Chapter 435 I knew
“You can’t say that, each industry is a circle.”
Lu Miao shook his head and led him to continue walking in that direction:
“ I’m sure the bosses of these companies all know each other behind their backs, and they still have to give them face even though they are so different.”
There is some truth to this.
Fu Jingyou nodded.
Sitong News Agency, Lu Miao entered the foyer, while Fu Jingyou was still waiting outside.
After waiting for several days, Liu Shouyi finally got the person.
After seeing Lu Miao, his face was filled with smiles.
The result was not satisfactory, and Liu Shouyi couldn't hold back his smile.
It took a lot of effort to fall in love with a young talent, but in the end, they didn't fall in love with them.
Who would be happy about this?
“I have a classmate with very good qualifications. If you still need more people here, I can help you ask when I get back.”
Although I have no plans to come here, Lu Miao didn't refute Liu Shouyi's face too much.
She was indeed in a bad mood before because of the middle-aged man named Lao Zhou.
But when she chooses a publishing house, she chooses it based on the actual situation.
Liu Shouyi nodded. Although he was sorry, he couldn't force this matter.
"Comrade Xiao Lu, I believe you also know how big the vacancy is now. If you really have a suitable candidate, you must help me ask more."
Lu Miao nodded, " I will."
Liu Shouyi looked much better and walked Lu Miao to the door in person.
Lu Miao walked out of the newspaper office with a bright smile and waved, and Fu Jingyou immediately walked towards her.
The two walked side by side, laughing and chatting, and waited for the bus together:
“I have to go to a department store, and I only have a few thin pages left.”
< br>"Okay...why did I get so many books for the first time? How did I get it?" Finished?”
“Not all of these need to be translated. Editor Xu Hongmei of the publishing house said that I just came here and I can’t start translating literary works yet. Let me take these back and translate them. Just a short biography of a famous person.”
"Okay."
Fu Jingyou nodded, feeling relieved.
After studying the route, I took a bus directly to the department store on the side of Junbei University.
Lu Miao communicated with the lady at the counter on the second floor and wanted to buy manuscript paper with green lines.
Fu Jingyou waited beside her for a long time, looking around, and saw the diagonally opposite counter that rang every three times.
He looked back at Lu Miao, touched his head and walked over.
Lu Miao turned around after buying the manuscript paper. He was walking towards her with a sewing machine on his shoulder.
"..."
Lu Miao was speechless for a moment, staring at him and saying "Alas".
For just that moment, she smiled helplessly:
"Just buy it, so you won't have to worry about it."
Fu Jingyou nodded, touching the back of his head, and a naive smile appeared on his handsome face.
Not to mention, I have been thinking about this sewing machine for a year or two, and finally bought it.
"Would you like to buy some floral cloth?"
Lu Miao touched his pocket, "Buy some and look at the treated cloth."
The processing cloth is sold cheaply and does not require a ticket, so it is just right for practicing.
Fu Jingyou nodded and calmly gave her all the remaining money in his pocket.
He arranged the money bills neatly, with the ones worth one and five yuan mostly in front. Lu Miao rolled them over and took a quick look.
Forty or fifty yuan is definitely available.
“Saved from the ice factory?”
Fu Jingyou nodded and shook his head.
"You give me five yuan every month. You also gave me the money for the bicycle before, so there is a surplus of 82 yuan from the two hundred miles."
"I will give you the money. Put them together, these are the ones left after buying the sewing machine today."
Lu Miao drew two pieces worth five yuan and gave them to him.
He stretched out his hand to push, and Lu Miao glanced over with her beautiful litchi eyes, accompanied by a threatening "hmm". Fu Jingyou didn't say anything and took the money directly.
“Other wives want to take care of money, but it’s better for you to give it to you and still don’t want it. You are so generous in everything.”
“We are talking to each other, and men from other families are still hiding private money. Fu Jingyou, should I still doubt whether you are a normal man?"
Fu Jingyou had a straight face and glanced sideways at her with his dark eyes.
It means "when you are gone, I will let you see if I am a normal man".
"..."
A row of dots floated over Lu Miao's head, but she did not continue to argue with him.
He usually lives a comfortable life and eats well, but he has no place to use his energy and wants to torment her every day.
Whether you work in an ice factory, you should work more and sweat more, so that you don’t have to spend so much energy making trouble every day.
You can't dwell on this matter. Lu Miao's waist softened when she thought about it, and she almost lost her balance when picking the fabric.
Fortunately, Fu Jingyou stood close to her and grabbed her arm in time.
Lu Miao glared at him shyly and angrily, and continued to negotiate with the young saleswoman at the counter:
"Can you show me that lace hem? How do you sell it?"
Behind them was the sewing machine they had just bought. The young salesperson did not take it lightly and actively took down a large roll of lace from the cabinet shelf.
“This is calculated by the meter. It costs four cents per meter. You can buy it at least one meter.”
The lace was only three feet wide, and compared to the fabric, four cents a meter was not cheap.
But Lu Miao doesn't care about the difference of a few centimeters.
Looking at the good quality, she asked for five meters.
Use it when you need it when making clothes.
Forget it if you don’t need it.
I thought I was optimistic about it, so I bought it and kept it at the bottom of the box.
Which young girl doesn’t have one or two of these gadgets in her drawer?
Fu Jingyou doesn’t understand this, and even if he did, he wouldn’t care about the expense.
The money he makes is spent on his wife. If his wife is happy, he is even happier.
On the way home, Lu Miao held a thick bundle of letter paper in her arms. Fu Jingyou carried a sewing machine on his left shoulder and a large bag of fabric on his arm.
Fu Jingyou asked: "What were you thinking about in the department store at that time? I saw that you were blushing."
"..."
Lu Miao blushed again, but she thought about it What can you say to him?
Of course not.
“I didn’t think about anything.”
Fu Jingyou was so bad that he continued to inquire:
"Then your legs are weak?"
"I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, that's enough!"
Lu Miao was so embarrassed that she glared at him angrily and stomped ahead.
Fu Jingyou said, "I knew it."
The tall and burly man didn't seem to have taken anything, and he followed his wife in a silly and cheerful manner.
The Fu family is an exclusive courtyard.
Not far outside the courtyard gate is a circular flowerbed made of blue bricks.
The crooked-neck old locust tree inside has a growth history of nearly a hundred years.
The shade of trees is thick and dense in summer, and residents in the hutongs love to come here to enjoy the shade and chat.
Occasionally, a small table would be set up and a few games of leaf cards would be played.
Lu Miao and Fu Jingyou walked around the alley from Fuxing Nei Street and passed the old locust tree when they returned home.
The large bulging bag of fabric attracts the eye.
The sewing machine costing nearly 200 yuan is even more eye-catching.
The people sitting around under the tree saw it clearly.
The couple entered the yard talking and laughing. Everyone seemed to have found their own voices and started talking:
"What kind of family is this? It costs two hundred to buy these things." Block?”