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Chapter 438 Gift giving is a science!

At night, when the children fell asleep, the grandparents chatted quietly.

"Old Sun, the Second Super League is only 16 years old this year, how dare you hand over so much money to him~" Sun's mother was a little worried.

Grandfather heard the words and said proudly:

"Er Chao, don't look at his young age, but what he said convinced you. Whether our Sun family can turn around in the future will probably depend on this kid~"

"I really can't help but spend this money. I have worked so hard to save it for more than ten years, and I lost so much at once~" Grandma still felt a little distressed.

"Okay, don't think about money anymore, it's all outside the body, as long as the child can live well, no matter how much money you spend, it's worth it~" Grandfather comforted
Grandmother nodded, and then suggested to her husband:
"Boss, when Dawei and Xiaoli leave, prepare some food stamps and money for them. We can survive here no matter what, and the countryside will definitely not have enough to eat~"

"Listen to you~" grandpa sighed.

What the couple didn't know was that Sun Xiaoli hadn't fallen asleep. When she heard what her mother said, she burst into tears and covered her head under the quilt in order not to make a sound.

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Early the next morning, Sun Chanchao finished his breakfast, and under the eager eyes of his family, he left home arrogantly and vigorously.

I took the bus and came directly to a family home, but I didn't go in directly. Instead, I planned to go to a nearby supply and marketing agency to buy something.

Because it was relatively close, Sun Chanchao arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative within a few minutes of walking.

Going inside, I saw a few salesmen inside, some of them were reading newspapers, some of them were eating melon seeds, some were even chatting together, and they didn't even pay attention to the customers who came in, they looked very arrogant.

After looking around, Sun Chanchao didn't know what to buy, because it's winter now, so don't think about fruits, even if they are available, they are in short supply, and they won't be sold in supply and marketing cooperatives at all.

At this time, the salesman who was eating melon seeds also noticed Sun Chanchao.

He straightened his eyes sideways, and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing, do you want to buy something, or if you can't afford it, go away~"

Seeing this, Sun Chanchao took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Hi comrade, help me get two catties of sugar, one catty of peanuts, two bottles of Xifeng wine..."

The salesperson didn't pick up the item immediately after hearing it, but looked up and down Sun Chanchao with suspicious eyes, as if saying that you are so poor, can you afford it?
Sun Chanchao didn't care either. He had already experienced the bullishness of the supply and marketing cooperatives before, and there was even a slogan hanging in the most conspicuous place: Do not beat or scold customers without reason.

Moreover, the supply and marketing cooperative is a very good unit. The salesmen who can work here are not easy, and they are definitely not something they can afford.

So pretending to be from his pocket, but actually from space, he handed over sugar tickets, non-staple food tickets, wine tickets, etc., plus money.

This time, the salesperson with high hands and low eyes opened her mouth wide open. She really didn't expect that this young man, who was not well dressed and looked young, would be able to come up with so many tickets and money.

Shocked, he no longer underestimated him, in case this was a relative of a leading family, so he hurried to help get things.

In the end, under the envious eyes of everyone, Sun Chanchao came directly to the district family courtyard with many things that seemed very expensive now.

When I got to the door, I thought about it, and turned my head to the security booth on the side. After entering, I saw an old man in his 50s reading a newspaper.

"Master, I'm here to find Director Wu, and I'm a classmate with his son~" Sun Chanchao finished speaking and took out a bag of big front doors.

I ordered one myself, and handed one to the janitor, and put the rest on the table.

Uncle Qin, the gatekeeper, naturally noticed it too, and nodded secretly, thinking that this kid would come to trouble, usually he is a big rooster of 1 cents, but he was reluctant to spend money on the big front door of 2 cents.

So she took a sip beautifully: "Boy, it's a coincidence that you came today. Just now, I saw that Director Wu just came home. You can go directly, his home is in xxxx!"

Uncle Qin didn't even ask Sun Chanchao what he was doing here, with so many things in his hands, isn't this the lice on the bald man's head?

After that, Sun Chanchao didn't leave directly, but chatted with the janitor while smoking a cigarette, to see if he could get some useful information.

His eyes are still rather sly, and he can tell at a glance that Uncle Qin has a gunshot wound on his palm.

So he said flatteringly: "Master, looking at your spirit, you should have been a soldier and beat up little devils~"

This sentence was enough to scratch Uncle Qin's itch. He raised his left hand and said very proudly:
"That's necessary. I think back then I beat devils in Jiaodong, and later I went to Northeast to fight bald. If it wasn't for the injury on my hand, and the loss of being uneducated, I wouldn't be here to watch the door~"

Sun Chanchao climbed up the pole with a very surprised expression: "Master, I didn't expect you to be from Shandong as well."

"It's such a coincidence. I'm also from Shandong, from Wendeng. We are all fellow villagers. Back then, my dad couldn't survive at home, so we came here~"

When Uncle Qin heard this, he became even more enthusiastic, because his hometown is in the county next to Wendeng, which is an old acquaintance from another place. Then he took the initiative to introduce Director Wu's situation like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.

"Thank you so much, sir, since we are fellow villagers, you can also keep smoking this~"

Sun Chanchao took another whole package of the big front door from his pocket and handed it over, the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, and there is nothing wrong with making a good relationship.

Uncle Qin waited for Sun Chachao to leave, and carefully hid the cigarettes. This must not be seen by his wife, otherwise he should say that he is a prodigal.

At the same time, he said to himself with emotion: "This kid will definitely be a character in the future~"

Here, Sun Chanchao followed the address given by Uncle Qin just now, and went directly to the door of Wu Guoqiang, the deputy director of the District (Revolutionary) Committee, and knocked on the door. After all, he was the second in command in the district and lived in a rare unit building. .

Today, Wu Guoqiang was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper because of social engagements in the afternoon, when he heard a knock on the door.

He directed to his son in the bedroom and said, "Xiaofan, hurry up and open the door~"

"Understood~" Wu Pingfan answered and walked out of the bedroom directly, but he was fatter and walked a little slower.

After opening the door, he saw the surprise on the person's face: "Catch up?"

"Come in~" After Wu Pingfan came back to his senses, he also welcomed people in for the sake of helping him before.

"Are you~" Wu Guoqiang on the sofa asked with a frown, seeing that he didn't know the person coming.

Before Sun Chanchao could speak, Wu Pingfan on the side directly introduced him: "Dad, don't you remember? This is Sun Chanchao, my junior high school classmate. We had the best relationship a few years ago~"

Although Wu Guoqiang still didn't think of it when he heard the words, he said politely:
"Look at Uncle's memory, since he is Xiaofan's classmate, then don't leave, stay at home for dinner~"

After speaking, he continued to look at the newspaper in his hand. Even if Sun Chanchao was holding white sugar and peanuts in his hand, it didn't deserve too much attention.

Sun Chanchao was not surprised when he saw this, and he was reluctant to let the child not be caught by the wolf, so he took out the bicycle ticket he got before from his pocket.

Gritting his teeth, he handed it over directly: "Brother Fan, this is for you~"

Wu Pingfan looked at the bicycle ticket in his hand in a daze: "Catch up, what are you doing?"

Sun Chanchao deliberately raised his voice and said: "Brother Fan, don't you go to work in the tractor factory? I thought it would be inconvenient if you don't have a bicycle. I just happen to have a bicycle ticket at home, so I won't send it to you~ "

At this moment, Wu Guoqiang, who was on the side, couldn't help but look sideways at him. Although it didn't take much effort to get a bicycle ticket from his current position, it wasn't easy to take it out. Where did this young man get it? ?
(End of this chapter)