Back to the 1970s: Building My Fortune Through Time Trading-Chapter 339: A Petty Man’s Triumph

The sheer quantity made him a bit intimidated, afraid his third sister might make some fundamental mistake.

As the saying goes, the elder brother is like a father. Since their father passed away early, he, as the eldest, has to be responsible for educating his younger siblings.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at her big brother’s face, like a neon light changing colors. She knew he must be overthinking.

She hurriedly interrupted her brother’s wild thoughts, "Brother, don’t worry, these watches absolutely have no issues with their source. If you don’t believe me, I can swear right now that if I lie, I’ll be struck by thunder..."

Before she finished, Su Wenbing quickly covered her mouth, saying, "Nonsense! I believe you already, why make such a deadly oath? Quick, knock on wood for bad luck."

Looking at her brother’s tense expression, Su Xiaoxiao found it amusing but held it in.

Under her brother’s supervision, she knocked on wood several times, which finally relaxed Su Wenbing.

"From now on, don’t say such things."

Before leaving, Su Wenbing worriedly reminded Su Xiaoxiao.

This girl is young, too blunt, should she make such deadly oaths?

Even if the third sister really did something wrong, isn’t there him and the second brother to rely on?

In the room, Su Fusheng just slipped into his blanket and sneezed uncontrollably, rubbed his nose, and went to sleep.

After bidding farewell to her brother, Su Xiaoxiao returned to her room but remembered something before getting on the bed.

Sitting at the table, she pulled out two letters from Song Weidong and Zhou Cheng, read them over again, and began to ponder how to reply.

If she had to write an essay or create a story, she could whip it up in no time, but replying to these letters was truly challenging for her.

Mainly because she’d never done it before, no experience.

After scratching her head for a long time, she decided to borrow their writing style, simply wrote about her recent situation, and casually mentioned the attached gift.

After finishing one letter, she directly copied the other one, only changing the salutation.

"Done!"

Putting the two letters aside, she stretched lazily and stood up from the table.

It had been a long time since she wrote so many words; her wrist felt sore.

Massaging her aching wrist, she climbed into bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep in a seamless flow.

After a tiring day, she slept very deeply.

In the morning, she was woken up by her rumbling stomach.

Groggily, she climbed off the bed and followed the scent straight to the dining table.

Since arriving in this era, she seemed to get hungry very easily.

The table was already set with steaming hot breakfast, golden corn mush, stir-fried cabbage, and several cornbread mixed with wheat flour.

Seeing her wake up, Liu Cuilan pushed a warm round object into her hand.

Instinctively looking down, she found it was a boiled egg.

"Eat quickly, don’t let the fourth and fifth see it, I only boiled one."

In this era, many families favored boys over girls, but Liu Cuilan was quite the opposite, prioritizing her third daughter for whatever good food and drink, then the two younger brothers.

Her biological mother said daughters need to be raised delicately, while boys are rough-skinned and hard-nosed; there’s no need to raise them so finely.

"Thanks, mom."

Su Xiaoxiao happily put the egg in her pocket, picked up the corn mush, and slurped down a full bowl.

A bowl like this on a winter morning made her feel warm inside out.

"Mom, I’m going to be late for work, heading out now."

She glanced at the wall clock, quickly left a sentence, shouldered her bag, and ran out.

Just as she opened the door, the cold air outside made her shiver.

Going to work in such cold weather really took a lot of courage.

She took a deep breath and hurriedly stepped out, afraid that if she delayed even one more second, she’d be even less inclined to leave.

Fortunately, riding her bike all the way, she was so exhausted that she couldn’t pay attention to the cold.

Familiar with the route, she parked at the bike shed, locked it up, and turned her head to find someone standing behind her, startling her.

Does this guy have a problem, standing silently behind her?

Seeing who it was, she was even more speechless; it was none other than Liu Changjiang, the former sales manager.

At the moment, Liu Changjiang was standing with a smug look, clearly intentional.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t want to comment much on his behavior, but if she must, she’d say two words: Crazy!

Not wanting to bother with a lunatic, she skirted around him to leave, but suddenly heard a voice from behind.

"Some people, after a few words of praise from leaders, forget their own surname. If you ask me, people should have self-awareness; don’t covet what’s not theirs, lest they end up losing instead of gaining, disgracing themselves."

Liu Changjiang’s words were full of sarcasm.

That "some people," Su Xiaoxiao could guess with her toes who he was referring to.

"Manager Liu, I remember an old saying, ’A good horse never returns to old grass,’ you’re about to become the deputy general manager at First Department Store, busy all day. It’s not good to keep running back to us, right?"

Su Xiaoxiao imitated his tone, full of sarcasm.

"What nonsense are you talking? When did I say I want to go to First Department Store? I was born and will die at Second Department Store; even if they asked me to be general manager elsewhere, I wouldn’t give it another glance,"

Liu Changjiang refuted with his neck stiff. He’d been happy for nothing; he couldn’t leave and had to come back quietly to continue being his sales department manager.

The more arrogantly he left, the more humbly he returned.

This guy’s got some thick skin; he could probably make a black seem white.

Su Xiaoxiao was rushing to work, didn’t have time for him, and circled past him to go.

"Su Xiaoxiao, I’m telling you, you better show me some respect, I’m about to return to my original position."

Liu Changjiang said confidently.

After speaking, he realized that Su Xiaoxiao completely ignored him and left directly.

So furious he wanted to curse on the spot.

This damned girl, she’d better wait and see how he deals with her when he’s back in his original position.

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly managed to clock in at work just in time once again.

As she stood at the counter, Liu Cuilan quietly called her over from the side.

"Xiaoxiao, did you know? Liu Changjiang clinched the big deal with our city’s shoe factory."

No wonder he looked so smug earlier; turns out he was confident because of this.

Zhang Yulan, seeing she hadn’t responded, became even more anxious: "Xiaoxiao, how are things on your end? If you don’t hurry up, the sales manager position will be snatched back by Liu Changjiang."

Zhang Yulan genuinely hoped Su Xiaoxiao could be the manager.

Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao wasn’t worried at all, she was almost going crazy.

It was like the emperor wasn’t anxious, but the eunuchs were.

"Sister Zhang, don’t worry, I’ve got it under control."

Su Xiaoxiao thumped her chest, assuring her.

Zhang Yulan really wanted to ask what control she had. Others were almost at the finish line, and she hadn’t started yet.

Just as she was about to say something, suddenly a tall shadow cast over her.

Zhang Yulan instinctively looked up, seeing a tall man with dark skin and an old scar on the left side of his face standing before her.

He looked quite intimidating and fierce.