Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Farewell

Jiang Cheng did a little show-off, and after finishing the firepot meal, Principal Wang and Teacher Yu were still debating how many bodies could be buried with over three hundred thousand.

After the meal, Jiang Cheng called on the night school students to help clean up the tables.

The meal cost money, but the favor came from the state-run restaurant.

After cleaning up, Jiang Cheng went to the kitchen to thank the head chef.

After giving his thanks, everyone gradually walked out of the state-run restaurant.

The things in Jiang Cheng’s hands had long been taken away by the eager night school classmates.

She was responsible for leading the way, empty-handed.

A group headed to the department store.

The night school classmates all had jobs, and knowing they were coming to the provincial city, each had something to buy.

Some were for themselves, others were items for family or friends to take back.

Jiang Cheng was in charge of building rapport with the sales clerks, while the classmates focused on shopping.

After selecting items at the department store, the night school classmates, who originally thought they were leaving, were taken by Jiang Cheng to the ceramic factory.

The factory manager personally came out to greet them, leading the night school group straight to the ceramic factory’s warehouse.

Jiang Cheng stood at the warehouse door and generously said, "Pick whatever you like, everything here doesn’t need a bill."

The classmates stared at the heaps of ceramic basins, spittoons, enamel mugs, and other items usually requiring trade coupons, their eyes gleaming.

Could they really choose freely?

Though tempted, everyone held back a bit.

Principal Wang, slightly worried, pulled Jiang Cheng aside to ask, "We can’t conduct private sales."

"Principal, why is there any problem with our night school purchasing some welfare items?"

"It’s institution to institution, perfectly fine."

"Did you bring the stamp? If not, it’s okay, I have papers pre-stamped."

As Jiang Cheng spoke, she took out a blank sheet of paper already stamped.

Hearing this, Principal Wang’s eyes brightened.

He turned away, saying, "Handle it yourself, I need to go pick something!"

With the eager Principal Wang moving, the rest of the night school people were also motivated.

Jiang Cheng stood at the door chatting with the ceramic factory manager.

The factory manager had a very good impression of Jiang Cheng; their order of tableware priced at fifty-seven US Dollars was largely from the ceramic factory.

After making their choices, the night school collectively made the payment.

Once the paperwork was completed, Jiang Cheng said farewell to the ceramic factory manager and led the night school group back to the guesthouse.

Arriving at the guesthouse, the night school students returned to their rooms to organize luggage, preparing to leave the next day.

Jiang Cheng took a red ceramic basin to chat with the guesthouse aunt downstairs.

"Jiang Cheng, thank you so much, this red one is hard to get! My son’s in a hurry to get married, and without something bright red, it feels like something’s missing."

The aunt handed the bill and money to Jiang Cheng.

She thought to herself how she casually mentioned it, but this girl actually brought it as promised.

Jiang Cheng pocketed the bills and cash adeptly, saying, "It’s fate, here’s my number, if you need anything urgent, just contact me."

The aunt, not being foolish, immediately responded, "That’s great, my family’s from the provincial drama theatre, if there’s something new, I’ll let you know."

Jiang Cheng’s smile deepened.

That’s exactly what she wanted to hear.

Though the aunt might not truly pass news to her, better safe than sorry.

Jiang Cheng was wary of Feng Jiaojiao, even though she might not seem threatening for now, who can tell?

Better to keep a card up her sleeve than not.

After conversing with the aunt, Jiang Cheng returned to her room on the second floor, chatted with Jian Yueer for a bit, then went to bed early.

Early the next morning, the night school people, packed and ready, prepared to head to the train station.

When Jiang Cheng came down, the guesthouse aunt called her over.

As she walked over, the aunt handed her a warm cloth bundle.

It looked like it contained three large aluminum lunchboxes.

Jiang Cheng: Did her charisma really grow this much? An aunt giving her something? Doesn’t seem right?

"Mr. Jiang, someone dropped this off this morning, there’s a message inside."

So that’s how it is.

Shen Que’s uncontrollable smile finally settled. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

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