There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

When Gu Changfeng heard that Gao Guilan was also here, he looked around and saw no one, thinking that Zheng Xinyue just didn't want to go to dinner alone with him!

"My mother took my sister-in-law to the hospital for a check-up. She will be back soon."

Seeing Gu Changfeng's confusion, Zheng Xinyue hurriedly explained to him.

"Oh, now that my aunt is here, I want to treat her to dinner. It's settled. Noon will be the same as last time at the state-owned hotel. I'll reserve a private room in advance. You can just go to the private room and wait for me."

Gu Changfeng said without hesitation, glanced at his watch, and was really going to be late if he didn't leave. After saying this, Zheng Xinyue couldn't answer, so he rode away and disappeared like an arrow.

"Why"

Zheng Xinyue only had time to say one word, so she didn't say anything else. ൠ

"Xiao Zheng! We in Changfeng rarely invite people to dinner, but we are stingy! Look at me, Uncle Jiang, standing next to you, and no one even brought me along."

Jiang Baixiang deliberately teased Zheng Xinyue, and he became more and more sure that Changfeng, that brat, was special to this girl, but he had not yet reached the stage of being a partner and should still be in the pursuit stage.

Thinking that this arrogant brat would pursue a girl in various ways one day, Jiang Baixiang even wanted to tell his old classmates the news.

Lao Gu must treat himself to a restaurant and give him a good beating.

"Yeah?"

Zheng Xinyue was a little embarrassed by Jiang Baixiang's teasing. She blushed and asked, "Is it true that he only treats her differently?"

"Isn't that right? Come on, come with Uncle Jiang. I'll ask the quality inspector to weigh you first. If you want to sell medicinal materials in the future, you don't need to go through the front door. Just come to him directly. But there is one thing to ensure the quality of the medicinal materials. This is Things that treat illnesses and save people cannot be careless.”

"You guys, carry these backpacks and sacks."

Jiang Baixiang led the way. After ordering his workers, he led Zheng Xinyue towards the front yard where the medicinal materials were collected. People of the older generation were serious. Even those sent by Gu Changfeng, he also demanded quality.

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry, I guarantee that my herbs are of high quality and carefully selected!"

Zheng Xinyue hurriedly answered in the affirmative. Remembering the small ginseng she brought, she carefully took out the ginseng from the basket she carried on her back.

"Uncle Jiang, this ginseng is for you to drink in the bar! I picked it in the mountains, it's not worth a few bucks."

Zheng Xinyue trotted to catch up with Jiang Baixiang and handed over the ginseng wrapped in cotton cloth. She originally wanted to exchange money, but she was unwilling to let Gu Changfeng do a favor because of herself. She also decided to give it a gift just to make it easier to sell medicinal materials in the future.

"Ha, this ginseng is pretty good! Even though it's small, it looks good and is a serious ginseng."

Jiang Baixiang took the ginseng, checked it, and said to Zheng Xinyue with a smile.

"Really? I don't know much about it, I just happened to find it."

Zheng Xinyue replied with a smile, she has planted a lot in her space! I didn’t expect it to be wild ginseng?

"Uncle Jiang doesn't want it, you'd better sell it for money! One ginseng like this can be exchanged for five yuan, which is more valuable than your medicines."

After Jiang Baixiang finished reading, he returned the ginseng to Zheng Xinyue. He was an upright cadre with clean sleeves, how could he want her things?

"It's not like I bought it with money. Let me make some wine for you!"

Zheng Xinyue felt excited when she heard that she could exchange it for five yuan, but she still decided to give the ginseng to Jiang Baixiang. Anyway, there was plenty of it in the space, so she would just bring it next time she came.

"No, if you keep doing this, I won't accept any medicinal materials from you."

Jiang Baixiang lowered his face, firmly refused, and even taught the little girl a lesson.

"Did you bring a letter of introduction?"