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

"It's all because you think it's too expensive. You said you wanted to reorganize a master maintenance team. You were so confident that you were losing money and you couldn't handle it. You wanted to go back to the original master.

Now, the master is no longer taking orders, and people are afraid that they will end up in the cowshed to reunite with their families. "Zhang Zeliang's mouth was like an assault rifle, just short of striking the serious and upright man in front of him.

What Zhang Zeliang didn't say was that the designer and the maintenance master were the same person. For the purpose of protection, Zhang Zeliang concealed Wei Wei's identity. Anyway, Wei Wei's top leader was him.

The young eagle's wings are not strong enough, and it will attract more eyes and cause more sadness. Wei Wei had better accumulate his efforts and become unstoppable.

What? Shi Xiangrong's expression froze. He was holding an urgent telegram from Han Qing in his hand. In front of him was the furious Zhang Zeliang. He must have left all the dirty work and troublesome matters to Lao Zhang, which made him angry.

"Lao Zhang, don't you have a close relationship with that old master?

If you go and say good things again, I have a jar of fine wine that I have collected. You can give it to him as an apology, and everything will be easy to discuss. "Shi Xiangrong's face was full of pain.

"Good wine? Is it the solid wine you shared with other brothers at the century-old brewing workshop?" Zhang Zeliang originally wanted to spray it back immediately.

However, there is wine. Now that food is in short supply, wineries dare not use the solid-state method to make wine for fear of wasting food. He has not drunk this kind of wine for a long time.

"That's right." Shi Xiangrong nodded.

For the sake of the wine, Zhang Zeliang had a quick thought and asked Ba Tian to make another trip. He would come over and say it was not possible. After the wine was circulated in a circle, it fell into his hands.

"Okay, I'll let Ba Tian drive and bring wine to apologize." Zhang Zeliang stood at the door of the office, "Lao Shi, you go get the wine, I'll wait for you."

Shi Xiangrong directly picked up the phone on the table, called out, and waited for the operator to answer the call in Shi's living room...

"It's obvious. Take out the jar of wine that Dad has hidden at the bottom of the cellar. Be careful. I'll ask your Uncle Zhang to get it. Just give the wine to him."

If you don't know the details and just rely on imagination, you will be like Shi Xiangrong.

"Okay, Dad, I'll go right away." A young voice came from the microphone.

Shi Xiangrong hung up the phone, his heart aching again. The century-old solid wine was his only bottle.

That was what Lao Zhang and his brothers had been begging for, but he didn't even bother to take it out, and he didn't even take a sip.

But for the sake of the national defense and security of the motherland, I have to give up. I hope that I can restore the arrogant master's heart.

"Lao Zhang, go ahead. The kid is obviously waiting for you at the door."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhang Zeliang's face was red. He had been begging for the wine for a long time and was about to get it.

After he passed the wine from Weiwei's hand, he invited several brothers to have a drink. Of course, Lao Shi, who donated the wine, could not be forgotten.

Zhang Zeliang slipped downstairs and got into the car. He quickly urged: "Drive quickly, drive quickly..." If it was too late and Lao Shi regretted it, he would never be able to get a drop in his life.

There was a wine jar as big as his two arms at Shi Jingming's feet. He was waiting boredly, raising his hand to look at the time from time to time. He was going to be late.

"Jing Ming," Zhang Zeliang rolled down the window, "Help move it up."

Shi Jingming held the heavy wine jar and put it on the passenger seat, "Will it break?"

"Don't worry, Ba Tian is driving safely," Zhang Zeliang waved his hand, indicating that he could go, "Uncle is gone, you still have to go to work, go." He couldn't wait, and the abacus beads were playing loudly.

"Well, uncle, let's go slowly." Shi Jingming lowered his eyes and stared at the dirt on his front. He had to go back and change clothes first to go to work.

Zhang Zeliang happily got a bottle of wine, and waited until Shi Jingming disappeared before instructing Chu Batian to send him home.

Chu Batian:......

"Chief, this wine..." Could it be that the major general wants to swallow it secretly, which is not good, right?

"Batian, let me tell you," Zhang Zeliang said mysteriously, "Send this wine to Weiwei later, tell her that it is an apology from the director of the Ministry of National Defense, and then bring it back to me."

"Bring it back?!" Chu Batian stepped on the brakes and almost couldn't maintain his mask. "Chief, how can I bring back the things I gave away?"

This is not to embarrass him, Chu Batian. Although his name is Chu Batian, he is not domineering and coaxing. Maybe he briefly went to the black market at that time, but it is a fact that he couldn't beat that girl.

"Hey, that girl Weiwei, she doesn't know what to drink at such a young age. Come on, I'll teach you," Zhang Zeliang said with confidence, "You just take it over and show it to her, do you understand? That girl Weiwei I must say no, and if you express my love for this wine again, the girl will definitely give it to me and let you bring it back on the way."

Zhang Zeliang's eyes were full of hints. After going around like this, the owner of the wine was Zhang Zeliang.

When the old man was invited to drink, Shi Xiangrong asked, and he could confidently say that someone else gave it to him!

Chu Batian smiled bitterly. The leader had a beautiful idea, but he may not be able to complete the task.

After rushing to put the duck on the shelf, Chu Batian bit the bullet, opened the door of the Wei family and walked in.

He remembered that Wei Wei said last time that she could just go in without locking the door. She didn't have time to come over and open the door for someone.

As soon as Wei Wei lay down and felt a little sleepy, he was woken up.

The dark clouds are pressing down on the head, the face is not kind, it is Chu Batian...

Wei Wei took off her pajamas and walked down the stairs, "What's the matter?" If there's nothing serious, haha...

Chu Batian raised the wine jar, "Comrade Wei, this is the wine given to you by the director of the Ministry of National Defense to apologize. It is a century-old solid wine. It is very rare. Do you want to accept it?"

Wei Wei looked at the wine jar and the nervous Chu Batian, his eyes flashed slightly, "Where is your leader?"

"The chief is busy," Chu Batian removed his eyes, "The chief asked you if you want it. If you don't want it, you can't give it to others. You can give it to him. He likes it."

Wei Wei suddenly smiled and said, "If you want, let it go. I will accept this apology."

Wei Wei probably knew what Zhang Zeliang had in mind, but it just wasn't what he wanted.

It's neither right nor wrong to put the wine in Chu Batian's hand.

"Why, wasn't it given to me?" Wei Wei pretended to be confused.

"The chief said, girls can't drink." Chu Batian rolled his eyes, this man is so bad, he must have done it on purpose.

Why are there such weird lesbians in the world? He sincerely doubts that he was born in the wrong child.

"That's right, I don't drink. Drinking will numb my nerves. If I don't control it well, I won't beat someone but kill someone."

Wei Wei felt extremely regretful. I heard that the wine here was known as the best wine in the world, but if she got drunk, no one would be able to control her.

For the sake of the lives of those who offended her, she had no choice but to avoid drinking. Look, how kind she is - from Chu Batian's interpretation of Wei Wei's last look.