Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

"Xiao Xiao, if you break two of my cups, remember to find two identical ones to compensate me. Remember, they are from Osmanthus and Peach Blossom."

Xiao Xiao was startled, and then he was dumbfounded when he saw that his hands were empty. Then when he saw the two pieces crushed by Wei Wei, he was once again clever.

"Boss, don't step on it. I want to take the pieces back." Let his grandfather see if the boss was scaring him. How could anyone really use such precious porcelain to punish him.

Wei Wei couldn't help laughing, it was too late, Xiao Xiao would owe her two cups for the rest of his life, and he would never be straight or strong.

With a guilty conscience owed to her, from being forced to study to taking the initiative to study, the only thing left was voluntariness, the plan came through, and I was one step closer to the lithography machine.

She used Xiaoyi's own adhesive to glue the two broken cups together, and they looked exactly the same as when they were not broken.

The disadvantage is that when it breaks again, the adhesive will turn off-white, which is very conspicuous if you look closely, but now it has been stepped on by Wei Wei, destroying the body and leaving no trace.

No matter how much you check, this cup is authentic.

"Ahem," Zhang Zeliang blinked, "Jun Wan, why are you here?"

In the past few times, it wasn't that guy Qingze who was here to stand up and supervise the endorsement of the person who was obviously punished.

"Brother Qingze, his mother is sick again. He took his aunt to the hospital for medical treatment." Zhang Junwan's big, bright and clear eyes flickered uneasily, staring at Zhang Zeliang worriedly but he hesitated to speak.

So much money, all her money combined was not even enough.

What should I do? Is there any way I can help my uncle? I can't let my uncle be in debt.

"You two should endorse each other, and deal with the wounds when they should be treated, Wei Wei, let's talk to each other inside?" To save face, Zhang Zeliang thought. Besides, the following conversation is not suitable for ordinary people to listen.

"Let's go..." Wei Wei walked onto the wooden bridge. She was still curious about the gifts and good news.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Zeliang held out five fingers to Wei Wei without telling him the good news, "I will increase the price for you. As long as you can maintain the previous speed, I will give you 5000 a month."

"It's late," Wei Wei sat opposite Zhang Zeliang, "This is too tiring. To be honest, last time you said you would ask someone else to do it, I was relieved."

Wei Wei was too tired from being bitten to death. With so many mechanical balls and full firepower, she was worried that North Vietnam would be reunified in advance.

Zhang Zeliang's back was hunched, so he knew that this matter was not that simple.

"Uncle, let's talk about your gift and good news first." It had been too long since there was no good news, and Wei Wei seemed a little impatient.

Zhang Zeliang took out a communicator from his pocket and said, "This is the civilian communication equipment you designed. After careful consideration, we built several signal towers in Kyoto, but they are not open to the public for the time being. Only specific people can hold them secretly."

On the other hand, it is impossible for a person whose identity is doubtful to buy it by himself.

"That means it's no longer usable after leaving Kyoto." Wei Wei pulled the small box over and opened it. There was a red communicator inside.

"I gave him a name, Ling Tong. You can use this Ling Tong and it will be convenient for you in the future." Zhang Zeliang introduced the situation to Wei Wei.

"Is this a gift?" Wei Wei was speechless. He took her design, turned around and wrapped it in a nice-looking shell, and told her about the gift.

Forget it, an old bachelor who lives alone, what can you expect from him?

"What about the good news?" Wei Wei gave up her hope. She just hoped that it would not be the 'good news' in Zhang Zeliang's eyes and her 'bad news'.

"You have been promoted." Zhang Zeliang took out Wei Wei's military officer ID from his pocket, opened it, and put it in front of Wei Wei, "Look, you are brigade commander and deputy division commander. If you work harder, you will catch up with your dad." Zhang Zeliang's face glowed with excitement, and those who didn't know it thought he had been promoted.

Oh, that is indeed a gratifying thing, but it will be more difficult to rise further.

"You can start thinking now about where you want to shine when you grow up. Instead of joining the military, you can change your career and join politics." Zhang Zeliang was planning vigorously.

"No, no, you take action whenever you disagree. It's not easy to get involved in politics." Zhang Zeliang rejected this idea again.

"Don't think about it, I have my own ideas." Wei Wei is not willing to switch from the military to politics. She just wants to break the situation where women are subordinated to men in the army. If one person sets a precedent, it will be much easier for those who come after.

What's more, it's not her style to go in and quit halfway.

"Okay, I don't worry about it. As for your accumulated bonus...here it is, every cent." Zhang Zeliang handed a deposit slip to Wei Wei.

Wei Wei opened it and saw that so many people had been arrested, just over 1000.

"Are you happy now?" Zhang Zeliang took advantage of the good atmosphere to bring up old things again, "What about the mechanical ball?"

"No," Wei Wei refused again, "You owe me, when will you pay it back, then tell me about it."

"More grace, let Ba Tian in first, and we can re-discuss the price of these mechanical balls..." Zhang Zeliang secretly cursed his superiors, why didn't he come forward in person, and just send him to do the dirty work? Two big...

"Then bring the mechanical ball in, right?" Wei Wei didn't want to listen to Zhang Zeliang's chattering voice and walked outside.

Zhang Junwan squatted half-crouched, "Brother Xiao Xiao, how are you? Do you want to go to the hospital to prescribe some burn medicine?"

"No, Jun Wan, I'll just soak it a little longer. Please help me wrap up the broken pieces of the cup. Thank you." Xiao Xiao always felt that he had been cheated.

"Okay..." Zhang Junwan nodded. Although he didn't understand why the broken cup had to be wrapped, he wrapped it up with a handkerchief carefully.

Zhang Junwan raised her head and saw Wei Wei coming out, her lips moved, and she wanted to say something, but she saw Zhang Zeliang who followed immediately and kept her mouth shut.

It's better to wait until her uncle is gone, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable and might not let her do it.

Zhang Zeliang refused to leave, Wei Wei sneered, thinking of sending someone out, it couldn't be easier.

Zhang Zeliang was the one who was kicked out. Zhang Junwan took a sneak look to confirm that her uncle was really gone.

"Wei Wei, I didn't know my uncle owed you so much money. I mean, if I want to help pay back the money, would you like to ask me to work?"

"Paying debt with work? You?" Wei Wei didn't expect that Zhang Junwan still had this intention.

"I don't have a place where you need to do hard work here," Wei Wei frowned, "That's between me and your uncle. Don't take it to heart. The government will reimburse him for the money he owes."

But Zhang Junwan tried her best and thought hard, yes, cooking!

"Can you please ask me to be your chef? I heard that you are not very good at cooking." Zhang Junwan stared at Wei Wei eagerly, fearing that she would say anything against her.