Reborn 1980 turns over and becomes Bai Fumei

Although An Kaiji's words were straightforward, they were not exaggerated or greasy at all.

Coupled with his handsome face and affectionate eyes, if it were a single girl who didn't know much about the world, she might just nod her head in agreement.

But standing in front of him was Wu Peiqi.

Wu Peiqi shook her head and refused without thinking.

She first generously thanked An Kaiji for his favor, and then declared that she already had a boyfriend whom she loved.

After An Kaiji showed a disappointed expression, she apologized again for impersonating Xu Mengyue.

Then the scene witnessed by Zhao Lijun happened, An Kaiji embraced Wu Peiqi with open arms.

An Kaiji gently hugged Wu Peiqi politely, expressing his regret that he did not meet Wu Peiqi earlier.

After wishing Wu Peiqi and Zhao Lijun happiness, he expressed the hope that he and Wu Peiqi could become friends.

For Wu Peiqi, having a friend of the opposite sex is no big deal.

But the other party has confessed to herself, she will definitely keep an appropriate distance from the other party, and will not give the other party any chance to have illusions.

It's just Xu Yiyun's side...how should I explain it?

Wu Peiqi went back to the store worried, thinking that she would probably not get the [-]% profit.

Worrying for nothing, she still dialed Xu Yiyun's number, explaining that An Kaiji already knew that she was a 'fake and shoddy'.

On the other side of the phone, Xu Yiyun was silent for a long time, and then asked in an unrecognizable voice: "Is he not angry?"

Wu Peiqi replied objectively: "No, at least I can't see that he is angry."

"Okay, I see, I will deal with it, and you don't have to worry about it."

"Okay, I'll hang up the phone then."

"Wait! Since he already knows, the one-tenth profit can't be counted. Remember not to make a mistake when you settle the account."

Wu Peiqi: "..."

She knew that money from profiteers is not so easy to get!

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Lijun's figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Yesterday was her birthday, but she didn't receive a letter from Zhao Lijun, let alone a call from Zhao Lijun.

Did Zhao Lijun not know that yesterday was her birthday?

Still like her, I forgot; I also sent a letter, but it hasn't been delivered yet.

……

Zhao Lijun sat in the last row of the bus like a walking dead.

He didn't get off the bus until the bus reached the terminal and was reminded by the conductor.

He stood at an unfamiliar bus stop for more than ten minutes, and then he returned to his spirit and got on the bus to the bus station.

That night, Zhao Lijun, who had lost all hope, returned to the factory dormitory and collapsed heavily on the single bed.

The next day, he slept without any restraint, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and he couldn't get out of bed without eating or drinking.

On the third morning, the unshaven man got up from the bed, washed and changed into work clothes.

He is like an emotionless working machine, working numbly in his own job position, and ignores the concerns and inquiries of his colleagues.

"Zhao Lijun! Zhao Lijun? Has Zhao Lijun come back?" Suddenly a man stood at the door and shouted loudly.

Zhao Lijun didn't hear it at all, and the colleague standing beside him pushed him with his hands, and then he walked towards the door with a blank expression.

The man said: "Your mother called you just now, let me tell you that your grandmother is seriously ill, and she has gone back to the countryside, so you don't have to worry."

Grandma is seriously ill?

Zhao Lijun's lifeless eyes flickered slightly.

In the face of the pain of heartbreak, the elder's illness and safety seem to be unable to affect his emotions.

……

After Wu Peiqi waited for two days and still hadn't received Zhao Lijun's letter, she couldn't sit still anymore and wrote a letter and stuffed it into the mailbox.

She didn't say anything about birthdays or marriage. She just asked Zhao Lijun if he was busy recently. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, when will he have a holiday...

After sending the letter, Wu Peiqi's heart was stabilized and she continued to devote herself to her work.

On Xiaohan's day, all the accounts were finally settled.

The final calculated profit exceeded Wu Peiqi's expectations, especially the profit of the college store.

Wu Peiqi went to Xu Yiyun with the ledger.

After reporting the content to Xu Yiyun, she asked Xu Yiyun if he planned to draw dividends directly, or continue to keep them as working capital.

"What about you? How did you plan?" Xu Yiyun asked without answering.

"I'm poor, so I naturally want to withdraw money for the New Year."

"Then do as you say."

"Okay! Let's go to the bank together when you have time."

"No, I trust you, you just transfer the money to my account."

"it is good!"

On the same day, Wu Peiqi went to the bank to complete withdrawals, transfers, and deposits.

She divided the dividends she got into ten shares.

Three-tenths of them have paid off the previous advances, and they plan to give two-tenths to their parents for the New Year.

The rest she plans to keep as a living turnover.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the employees in the store must go home to celebrate the New Year. If she wants to keep the employees, she has to try to 'buy' people's hearts.

Because of the lessons learned from the past, she didn't dare to deposit all her money in a bank again, in case she couldn't get it out next time.

After finishing everything, she went home with the money for her parents.

When we got home, the parents were talking about something 'on fire'.

She didn't care. If she asked casually, she would know that her parents said that the mailbox was on fire, and she would also know that her letter to Zhao Lijun had not been delivered.

"Hey! New Year's money!" She put two stacks of brand new money on the table in a 'wealthy and powerful' way.

Wu Youjin and Chen Laidi opened their mouths wide in surprise.

"You you you...you picked up the money?" Chen Laidi asked incoherently.

Wu Peiqi explained with a grumpy smile: "What are you picking up money? I earned it! Last year's dividend."

Both stores have just started this year, and most of the turnover has been used to pay for store decoration, equipment purchases, and employee wages, so the net profit is not high.

She believes that the money she gets next year will definitely be doubled several times!
Hearing that Wu Peiqi said it was earned, Wu Youjin and Chen Laidi dared to stretch out their trembling hands and each picked up a pile of money.

"Then that...then have you paid back the debt?" Wu Youjin asked stammeringly.

In order to reassure her parents, Wu Peiqi chose to lie in good faith, saying: "If you pay it back, you can rest assured and take the money steadily, and wait to go back and live in a new house."

Hearing this, both Wu Youjin and Chen Laidi lowered their shoulders as if they breathed a sigh of relief, with smiles on their faces.

However, in less than 3 minutes, Chen Laidi snatched the money from Wu Youjin's hand, shared her share, and put it back on the table.

She said to Wu Peiqi: "As long as you have this heart, parents don't need money, just take it yourself."

"Here you are, just take it, you have some money, and if you look back, you can buy something."

Chen Laidi shook her head, "We don't have anything to buy. You usually pay for vegetables, and you also buy all the clothes for us. Don't want it, take it yourself."

She is stubborn, and Wu Peiqi is even more stubborn than her.

Wu Peiqi deliberately said: "If you don't want it, then I will give it all to my dad."

Hearing this, Wu Youjin showed an embarrassed smile.

Wu Peiqi blinked at him, and continued to say: "Anyway, I gave the money, so I won't get it back. How to distribute it, you can discuss it yourself."

After speaking, she didn't give Chen Laidi a chance to refuse, she turned and went back to the room.

Leave Wu Youjin and Chen Laidi in the living room.

The smiling Wu Youjin reached out to take his share of the money.

With a sound of 'pa', Chen Laidi slapped him on the back of the hand.