In this era.
The sales assistants of the supply and marketing cooperative were also very popular.
That was a person that everyone wanted to curry favor with.
If anyone had a good relative or friend who worked in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Then whoever it was would be able to take advantage of it.
Let's not talk about anything else.
Just talk about the things that needed to be dealt with.
He could save a lot of money and tickets every year.
The rest of the food was enough for the family to eat for more than half a year.
In this era where votes could travel the world.
No matter how much money you have, it won't work.
"The one you want is out of stock."
The salesperson returned empty-handed.
"Do you have any other goods?"
Zhao Aimin asked.
Wasn't it just that the one she wanted was gone?
He could just change to another one.
The salesperson glanced at Zhao Aimin, who was dressed in ordinary clothes.
He frowned and asked.
"Transfer from export to domestic sales."
"Playboy."
"Big brand."
"16 yuan, do you want it?"
The salesperson jumped out word by word.
She was afraid that he might have heard her wrongly.
Five yuan was enough for a family to live for a month.
16 yuan for a shirt?
It was really not something that ordinary people could afford.
But who was Zhao Aimin?
"I want it."
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
He didn't lack that few yuan.
He took out the tickets and money from his pocket.
The salesperson took it happily.
She turned around and brought him the things.
This brand was different when it was big.
The color was no different from snow.
It was so white that she was embarrassed to wear it.
"Hehe ~~"
Zhao Aimin hugged his shirt and laughed.
Suddenly, he saw the words " exquisite fabric " written on the logo.
Zhao Aimin instantly became smug.
He placed the logo on the shirt outside.
There were countless young girls who could not take their eyes off him.
16 dollars.
He just bought some clothes to wear.
This was a well-deserved second-generation heir.
However, in this era, the poorer one was, the more glorious one would be.
This, sigh
Zhao Aimin felt that he was thinking too much.
If he dared to play like this.
He would probably be treated as a capitalist.
It's already good enough that I don't have a meeting to criticize you.
It was fine to show off.
It won't be fun if I get caught by you.
It was replaced.
Forget about the rest.
Anyway, he had only worn this pair of pants a few times.
The main thing was that if he suddenly wore a new set of clothes.
Zhao Aimin was afraid that someone would make things difficult for him.
What if they reported him?
It wasn't that he was afraid of being investigated.
After all, it was the system's job.
He definitely couldn't harm her.
He had given him ten souvenir stamps when he signed in earlier.
The beautiful moon was a reward for him.
Who asked him to work hard in the factory?
His brain was also good.
The factory specially praised him on the radio.
There was also the bicycle ticket in his hand.
The factory manager had handed it to him in front of everyone.
In order to praise himself for getting a fourth-grade blacksmith in four months.
But what exactly was going on?
Zhao Aimin really couldn't say.
After all, the system was dedicated to him.
Besides...
As long as they couldn't find out.
That had nothing to do with him.
There were no small problems.
There might be big trouble.
"Min, you have to tuck your tail between your legs.”
"Wait until I get married."
"Let's just obediently live our own lives.”
Zhao Aimin mumbled to himself.
Step by step, he walked towards the bicycle stall.
"Comrade, I want to see a bicycle.”
He didn't wait for the salesperson to ask for the tickets.
Zhao Aimin placed the tickets on the table.
16 yuan was too expensive to buy a piece of clothing.
Ordinary people couldn't accept it.
But bicycles were different.
There was a reason why this thing was expensive.
There were also many bicycle brands in the country.
It was like the Phoenix and Forever in Shanghai.
Tianjin's " Flying Pigeon " and " Red Flag "
"Baishan" and "Gong" in Shen Yang.
The Golden Deer of Qing Dao.
Those were all famous brands.
Red Flag, Forever, Phoenix, and Flying Pigeon were well-known domestic brands.
Among them, the female Phoenix was known as the " female noble car."
Which girl would have such a dowry when she got married?
Her status in her husband's family would rise in an instant.
The salesperson glanced at Zhao Aimin's ticket.
Aiyo, a Phoenix 24-inch female car.
Awesome!
He actually gave his girlfriend a bicycle.
What kind of family background was this?
"That's 180 yuan in total."
"Here."
Zhao Aimin generously handed over the tickets and money.
"Do you want to check it?"
Zhao Aimin was magnanimous.
The salesperson was straightforward.
Besides...
A man who could buy a car for a woman could not be wrong.
He was so generous.
If she gave him a hard time, wouldn't she be insensible?
"No need."
"I believe in our country."
"We can't let bad goods leave the factory."
"You can't sell problematic goods either.”
Zhao Aimin praised.
The salesperson also smiled.
"You are also an expert."
"Take the car with you."
"I'll give you another tube of chain oil."
"Alright."
Zhao Aimin cupped his hands.
Holding the chain oil.
He pushed the cart and left.
"Look at him."
"This is what a man should be like."
Zhao Aimin had already gotten into the car and left.
The salesperson wanted to praise him again.
It was like selling a car to a man.
It was as if he had a lot of face.
It took another eight minutes to go through the procedures for the bicycle.
It was done at the supply and marketing cooperative.
Next was the market.
They arrived at the market.
He locked the bicycle.
Zhao Aimin glanced at the meat ticket in the system.
"Enough, enough."
"It's enough for a year."
"Buy some chicken, duck, fish, and meat."
"It's not that bad."
Zhao Aimin said as he walked into the market.
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