Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Seeing her like this, it was difficult for Aunt Xu to associate her with the cute little girl in her memory.

In Aunt Xu's diary, Feng Weiwei had a sweet mouth when she was a child, and always liked to chase after herself and call her Aunt Xu.

And she doesn't have a daughter herself, so she always likes to tease such a well-behaved and cute girl.

Either buy her a beautiful hairpin, or buy her her favorite snacks.

But after not seeing each other for a few years, Feng Weiwei changed her face.

She becomes strange and becomes megalomaniac.

She doesn't know her anymore.

Aunt Xu stared at her, and asked in a trembling voice, "Weiwei, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Who knows, Feng Weiwei smiled contemptuously at her: "Xu Jiaoyang, isn't what I said the truth?"

She sneered and said, "He Yongmin has worked in the city's third bureau all his life, let alone climbed up, and now he hasn't even got a director. How could my dad have such a useless friend like him? I feel ashamed to say it .”

Aunt Xu was shaking with anger.

——She actually called herself and He Yongmin by their first names!
"Feng Weiwei, that's what Feng Aimin taught you!"

"Please show some respect." Feng Weiwei snorted coldly, "Did you call Feng Aimin? My dad is the head of the Beijing Justice Department. Is it comparable to you little people like you!"

"As long as I call, believe it or not, you don't even have to be a policeman."

He Yongmin was angry.

"I'll call your father right now and see how he brought up such a disrespectful daughter like you!"

He was mad at Feng Weiwei.

He Yongmin has been a policeman for more than 20 years. Over the years, he also wants to climb up.

However, if you want to climb up, you can't just go up if you want to.

Not only the relationship, but also the number of years of work, and most importantly, the respect of the boss.

His working years are enough, but it doesn't matter, even if he has the respect of his boss, he can only resign himself to his fate.

It can be said that for these years, not being promoted has always been a pain in his heart, but Feng Weiwei revealed this matter in front of so many outsiders, and didn't care about his face at all.

"He Yongmin, can you stop being so naive? You fight like a child, and if you lose, go back to your parents?"

Feng Weiwei's words completely stunned He Yongmin.

Aunt Xu wanted to say something more, but He Yongmin suppressed his anger, took her hand and walked home: "Go, let's go back."

Ling Yue was worried that He Yongmin would not be able to take it anymore, so she took a look at Feng Weiwei who was arrogant, and followed quickly.

"Uncle He, don't pay too much attention to it, she's just talking nonsense."

Back home, He Yongmin retreated into the sofa decadently.

He said weakly, "Sit down."

Seeing He Yongmin's appearance, Ling Yue felt very sorry, and quickly said: "Uncle He, I'm sorry, I'm all to blame for this, if it wasn't for me..."

"I don't blame you." He Yongmin waved his hand at her, "The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. Besides, she is just an ignorant child."

She is still a child...

This sentence really applies everywhere.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not capable enough to help you with this."

Hearing what He Yongmin said, how could Ling Yue not know that he was issuing an order to evict guests.

She immediately stood up straight and said, "Uncle He, don't think too much about it."

She said to Aunt Xu again: "Auntie, I'm sorry, we didn't know it would be like this."

Aunt Xu sighed long and waved her hand.

The three of Ling Yue had no choice but to back out. Before leaving, she took a special look at Feng Weiwei's house.

The door of the house was closed, but the lights were on inside.

"What's going on with this Feng Weiwei, why does he speak so nonchalantly?"

Wang Zhaoyang said indignantly, "Uncle He and Aunt Xu are such good people, she almost pointed at them and scolded them."

In contrast, she said that Ling Xiaohua was a village girl and a bumpkin, which was enough to give them face.

Ling Yue gritted her teeth and asked, "Zhaoyang, how old are you this year?"

"Aren't you asking the question without knowing it? You'll be 29 in the next year."

"Are you interested in taking the civil servant exam?"

Wang Zhaoyang has a diploma. If he has been working as a technician in a machinery factory all year round, he really has no future.

But what happened today made Ling Yue understand a little bit.

If you don't have a background, you will be looked down upon wherever you are.

I don't know how many people envy He Yongmin's status as a police officer in the Third Bureau of the city.

But in Feng Weiwei's eyes, it was not worth mentioning at all.

She was just a child of a high-ranking official's family, and she could be so defiant when she grew up in the place where she grew up.

"Civil servant? You mean..."

Wang Zhaoyang was taken aback by her thought.

He really couldn't figure it out, if she wanted to suspend her job without pay, but she wanted to take the civil service exam by herself, then he might as well retire in the machinery factory.

"I just said it casually, don't take it seriously."

When the three of them came to the door of the third store, Ling Qingfeng took out the key and opened the door, "Sister, you should go back early."

Ling Yue seldom came to the third store. Since she came here today, she also wanted to see how many goods were still there.

"No hurry, I'll take a look first."

Walking into the store, Ling Qingfeng turned on all the lights.

With the help of the soft light, Ling Yue wandered around, and said to him very satisfied: "Qingfeng, it seems that you have spent a lot of time."

The store is clean and tidy, and the clothes are well arranged.

It can be seen that Ling Qingfeng is managing the store with great care.

"This is the guy we depend on for survival. If I don't use dim sum and make a mess like Cheng Xiaoming, then customers won't have a sense of experience when they come in."

These words suit Ling Yue's taste.

She nodded with satisfaction: "Okay then, you go to bed earlier, your brother-in-law and I are going back."

On the way back, Ling Yue continued the topic just now: "Zhaoyang, I know it would be awkward for you to take the civil servant exam, we have to be mentally prepared, if one day, Feng Weiwei uses his and her father's rights to give the place in Qingpu City Officials put pressure, what shall we do then?"

Wang Zhaoyang frowned: "But you can't say what you say is what you say, I'm not even mentally prepared for it."

"I know, but I'm also doing it for our own good."

Ling Yue sighed: "If I was not illiterate, I would definitely go this way."

Now "national food" is more important than a stable job.

It's just that she is illiterate. Even if someone teaches her to read and write every night, as long as she doesn't take the college entrance examination, she is completely illiterate.

But Wang Zhaoyang is different.

He is a college student himself, and he has a good job.

Although he has applied for a suspension without pay, it is still convenient for him to take the exam.

"Are you afraid of Feng Weiwei?"

"She is so arrogant, we have to be prepared."

Ling Yue readily admitted.

Feng Weiwei's father was a Beijing official, but she didn't even look down on Uncle He. How could she have such courage?

If her father was just a small local official, how would she dare to speak so loudly in front of Uncle He.

Wang Zhaoyang looked at her and said, "Okay, I understand what you mean, and I will consider it."