Ran Qiuye wanted to learn kung fu.
He Yuzhu could understand.
After all, he had encountered a robbery before.
He wanted to learn a few moves to use.
However, He Yuzhu, who was already a master of Jeet Kune Do, knew very well.
Without the support of the system.
Kungfu had to be practiced from a young age.
The basics of childhood were very important.
At this time, Ran Qiuye was already over twenty years old.
He had long passed the age where he could lay the foundation.
Besides, practicing Kung Fu really made one cry.
Ordinary people could not endure this hardship at all.
If He Yuzhu was being perfunctory, he could teach Ran Qiuye some fancy moves.
However, if that was the case, he would really meet a bad person.
That would be even more dangerous for Ran Qiuye, who thought that she was skilled in martial arts.
"Autumn Leaf, I can understand why you want to learn kung fu.”
"But you really can't learn this.”
He Yuzhu's expression turned solemn as he replied solemnly.
Ran Qiuye still wanted to learn, so she looked at He Yuzhu with pleading eyes.
What He Yuzhu couldn't stand the most was this kind of gaze.
"It's like this…"
He Yuzhu explained to Ran Qiuye.
Ran Qiuye wasn't someone who would throw a tantrum. In the end, she expressed her understanding.
However, he was inevitably disappointed.
In fact, other than wanting to learn kung fu to protect himself.
Ran Qiuye still felt that He Yuzhu's flying kick back then was really cool.
She also wanted to be like He Yuzhu and have the ability to help the weak.
In her heart, Ran Qiuye also had the dream of being a heroine and a hero.
However, he had never told anyone about it.
"However, I can still teach you some self-defense skills.”
"How about this? If you're on vacation this week, come to my house when you have time.”
He Yuzhu and Ran Qiuye had agreed to meet again this weekend.
Then, she went home alone.
He returned to the courtyard.
He Yushui and Yu Haitang were still awake.
The two little girls were chattering about something, and they could be heard outside the house.
He Yuzhu was not interested in their topic.
He returned to his room and continued to flip through the magazine he borrowed from the Lou family.
He Yuzhu fell asleep as he flipped through the pages.
He had no choice.
He Yuzhu had finished reading all the interesting parts of the magazines.
The rest was hypnosis.
When he woke up the next day.
Same old rules.
He still signed in.
The reward for this check-in was proficiency in the language of the country of war.
He Yuzhu was disappointed again.
He had originally thought that he could sign in for 1.8 million yuan.
It had been a few days since he had spent anything.
He Yuzhu's hands were itching.
Got it.
It seemed that he had to earn money himself.
He Yuzhu already had a lot of industrial coupons and other tickets in his mustard seed bag.
Some of them were even rare and precious tickets on the market.
After breakfast.
He Yushui and Yu Haitang had already gone to school.
He Yuzhu did not go to the steel mill directly.
Instead, he rode his bicycle around Pigeon City.
Perhaps it was because of working hours, but there weren't many people in Pigeon City.
Recently, the price of industrial bonds in Pigeon City had started to rise.
When He Yuzhu first bought it, it was three yuan a piece.
In just a few days, it had already risen to five pieces.
He suppressed his desire to cash out the industrial bonds in his hands.
He Yuzhu strolled around.
In the end, he bought two bottles of Wuliang Ye at a high price.
Originally, the state-owned store sold Wuliang Ye for five yuan per bottle.
This pigeon market actually cost ten yuan.
It had doubled.
He found a deserted place and threw the Wuliang Liquor into the mustard seed bag.
He Yuzhu got into the car and rode to the rolling mill.
Along the way.
He Yuzhu began to think.
He could not rely on the random probability of the check-in system to make money.
In this era, having a lot of money was not of much use.
He did not lack tickets now.
But money still had to be earned.
He had to speed up the opening of the shop.
As for selling his tickets and industrial coupons in Pigeon Market.
He Yuzhu felt that it was not the right time yet.
There was still room for ticket prices and industrial bonds to rise.
There was no need to rush into action.
They arrived at the canteen of the rolling mill.
He Yuzhu only showed his face.
The work of the canteen could be handed over to the canteen cooks.
"Director He, the factory manager is looking for you!"
Liu Lan said to He Yuzhu as soon as they entered the canteen.
He Yuzhu naturally knew what was going on.
"Got it."
He Yuzhu nodded and went straight to the director's office.
"Director He, you're here."
When Manager Yang saw He Yuzhu, he greeted her warmly.
He Yuzhu was a little guilty at first.
She wondered if she would be scolded by Factory Manager Yang if she was late today.
In the end, Manager Yang didn't seem to care about this at all.
“欸! Manager, please don't call me director.”
"Just call me Zhu Zi, or Little He will do.”
He Yuzhu quickly said.
He Yuzhu was still very respectful towards Manager Yang.
"Don't mention it. You're the canteen director now."
"If I don't call you Director He, what should I call you?”
Factory Manager Yang disagreed.
"Are you ready?" Manager Yang seemed to have waited for He Yuzhu for a while.
"Yes!" He Yuzhu nodded.
Wasn't it just being a chef? What did he need to prepare?
"Alright! We'll leave now!"
Factory Manager Yang brought He Yuzhu and got into a military green jeep.
He Yuzhu had never seen this car in the rolling mill before.
It was obvious that it was not a car from the factory.
The economic returns of the rolling mill had been good in the past few years.
The factory also had cars.
However, it was an agricultural truck used to transport goods.
It wasn't the military jeep in front of him that looked extraordinary.
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