Back to 70s: To build a career, don’t be a grudge but a group favorite

But this was arranged by Factory Director Qiao. Even if Xiao Yang had doubts in his heart, he could only act according to Factory Director Qiao's arrangements.

On the way to the guest house, Xiao Yang asked intentionally or unintentionally what the relationship between Han Qiyue and Factory Director Qiao was.

Han Qiyue smiled and said nothing.

what relationship?

So far it doesn't matter.

But in the future, it will most likely be a superior-subordinate relationship.

Xiao Yang saw that he couldn't ask, so he stopped asking.

Han Qiyue lived in the last room of the guest house and had to sigh. Although the conditions of the guest house were not very good, this room was really good.

It has an area of ​​more than 30 square meters, with office and accommodation areas, and a separate bathroom.

In future generations, such conditions would be nothing, but in this day and age, they can be considered a star standard.

From this alone, Han Qiyue could be sure that Factory Director Qiao really valued him.

After sending away Comrade Xiao Yang who was helping him with the procedures, Han Qiyue sat on a chair and thought for a while. He remembered that there was also a black market in the city, so he might as well go take a look.

Although she feels that the black market is risky, she also knows that there is no way for horses to gain weight.

Moreover, if you can't find a way to sell a batch of the things in the space supermarket, you won't be able to finish them all in this life or the next.

It has to be said that the black market is really deeply rooted in people's hearts in this era, and it seems that the control is not as strict as in previous years.

Han Qiyue quickly reached the black market smoothly.

With her previous experience and lessons, Han Qiyue went to the black market with a lot of disguise. She was sure that even if her grandma was standing in front of her, she would never be able to resist her, so she entered the black market with confidence.

The black market in the city is actually similar to the one in the county, but there are more people coming and going in the black market.

The big backpack Han Qiyue carried behind her back was filled with meat, eggs and milk powder.

There are a lot of milk powder in the space supermarket, but they are all packaged in later generations. She just recently got a batch of sealed plastic bags and took apart the cans of milk powder and put them in sealed plastic bags.

These are all good things.

Sure enough, when the lid of Han Qiyue's backpack was opened, many people immediately came over.

People in the city seem to be more familiar with the black market shopping process, and they just pay without even haggling.

Han Qiyue quickly sold all of his large basket of things and got nearly 300 yuan in exchange.

After Han Qiyue changed places, he once again took out a large basket of things to continue making money.

After doing this three times, Han Qiyue already had more than 1000 yuan in his hands.

The reason why there are so many is that she took out three pairs of leather shoes from the supermarket and sold them.

She left the black market with satisfaction, and also observed very carefully whether there was a tail behind her.

Fortunately, she appeared in different costumes three times and sold different items three times, so it didn't attract anyone else's attention.

Han Qiyue went to the supply and marketing building again.

The supply and marketing building in the city was indeed not comparable to that in the county. Han Qiyue saw many good things inside.

There were even some things that she thought were not available on the market in the past few years, but they were openly placed on the shelves.

After Han Qiyue took a serious stroll around, he went out and left without buying anything.

She had been to the supply and marketing building last time, but she only looked for Director Shi and didn't take a serious look around.

After walking around today, I realized that I have learned a lot.

In the future, when you arrive at a place, you should still go to the supply and marketing building first.

Han Qiyue thought to himself, walking towards the door, but accidentally bumped into someone.

This is a young boy who is only fourteen or fifteen years old. He is wearing tattered clothes and looks skinny with no flesh on his body.

Seeing the young man like this, Han Qiyue felt that he shouldn't be someone who would come to the supply and marketing building.

Han Qiyue was keenly aware of something, and grabbed the young man's collar before he ran away.

"You let me go!"

The boy shouted in panic.

"I bumped into someone, are you going to leave without apologizing?"

Han Qiyue looked at the young man with a half-smile and said.

Because of Han Qiyue's words, the panic on the young man's face instantly disappeared.

"Sorry, sorry, I was wrong!"

The young man was about to cry as he spoke.

Han Qiyue glanced at him and said, "Apologise to me for nothing else?"

"No, no more, I just bumped into you, there's really nothing else."

The panic that had just subsided appeared on the young man's face again.

"Please, please forgive me. I just bumped into you, please forgive me."

Han Qiyue looked at the young man's frightened face and said nothing.

However, an aunt next to her seemed like she couldn't stand it anymore and advised Han Qiyue: "Girl, I think this child won't hurt even if he bumps into you, so don't hold on to him."

Perhaps because someone took the initiative to speak for him, the young man dared to look up at her.

However, the boy's eyes were not provocative and proud, but pleading, as if he loved begging Han Qiyue to let him go.

Looking at these eyes that were very big because of their thinness, and looking at the pleading in their eyes, Han Qiyue didn't know why, but his heart suddenly softened!

"Sister, please let me go, I really just bumped into you." The young man muttered, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

Han Qiyue was curious. The boy had obviously guessed that he knew he had stolen something, but at this point, he was still unwilling to hand over his wallet?

"Sister, please!" The young man continued to beg, with a look that made Han Qiyue a little unbearable.

But she still didn't speak. She just touched the boy's body with her free hand, and then took out a small wallet.

"Shouldn't you explain this to me?" Han Qiyue looked at the young man intently, waiting for him to refute or explain.

Han Qiyue didn't want to get too entangled with the boy. After all, this street was considered a bustling area. If it took a long time, it would be easy for people to watch.

Han Qiyue doesn't like being criticized by others for being a famous celebrity.

I don’t want the young man to be watched by others and lose his reputation.

For some reason, Han Qiyue felt that the boy had some compelling reasons.

The boy's face instantly turned red, and he lowered his head and did not dare to continue speaking.

The aunt who was talking to the boy saw the scene in front of her and didn't know what to say.

Just now, I thought it was a bit too much for this girl to hold on to a child, but now it seems that she had clearly noticed it and caught the boy.

"Young man, this is your fault. No matter what, you can't do this kind of thing!"

The aunt finally spoke to the boy.

The young man raised his head, but his eyes were red.

He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Han Qiyue.

"Sister, I didn't mean it. I really need money. My little niece is starving to death. I heard that there is free milk powder today, so I just thought..."

The boy's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, and it was obvious that he was embarrassed to continue speaking later.

Han Qiyue looked at the expression on the young man's face. He looked very frank, so he probably wasn't lying.

Moreover, Han Qiyue felt that when the young man said that there was free milk powder today, he should be referring to the milk powder he sold on the black market.

After all, it is impossible to buy milk powder in places like supply and marketing buildings and department stores without paying a ticket.

"You mean your little niece?" Han Qiyue asked, "How old is she?"