Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs

Xu Fan stopped small steps when he heard Sister Yun's voice, and pulled the empty foam box to his feet. Then he turned to look at Sister Yun and said, "Auntie, are you calling me? My name is Sanwazi, not Xiaoxiao. baby."

Sister Yun laughed out loud, looking at Xu Fan's cute little appearance, her voice involuntarily became gentle, and said, "Oh, so your name is Sanwazi?"

Xu Fan continued, "Well, my name is Bao Bao, Xu Bao Bao."

"It's also called Baby Xu, it sounds nice, that's a nice name, then, where's the baby's father?"

"My dad washes his hands and curls up."

Look how charming this little **** is.

Sister Yun's heart melted, and she followed Xu Fan's tone and said, "I've washed my hands, where did you go?"

"In front." Xu Fan pointed to the front with his little finger.

"Then take Auntie to find him, okay?"

"Okay, you follow me."

Xu Fan pulled the foam box and walked forward.

Sister Yun smiled and followed behind.

Go out of the office building and come to the faucet in the corner.

Xu Zhao was using the pancreas to wash the oil on his hands. When he turned his head and saw Sister Yun, he greeted with a smile: "Sister Yun, are you going out to run errands?"

Sister Yun said with a smile, "No, I came here specifically to find you."

"Looking for me?" Xu Zhao rubbed the foam on his hands, quickly rinsed it off under the tap, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sister Yun didn't detour and said directly: "As for the popsicles, I want to order your popsicles in the name of the steel mill."

"Order my popsicle?"

"right."

"Sister Yun—" Xu Zhao finally couldn't hold back, showing an excited look.

Sister Yun hurriedly said: "Young man, don't hold out too much hope. You can talk to the section chief with me. Whether it will be successful or not depends on what the section chief means."

"Okay, thank you Sister Yun."

"Don't thank me first, it's not too late to thank me when it's done. If it doesn't work, I'll try my best."

Xu Zhao said with a smile: "Sister Yun, don't say that. If you can do it or not, your help to me is worthy of my heart."

Sister Yun smiled: "You brat, you really know how to talk, let's go."

Xu Zhao followed Sister Yun to the section chief's office to talk about popsicles, leaving Xu Fan in Sister Yun's office to take care of the popsicles, and by the way, let the office staff help look at Xu Fan.

Therefore, the entire office staff stared directly at Xu Fan's beautiful face.

Xu Fan wanted to eat popsicles for them in the future, so his whole body immediately lay on the quilt on the foam box, and said, "This popsicle belongs to my father, and you can't eat it without money."

Make the whole office laugh at once.

A few office workers were very playful and teased Xu Fan.

One asked: "Can I eat for money?"

Xu Fan replied, "Yes."

"How much for one?"

"Three cents." Xu Fan said, leaning on the quilt tightly.

The man asked again: "Three cents, I only have two cents, can you give me one?"

Xu Fan insisted: "No."

"why?"

"Not enough money."

The man took out his pocket and said, "Yeah, I have four cents, can I have four cents?"

Xu Fan still said, "No."

"Why not?"

"A popsicle for three cents a wow."

"I'll give you four cents, and you'll give me one."

"No!"

"…"

An office worker burst into laughter.

When Xu Zhao came over, he saw Xu Fan lying on the popsicle box, the crotch was even bigger, and even the **** could be seen.

Xu Zhao sweated and shouted, "Xu Fan."

Xu Fan turned to see Xu Zhao, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Dad."

"what are you doing?"

"They're going to grab my popsicles!"

"...They're playing with you, let's go home."

Xu Zhao picked up Xu Fan and walked out of the office with the empty box.

Xu Fan turned his body down, lay on Xu Zhao's shoulder, pointed to the foam box full of popsicles in the office, and said loudly, "Dad! Popsicles, our popsicles can't be forgotten!"

The office burst into laughter in an instant.

Xu Zhao couldn't help but kiss Xu Fan's face.

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao puzzled.

Xu Zhao said: "They gave the money, and the popsicles were sold to them."

Xu Fan didn't say anything, and put his arms around Xu Zhao's neck obediently.

Xu Zhao was holding Xu Fan in one hand and the foam box in the other. There was a contract in the foam box, which he had just signed with the section chief. Thinking of it going so smoothly, compared with the interlocking relationship between the state-owned enterprises in the later period, the current state-owned enterprises still have some strengths, so he won the contract with the strength of making popsicles.

The contract period is 30 days, 500 popsicles a day, 3 cents a day, a total of 450 yuan, the steel mill paid 30% first, that is, 135 yuan for the first and the last payment. Pay in installments.

At this time, Xu Zhao was holding one hundred and thirty-five yuan in his hand, and his palms were sweating.

One hundred and thirty-five dollars!

After Cui Qingfeng learned about it, he was speechless in shock and stared straight at the stack of money on the table.

The fourth set of renminbi in this world has not been issued yet. The largest denomination of renminbi is ten yuan, so one hundred and thirty-five yuan is thirteen ten yuan and five yuan, which are quite thick and look very rich.

"One hundred and thirty-five dollars?" Cui Qingfeng asked in disbelief.

