't know? Why haven't you told me?"

"That's a novelty!" Li Wenxiu said while washing the rice after measuring the rice, "You're questioning me? That's unreasonable! You should question Assistant Zhou! Why didn't she notify you when she came back to work?"

In one sentence, Wang Lin was speechless.

Li Wenxiu said: "He went back to work in the factory, but he didn't want to talk to you, didn't want to tell you, what's the use of getting mad at me? Can I control you? Or can I control her?"

It was off-duty time, and there were many people cooking in the corridor, and every household was playing a symphony of pots and pans.

Aunt Chen next door smiled cheerfully at Wang Lin while cooking, "Wang Lin, have you made a lot of money recently?"

Wang Lindao: "Aunt Chen, how could I have made a fortune? Don't listen to other people's nonsense! If I really made a fortune, I would have moved out of this building a long time ago!"

"Hey, don't lie to me. I saw that you bought a 21-inch color TV and added a big sofa in your home! Even the living room is full!"

"Hahaha, how much money is this? This is the wages saved by my wife and I."

"Wang Lin, we all belong to the neighbors. Do you have a way to get rich? Take my family's Zhijun?" Aunt Chen smiled flatteringly.

Chen Zhijun is Aunt Chen's youngest son. After graduating from high school, he failed to enter the university and stayed at home all the time, doing nothing and doing nothing.

The Chen family has four children, three daughters and two sons. The other children are all married and established. Only this youngest son worries Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen the most.

Wang Lin and Chen Zhijun are considered to be the same age, but they can't urinate in the same pot.

In the past, when Wang Lin was wandering the streets, he couldn't hang out with Chen Zhijun, let alone now.

At this moment, Aunt Chen asked Wang Lin to make a fortune with Chen Zhijun, but Wang Lin did not agree.

Li Wenxiu cooked the dishes and brought them into the house.

Wang Lin also went in.

Aunt Chen and Aunt Zhao chatted faintly from outside the house: "Wang Lin and his lover have been married for so long, but they still haven't seen pregnancy. Could it be a hen who can't lay eggs?"

"Hehehe!" The two laughed unscrupulously while gossiping.

Hearing this, Wang Lin couldn't help but frowned.

"Don't pay attention to them! I've heard this kind of talk a long time ago!" Seeing that he was going to go out to argue, Li Wenxiu quickly took his hand, "The people living in this building are originally small citizens, and they like to talk about the family's short stories. !"

Wang Lindao: "Can you bear this?"

Li Wenxiu said: "Arguing with them? Getting red in the face? Or fighting? What's the benefit?"

Wang Lin closed the door and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's eat!"

The next day was Sunday.

Wang Lin was too lazy to sleep in. When he woke up, he checked the time. It was already eight o'clock in the morning.

He quickly got up and came out, and seeing that there was no one at home, he knew that the three of them had gone to set up a stall.

Wang Lin went downstairs, ate a bowl of noodles, and rode his car to Huating Road.

Li Wenxiu set up the booth early, and the three of them were busy.

Wang Lin walked over and asked, "When did Deng Dabao's goods arrive?"

"It will be delivered before six o'clock." Li Wenxiu was busy arranging her skirt.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I called you, you were in a deep sleep."

"What about that product? Why didn't you see it at home?"

"There are 50 boxes of Moutai you bought piled up at home. How can there be so much space to put skirts? I rented a small house on Huating Road yesterday as a warehouse. I put the skirts here directly, so I won't have to come back later. move."

"Smart!" Wang Lin looked at the booth she rented, and smiled, "This location is also good, just at the intersection. Is it open?"

"Sold three pieces."

"How much did you sell it for?"

"I asked for 25 yuan, and they all paid back a little bit, and sold it for [-] yuan."

"Can it be sold at such a high price?" Wang Lin was very surprised.

"I didn't even think about it. I just wanted to try it. Besides, people have to bargain, right? When I go shopping, I like to bargain, and if I bargain, I will cut it in half, so I only asked for 30 yuan!" Li Wenxiu said. Open the bag of the skirt and take out the skirt.

She brought over the drying rack at home and hung the skirts all over the rack.

The three of them, Li Wenxiu, were also wearing this trendy skirt, like three living advertisements, all of which were gorgeous and eye-catching.

"I made an agreement with Comrade Deng Dabao that the rest of the payment will be settled in one month. He said he can trust you, so he agreed." Li Wenxiu said, "Your reputation is quite good."

Wang Lin smiled faintly.

Li Wenxiu said: "When I get back the funds, I will return them to you, and you can go to settle the bill with him when the time comes."

"I know!" Wang Lin replied, and stood by to watch them sell their goods.

Li Wenxiu said, "Aren't you going to Xinhua Bookstore?"

"Don't worry." Wang Lin looked at his watch.

(End of this chapter)