Back to the 1970s: Building My Fortune Through Time Trading
Chapter 94: Greasy Characters of the World
CHAPTER 94: CHAPTER 94: GREASY CHARACTERS OF THE WORLD
Wang Lili glared at Su Xiaoxiao, as if she wished she could glare a piece of flesh off her body.
How could a country bumpkin like her stand on equal footing with her? She was unwilling, extremely unwilling.
Especially when she saw Su Xiaoxiao’s tender and pretty face, it made her even more uncomfortable inside.
So much so that she was stifled with anger the whole afternoon.
Su Xiaoxiao’s mood, on the other hand, was exceptionally good. She was assigned to the counter she wanted and successfully collected the debt Zhang Dongmei owed, making her feel utterly delighted.
Today was a good day; after work, she planned to buy some treats to celebrate at home.
After work, she planned to buy some treats at the state-run restaurant to celebrate.
Excitedly waiting until work was over, she pushed her bicycle out the door, and not far away, she saw a tall, thin figure standing under the shade of a tree.
The man was wearing a brand new white shirt and black suit pants, holding a cigarette in his hand, the smoke swirling around as his dark eyes focused intently on the entrance of the department store.
He occasionally glanced down at the watch on his wrist, as if he were waiting for someone.
Why was it Zhao Yang?
Su Xiaoxiao frowned, trying to sneak past under the cover of others, but unexpectedly, Zhao Yang had sharp eyes, catching sight of the girl hiding behind the crowd with just one look.
He immediately waved at her with a beaming smile: "Comrade Su, what a coincidence."
Su Xiaoxiao: Quite a coincidence indeed, if I’m not mistaken, there should be more than one cigarette ash on the ground by now.
Seeing her expression, Zhao Yang assumed she disliked the smell of smoke and promptly extinguished the cigarette, approaching with eager smiles.
"Anything you need?"
Su Xiaoxiao disliked shameless people the most, so she didn’t show Zhao Yang any good face; if it weren’t for the fact that his father was the deputy director of the department store, she would definitely turn around and leave.
Zhao Yang seemed unaware that he was being disliked, smilingly caught up with her: "Comrade Su, I have two movie tickets; do you have time to watch later?"
In these years, watching movies was still a rare thing, and young girls loved it.
Zhao Yang thought that a girl from the countryside like Su Xiaoxiao surely hadn’t seen one and would definitely agree.
Who knew, Su Xiaoxiao rejected immediately without even thinking: "Sorry, I don’t have time."
She wasn’t really interested in the movies of this era, especially the cheap black-and-white ones; wasting time watching movies didn’t appeal to her. She’d rather go home early and relax.
Zhao Yang, however, was unwilling to let her go just like that.
He shamelessly followed her, continuing to walk: "Comrade Su, are you hungry? How about I treat you to dinner at the state-run restaurant?"
Upon hearing the offer to go to the state-run restaurant for dinner, Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes immediately brightened.
She already planned to buy something from there, and now there was a free fool offering, no reason to refuse.
She aimed to take advantage of the situation, let him see her real character, and save herself from future entanglement.
Determined, Su Xiaoxiao flashed him a relatively soft smile: "Alright."
The girl’s smile was like blossoming flowers, her eyes seemingly harboring countless stars, so bright that one couldn’t look away.
Zhao Yang’s heartbeat slightly paused; he had always been flirtatious, yet it was the first time he felt this way about a female comrade.
This woman was someone he was determined to win over.
Unaware of Zhao Yang’s thoughts, Su Xiaoxiao was happily calculating how to make him pay well for dinner, ensuring he gave up on pestering her.
Zhao Yang noticed her faint smile and felt overjoyed; she must be interested in him.
They walked on the street, maintaining a polite yet not overly distant distance.
During these times, people held conservative ideas; when a man and woman walked together, even if they were dating, they had to be cautious.
Otherwise, they could easily be misunderstood as engaging in inappropriate relationships.
Su Xiaoxiao pushed the bicycle ahead while Zhao Yang followed not too far behind.
His gaze occasionally fell on her slender figure, his lips curving upward.
Just after they walked out of the department store entrance, a gentle voice suddenly called from behind.
"Comrade Zhao."
That voice seemed deliberately disguised as very soft, making Su Xiaoxiao’s skin crawl.
Both she and Zhao Yang turned around and saw Zhang Dongmei, standing not far behind, her head slightly bowed, nervously twirling her long black braid with her fingers.
Su Xiaoxiao: Whatever that is on Zhang Dongmei, get it off her quickly, it’s so damn creepy.
Zhang Dongmei shyly raised her head, just about to speak, but met Su Xiaoxiao’s crazy look, the smile on her face slowly stalling; how come this shameless brat was here?
Remembering Zhao Yang standing by, her expression stiffened momentarily before forcing a smile: "Comrade Zhao, I have two movie tickets, do you want to go?"
Su Xiaoxiao: "..."
In some ways, the two seem quite suitable, even the way they approached was the same.
However, Zhao Yang was clearly not interested in Zhang Dongmei.
His expression turned cold as he glanced at her: "Sorry, I already agreed to have dinner with Comrade Su."
This brat is trying to steal her man again?
Since breaking up with Zhou Cheng last time, Zhang Dongmei had been holding grudges, swearing to find someone even better than Zhou Cheng to make Su Xiaoxiao envious.
After observing for some days, she finally targeted Zhao Yang, the son of the deputy director of the department store.
Zhao Yang was handsome and refined, and had just graduated from the Worker-Peasant-Soldier University. In both education and family background, he was a perfect match for her.
When Deputy Director Zhao retires in a few years, Zhao Yang would take over the position.
The department store was quite lucrative, unlike being in the military, where the stagnant allowance was predictable.
If she could marry Zhao Yang, she could definitely overshadow Su Xiaoxiao.
Moreover, seeing the current situation, this brat clearly had some interest in Zhao Yang; she must ensure she didn’t succeed.
Thinking this, she shyly looked at Zhao Yang: "I also planned to dine at the state-run restaurant, Comrade Zhao, would you mind if we went together?"
Zhao Yang wanted to say he minded; he had finally convinced Su Xiaoxiao to have dinner with him, not intending for a third wheel on their date.
He was about to refuse, but before the words left his mouth, Su Xiaoxiao spoke first: "Sure, we’re all colleagues. Why not go together?"
Zhao Yang’s expression froze instantly as he hesitantly said: "Mr. Zhang, I have matters to discuss with Comrade Su, it wouldn’t be convenient."
Inwardly, he couldn’t help cursing how oblivious Zhang Dongmei was.
As he spoke, he narcissistically tousled his bangs, assuming a charming demeanor as he looked at Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao’s lips twitched; he really was quite the oily character.
With this person around, she could save some cooking oil.
She didn’t want to suffer alone from this oily presence; she must invite Zhang Dongmei, her "good sister," to join.
Thinking of this, she lightly coughed twice and said: "We’re all colleagues, why not just come together?"