Xu Zhao was relieved at this time, and said, "One hundred and thirty-five yuan."

"Signed a contract?"

"Signed the contract."

"We all have to deliver to the steel mill in the future?"

"right."

"A total of four hundred and fifty dollars?"

"That's right."

Four hundred and fifty dollars!

Cui Qingfeng has lived so much, he has never seen so much money, no, I have seen, his uncle can make so much money, but his uncle's money is his uncle's money, and the 450 yuan is his He earned it by himself, no, no, no, it was made by Xu Zhao, and it was Xu Zhao. Xu Zhao was simply his **** of luck. When Xu Zhao came, his speed of making money seemed to jump up on a rocket.

Four hundred and fifty dollars!

Four hundred and fifty dollars!

Cui Qing was so excited that he didn't know what to do. He hugged Xu Zhao and expressed his gratitude. After hugging, he felt something was not right. He hugged Xu Zhao and hugged Xu Zhao. After realizing the problem, his face swelled. When he turned red, he quickly let Xu Zhao go, found an excuse to run out of the house, soothed his beating little heart under the shade of the tree at the door, and when he was sure that he could face Xu Zhao, he walked home again, just in time to meet Xu Zhao and pull Xu Zhao. Where to come out.

Xu Zhao reached out and handed Cui Qingfeng seventy yuan.

"What?" Cui Qingfeng asked.

Xu Zhao said: "The money earned before will not be divided, it will be regarded as the cost. It is one hundred and thirty-five yuan, and we will share it equally."

"It's also sixty-seven dollars and five, so why did I get seventy?"

"Xu Fan and I have eaten here several times."

"That's what we invited you to eat."

"This is not a request."

"Just please."

"To do business in cooperation, it must be Dingmao or Dingmao."

"…"

Cui Qingfeng found that Xu Zhao was getting hard. He was really hard. He couldn't convince Xu Zhao that he accepted seventy yuan, and then asked, "What are you doing?"

"I've got the money, I'll buy Xu Fan two clothes."

"I'll go with you."

"No, it's so hot, you can cool down at home."

"It's ok."

"It's really not necessary."

But Cui Qingfeng still followed Xu Zhao and Xu Fan to the county's clothing street. China has just developed in this era, and all walks of life are still at a low level, including clothes. Some people choose to buy cloth and go home to make clothes by themselves. What is really good cloth? Qinglun cloth, polyester cloth, khaki cloth, etc. Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng can't make clothes, they can only buy ready-made clothes.

But in this era, there is almost no children's clothing, and it is hard to find a company that sells children's clothing by the way. Cui Qingfeng thinks it looks good, Xu Zhao thinks it is normal, but when it is worn on Xu Fan, it really... looks good and looks good in everything, an ordinary one Off-white short sleeves, a pair of ordinary gray cotton silk trousers, the trouser legs just missed Xu Fan's calf, Xu Fan's whole appearance has changed, very cute and very good-looking.

Xu Fan himself also likes to be smug, so he deliberately stood in front of a full-length mirror covered in mud, tucked his short sleeves into his trouser pocket, looked at the back of his butt, there was no patch on the back of his butt, and then looked at the crotch, there were no eggs or chicks exposed in the crotch. Chicken, and finally smiled happily in front of the mirror and said, "Oh, I'm so pretty, I'm so pretty."

Xu Zhao: "…"

Cui Qingfeng: "…"

The shop owner wanted to sell the clothes, so he complimented Xu Fan vigorously.

Xu Fan likes to be praised the most, and shyly lies on Xu Zhao's lap.

Xu Zhao asked the shopkeeper, "Boss, how much is a set of clothes and a pair of shoes?"

The shopkeeper said, "Three dollars."

Cui Qingfeng immediately refused and said, "Three dollars? No, it's too expensive, too expensive, two dollars."

The shop owner quickly argued: "Two dollars is too little. The material of the clothes is good. The shoes are breathable and strong. I guarantee that you will not be damaged after wearing them for three years."

Cui Qing, "That's too expensive. How much fabric do children's clothes use? For two yuan, just two yuan."

"Two dollars for five."

"It's only two dollars and four, do you sell it?"

"I won't lose two yuan and four, but two yuan and five, two yuan and five." The shopkeeper insisted.

Cui Qingfeng turned his head and said, "Come on, Sanwazi, take off your clothes and let's go to another house."

Originally, Cui Qingfeng wanted to blackmail the shopkeeper, but Xu Fan didn't cooperate at all, hugging Xu Zhao's leg tightly and saying, "I won't take it off."

Cui Qingfeng winked and said, "Take it off, take it off and let's buy something nice."

Xu Fan insisted: "Don't take it off, this dress is beautiful."

The owner was delighted.

Xu Zhao smiled and took out two dollars and handed it to the shopkeeper. He found that Xu Fan kept rubbing his forehead against his leg, and asked suspiciously, "Xu Fan, what's wrong?"

Xu Fan snorted and said, "Dad, itchy."

"Why is it itchy? I'll take a look."

Xu Zhao squatted down and saw that Xu Fan's entire forehead was red, and he was immediately startled.