There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Manager Jiang stamped out the cigarette butt that fell to the ground, his voice trembling.

"Chief Shen, there is no food in the cafeteria. We need to buy it back quickly."

Zheng Xinyue had been kept aside for a long time. Manager Jiang's hostility made her very uncomfortable, so she walked to Section Chief Shen and whispered.

"Okay, Manager Jiang, today I want fifty catties of Chinese cabbage, thirty catties of potatoes, and ten catties of radishes."

Section Chief Shen immediately took out his notebook seriously and told Manager Jiang the quantity to be purchased.

"Okay, I'll let someone make arrangements right now."

Manager Jiang seemed a little worried. He looked at Zheng Xinyue in agreement, and then shouted out the door: "Xiaolan, prepare food for the sugar factory."

"Xiao Zheng, from now on, please go directly to Manager Jiang.

Section Chief Shen turned around to explain to Zheng Xinyue. Manager Jiang frowned slightly and looked at Zheng Xinyue with hostility.

"This is the target of our factory director." Section Chief Shen felt that if he didn't explain it, Manager Jiang would blame Zheng Xinyue in the future, so he leaned over and told Manager Jiang in a low voice.

"Ah?" Manager Jiang was stunned at first, and then looked at Zheng Xinyue with a complicated look, but he did not dare to be as contemptuous as before.

While talking! Someone knocked on the door, and several men in blue cadre uniforms walked into the room. Their majestic eyes glanced at Manager Jiang and Section Chief Shen and asked, "Who is Jiang Fusheng?"

Manager Jiang's face lost color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he fell back when he saw the person. Fortunately, Section Chief Shen reached out to help him.

"I I am."

Manager Jiang had lost his previous grace and answered tremblingly, with a look of despair in his eyes.

"Come with us, there is something I need to check with you."

The visitor took out his ID and waved it in front of his eyes. Manager Jiang sat down on the ground, his eyes straightened and his teeth chattering, unable to speak a word.

Zheng Xinyue watched Manager Jiang being taken away and blinked. She encountered such a big scene on her first day as a buyer.

Zheng Xinyue asked in a low voice, Section Chief Shen, who was also shocked: "Chief Shen, who should I call to buy groceries after Manager Jiang is arrested?"

"I don't know either! This is my first time encountering this!"

Section Chief Shen took out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his head. Fortunately, there was nothing disgraceful between him and Manager Jiang, otherwise he would be the next one to be taken away.

Today's food has been arranged. You can go to the finance department to pay for the invoice and take the food home.

Zheng Xinyue originally thought that she could take advantage of the loopholes to sell the vegetables in the space, but after seeing the receipts issued by the finance department, she found that there was no loophole to exploit.

The sugar factory's finance department only recognizes red receipts with official seals. Where can I get this?

The food in her space still couldn't be exchanged for money. At this moment, Zheng Xinyue was really discouraged and Kong Huanxi felt uncomfortable.

After I bought the vegetables, it was a problem to transport them back. The total weight was almost 100 kilograms.

"I'm going to find a car."

Section Chief Shen didn't dare to order Zheng Xinyue, so he ran out to hire a car. Zheng Xinyue followed closely behind him and had to understand the process and the means of transportation.

Following Section Chief Shen to the intersection, there is a special transportation team here to help transport things, and the public institutions charge only a dime for a trip.

Zheng Xinyue was busy shopping for groceries in the city and learning the process. Over at the brick factory, Zheng Chenglong was temporarily brought in to burn the kiln. When the brick factory fired the kiln, the temperature was so high that it could kill people.

Zheng Chenglong followed Master Yu, who came to work when the brick factory was established. There has never been a fault in the kiln, and the bricks he fired had the lowest defective rate.

The salary of kiln burning is more than 20 yuan higher than that of truck loading, and Zheng Chenglong is also determined to follow suit.

"The kiln is open." Master Yu shouted, but he didn't realize the danger was coming.