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

Under Wei Wei's eyes, the aunt reluctantly left one yuan and a small amount of food stamps, and left with red eyes.

The beggar stood for a while, staring down at the money in his hand, lost in thought.

Wei Wei had reasonable suspicion that just now, the two of them had spread the news.

The aunt looked like a decent person, and Wei Wei also remembered her appearance. Therefore, Wei Wei chose to pay close attention to the unkempt beggar in front of him, who would be unrecognizable as soon as he washed his face and changed his clothes.

The beggar entered the state-owned hotel. The waiter took the money from the beggar as usual, brought him a few steamed buns, wrapped them in brown paper and let the beggar take away the money.

Wei Wei noticed the beggar's outstretched hand. Although the nails were long, they were surprisingly clean.

Although there seemed to be problems everywhere, this was the first time Wei Wei could not directly discover the problem, which fully mobilized her enthusiasm.

However, when Wei Wei observed the beggar for several hours, the beggar was still sitting in a hidden place on the street, eating steamed buns in small bites, and begging for water from people with a broken bowl, or water under the overpass. Scoop it up and drink...

Well, that is to say, is this spy or enemy agent mixed up like this? Sleeping under an overpass and begging for food?

Wei Wei followed him for several days and never saw his face clean. However, he always got money when he went to the streets to beg for food.

In particular, this beggar seems to have a spirit of spirit in him, very much like the literati who were in trouble during this period.

Wei Wei frowned slightly, having dispelled his suspicion of the beggar and confirmed that he was not suspected of being an enemy agent.

When passing by him, he quietly stuffed some money bills into him and drifted away before he could react.

Although the money was not much, it was still Wei Wei's favor. At least he could find a shanty town to live in.

The beggar turned his head and saw only Wei Wei's back. He put his hand into the pocket with several small holes. What was stuffed in seemed to be money?

He didn't dare to touch this money. At this juncture, he was afraid of asking for a bite of food from his former students, so he didn't dare to ask for more.

A kind person who secretly gave money to him, and if he used it, would it implicate her?

Wei Wei thought for a moment that she had been following a beggar for the past few days, and her face was a little dark. She actually had an occupational disease.

Now that the alarm was lifted, Wei Wei put this episode behind him, dealt with his own affairs with peace of mind, and drove to the base.

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Heihe and Xi Huaimin were planning the next tasks in the office.

"Heizi, your appointment has been accepted. Who will take over? Has it been appointed?" Xi Huaimin has been worried about it recently.

He and Heihe were transferred together. This special operations camp was built by him and Heihe. It was like his child. Whether the successor was chosen well or not was related to whether the special operations camp was still pure.

"Who is it, isn't it Weiwei?" Heihe raised his head and asked in confusion.

"Are you sure?" Xi Huaimin was skeptical before seeing the red-headed document.

"Let me look for it," Heihe rummaged through a pile of documents. "I applied for it last year. I remember receiving the documents."

When he received it, he glanced at it and made sure it was Wei Wei's name, then threw it aside.

"This is it..." Heihe dug through the documents he received last year.

Xi Huaimin took the document and read it word for word with uneasiness...

‘Knock, knock’, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in..." Heihe shouted.

"Instructor, Teacher Wei is back and drove a car, saying he wanted to give it to the base."

Heihe was surprised and couldn't control his voice and said: "What? I just blew out the tires of a jeep, and actually brought a car over."

Xi Huaimin put the documents on the table, picked up the military cap on the table, and put it on his head, "Let's go and have a look. Also, what's going on with delivering the car?"

Heihe and Xi Huaimin restored the original scene along the way, which aroused Xi Huaimin's curiosity. What kind of car did Wei Wei drive? Are the tires smoking?

"Instructor Black, Instructor Xi..." Wei Wei leaned against the car and waved to the instructors to look over.

It wasn't that she didn't want to call the instructor in person, but she was afraid that once she left, the unruly students surrounding the car would start fighting on the spot for the right to be the first to test drive.

It was the first time for these students to see the extremely luxurious black Jeep. With just one glance, this car became the dream car of many people.

If you are used to looking at old jeeps, looking at this car again, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

"Weiwei, weren't you joking back then?" After four years of training, Heihe didn't realize that Weiwei was still a man of his word?

"No, I never joke." Wei Wei really wanted to deliver the car, instead of driving a jeep to avoid leaving the subsequent trouble to the people at the base.

"Okay, okay, the good news won't go to outsiders." Heihe then thought about it. In the next eight years, Wei Wei will be the one to decide here. Isn't it Wei Wei who will use this car whether it is sent to the base or not?

Xi Huaimin walked around the car, looking here and touching there.

"Weiwei, this car is new." Xi Huaimin seemed to have discovered a new world.

"I made it myself," Wei Wei pointed out the origin of the car. "The origin is aboveboard."

Xi Huaimin was full of enthusiasm, "Weiwei, you didn't come here just to deliver the car and talk to your black instructor. I'll look after the car for you."

"Okay..." Wei Wei did not expose Xi Huaimin's little thoughts, left the car keys with him, and followed Heihe to talk.

"Come on, Wei Wei, sit down." Heihe helped Wei Wei pull out the chair.

"Come, take a look at this document. It came down in December last year. You were still in Zhendao at that time, so I didn't notify you." Heihe knew that Wei Wei once wanted to sit in his position. After his two terms were completed, the third Wei Wei was immediately recommended to his superiors.

"There are rumors from above that we are likely to have a new name, the Ministry of National Security, with us as the main body." Heihe and Yourong Yan.

Wei Wei took the document, his heart trembled, his eyelashes swept up and down, "Instructor, is this document effective?"

"Of course it has taken effect. Look," Heihe pointed to the signature below, "Major General Zhang's signature and seal, as well as the signature and seal of the senior leader. We are directly under the senior leadership and independent of other departments, so we are confident."

Wei Wei was silent for a while, "But, I also received the latest appointment a few days ago, 061 Military Research Base, I believe the black instructor is no stranger?"

A central government signed it, a big leader signed it directly...

"Ah?!" Heihe suddenly raised his head, what evil fate is this?

"I was also transferred there, to the Grand Military Region, as deputy commander."

The two looked at each other.

Wei Wei rolled up the documents in his hand, tapped his palms, and frowned in thought.

To be fair, this position was indeed the goal she had worked hard for for a period of time, and her power was greater than that of 061 on the surface.

If she hadn't been compromised by the weak national defense, she would have accepted the appointment here. Who doesn't love the wonderful taste of power?