Earn tens of billions in the era after binding the sycophant system

Chapter 6
He came in from the outside, and stood at the door against the light, blocking all the light, and couldn't see his face clearly, but felt a fierce aura pressing towards the room wave after wave, as if it were real.

Following his line of sight, Xu Zishan saw a young man walking out of the waiting room next to a middle-aged man.

When the young man walked to the door, the man turned sideways to make room for them, met the young man's eyes, and the young man still walked out next to the middle-aged man.

The man was about to leave calmly after a few seconds, but the moment he turned around, the light outside shone on his face, and Xu Zishan recognized him at first sight.

This man was the man she saw first when she woke up in the hospital.

What does he do?cadre?

Not like!Even if he was wearing a white shirt, he couldn't wear a refined and gentle demeanor. Instead, he looked like a wild beast trapped in a cage, and the wildness that wanted to break through the cage would burst out in minutes.

Xu Zishan's scrutinizing eyes were too focused and straightforward, he quickly noticed Xu Zishan, his eyelids drooped, as if he glanced at her unintentionally, turned around and left.

Xu Zishan thought of the big shirt in his space, and quickly chased after it.

"Comrade, excuse me." She smiled very politely, "Excuse me, what were you doing at Ruixin Hospital on the 26th? Did you leave anything behind?"

May 5 was the first day she wore it.

She thought the big shirt suited his figure.

Han Xinghui glanced at her twice, knowing that she was confirming whether he saved her.

"I'm not in Baodu on the 26th." He denied it calmly, "Why are you asking this?"

She was one meter away from him, and the irresistible hormonal breath on his body was like a thick fog that quickly dispersed, surrounding her all at once.

Probably because of running in the sun, beads of sweat hung on his face, flowing down his cheeks like a stream, and a special smell of sweat glands lingered at the tip of her nose.

Xu Zishan met his deep eyes, feeling a little guilty.

"Have we met?" Han Xinghui asked.

"I'm really sorry, maybe I remembered it wrong." He didn't admit it, maybe he made a mistake.

So, whose shirt is that?

The ticket inspector was holding a loudspeaker and yelling, "Ticket inspection for those going to Xipu Town has started." She hurriedly lined up to get on the bus.

Han Xinghui saw her enter the ticket gate, turned around and left.

Back to the compound by bicycle, his father Han Chongjin was not at home, the guard Xiaoyu happily helped him support his bicycle and said, "Gong Han will be back tomorrow."

Han Xinghui said in his heart, I will leave tonight!
"Third brother, look at your muddy feet, my new carpet!" Cheng Yanqiu looked at two foot-long muddy footprints on the brand-new carpet, and pushed him to change his shoes before coming in distressedly.

Han Xinghui threw off his Jiefang shoes, his big feet were bare, he put on the big slippers brought by Cheng Yanqiu, stepped on the outside of the shoes with half of his heels, went in again, and sat down on the sofa chair.

"Didn't you say you would go back the day before yesterday?" Cheng Yanqiu looked at her youngest son, both happy and surprised.

Han Xinghui didn't say why he didn't go back, he just said to Cheng Yanqiu: "Mom, give me some tickets."

"What kind of tickets do you want? How much do you want?" Cheng Yanqiu said as he took out a leather bag with many layers, and each layer contained tickets of different types and denominations.

The superiority of the Han family is unimaginable to the Xu family.

The Han family's residence is a three-story independent building, like a garden house, and there are several guards outside to protect it.

Han Chongjin's monthly salary, allowances, and bonuses add up to about 500 yuan, all kinds of tickets are enough, and his son does not need family subsidies.

Han Xinghui seldom came back. Today, when he asked for something, Cheng Yanqiu immediately took out the wallet and handed it to him without counting: "Do you see if these are enough?"

Han Xinghui counted more than 5000 yuan in cash, more than 300 catties of national food stamps, and more than 30 feet of cloth stamps.

"Why do we have so many cloth tickets?"

Cloth tickets are different from stamps and money. There is a time limit, and they will be invalid when they expire. Even if Han Chongjin is a key scientific researcher, it is impossible to issue 30 zhang cloth tickets a year.

Cheng Yanqiu said that the clothes in the past were still very new and strong, and there was no need to buy new clothes. If the cloth tickets were not needed, they would be lent to others, and the others would return the newest ones for the next year. So many.

Meat tickets, pastry tickets, and various purchase tickets, etc., were all from the city of Baodu. Han Xinghui thought about it and took some of them.

Cheng Yanqiu was surprised to see him take so much: "What are you doing with so much?"

"It's difficult in the village, help others."

It is very difficult in the countryside. Each person is only allocated three or four feet of cloth tickets a year, and two people add up to make one piece of clothing.

"Don't be too generous, others will misunderstand that we are special." Cheng Yanqiu told him, "I made some clothes for you, take them with you, don't be sloppy all day long."

Han Xinghui hummed nonchalantly, he's a fisherman, what is he doing in such good clothes?Only when you work barebacked can you work neatly.

I searched my wallet for a while, but I didn't see a bicycle ticket. It's normal that my family doesn't have one. The old man has a special car, so he doesn't need a bicycle at home.

Cheng Yanqiu didn't know that he planned to leave immediately in his heart, and said happily: "Xinghui, you go back and discuss with the old lady, come back to Baodu City."

"Besides, I don't want to see the old man."

"You two, alas, are too stubborn to give in."

In the past 10 years, Han Xinghui has come back a number of times that he can count on one hand. When he left, he was not much taller than her, and now he is 1.9 meters tall.

Cheng Yanqiu thought of his unspeakable worry and distress when he was fishing at sea, and persuaded him, "Your father knows you are filial, but he just refuses to admit defeat."

"Okay, mom, I'm leaving. Han Jin will come up to deliver the fish in a few days, and you can ask Xiaoyu to pick it up." Han Xinghui listened quietly to his mother, and he didn't interrupt. The cigarette is also finished, and I stand up and leave.

Han Xinghui knew that his father loved to eat small-eyed hairtail from the East China Sea, so he would send up a batch from time to time, all of which he caught with his own hands, large hairtails that were more than four fingers wide.

It is said that the old lady asked to give it to Cheng Yanqiu and his sister-in-law, but he actually gave it to Han Chongjin to satisfy his greed.

Cheng Yanqiu couldn't stop him, looking at his son's long eyelashes covering his deep eyes, he felt a little anxious. He was 26 years old and hadn't decided on a partner yet, so he went straight to the bachelor.

"Xinghui, Fang Shuying was assigned to a newspaper office after graduation, and she hasn't settled on a date so far. I think what she means is that she still misses you."

"There are so many women who miss me, why am I so rare!"

"Are there any leftovers? Don't you know I'm in a hurry?"

"Marriage is free now, don't think about getting married and making arrangements."

Cheng Yanqiu actually liked Fang Shuying very much from the bottom of her heart, she was beautiful and well-behaved, she was always attached to Han Xinghui when she was a child, and later Han Xinghui went to the countryside, Fang Shuying even asked to join the queue in Yancang Town.

Later, I don't know what the stubborn son did, Fang Shuying's family got a university recommendation spot, she went back to the city to go to university, and was assigned to work in a newspaper office, and the family came very rarely.

"Sister-in-law Xu's family came to contact you today, take a look..."

"Forget it!" Han Xinghui said indifferently, "Don't worry about it, do I look like I lack women?"

After saying this, Cheng Yanqiu had a headache again: "You..."

Han Xinghui stuffed the wallet into his trouser pocket, and said, "Mom, I'm going back, I'm going to make money and find a wife!"

(End of this chapter)