Time Travel: Conditional Wealth

The eighth day of the first lunar month.

This is a good day to go to work or open a business.

After signing in for attendance, all civil servants officially return to their posts. They greet everyone they meet on the road and chat about family matters and reminisce about the past.

"Sister Qin, do you still remember the farce a while ago? It was that technician named He Xi. She was on duty during the annual leave, and it was the night shift. She even brought her childhood sweetheart to the office to spend the night."

Qin Su adjusted his new battle robe, raised his head and glanced at the little follower who was talking beside him: "How many times have I told you not to talk about others casually outside."

The little attendant looked around and lowered his voice and said, "It was the old woman of the gatekeeper who said it. She's a good mouth. Soon the whole town government compound will know about it."

Qin Su chuckled: "I'm not Zhao Jinhua, and I won't take the initiative to provoke He Xi. We don't interfere with each other."

The little follower continued to follow Qin Su's footsteps and said, "No, it's mainly because she is too weird. First it was Mr. Fei, then his students, and later it was Zhao Jinhua. What on earth does she want to do?"

Qin Su stopped and stood at the window, looking at the white snow outside: "As long as she doesn't become my enemy, it's her own business to do whatever she wants." She changed her tone, and her attitude became much colder than before, "Watch your mouth."

Looking at her eyes, Xiaogen instantly calmed down.

Qin Su, the newly appointed director of the Propaganda Department, was originally just an "old employee" of the department. He had ideals and ambitions, as well as his own plans.

The little follower, Ningning, is related to Director Qin.

He Xi planned to ask for leave to go to Beijing for a few days, but Minister Jiang would naturally not agree. But she could negotiate terms. After all, they didn't have most of the items in the system, and whoever took one out would be ten or twenty years ahead of them, so she would have bargaining chips.

A woman's good mood is reflected in the way she dresses. He Xi is dressed brightly and energetically, and at first glance she is a "rich girl" who has no worries.

"Good morning, and Happy New Year to all three of you." He Xi greeted her three colleagues in the office with a smile.

"Good morning, Happy New Year." Three colleagues also wished He Xi a happy new year.

Shen Chuan looked at He Xi suspiciously, and whispered to Kong Li: "Did you see that? He Xi talked to me. She actually talked to me?"

Kong Li looked at He Xi, then turned to Shen Chuan and said, "Maybe I was in such a good mood that I forgot what you said before."

"Forgot?" Shen Chuan nodded hesitantly: "Well, women all have bad memories, my mother is like that."

He Xi sighed: "Hey, I'm not deaf, I can hear, stop bothering me."

"By the way, I'm going to go to the greenhouses of each brigade in the next two days to see how the newly cultivated seedlings are doing. Give me a report once a week."

Except for Shen Chuan, the other two nodded in agreement. Shen Chuan did not indulge He Xi's bad habits. Who could she command if they were at the same level?

Looking at his actions, He Xi smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot to say, I got promoted and am now a mid-level technician." She pointed at Shen Chuan and said, "You, go to work."

Although he was shocked, he naturally worked honestly.

He Xi's promotion and salary increase were announced over the loudspeaker at 10 a.m. Some were shocked, some were envious, and of course some were disdainful. But it didn't matter. She lived for herself, not for those who didn't care.

After lunch, He Xi knocked on the door of Minister Jiang’s office.

"Knock knock."

"Please come in."

Qin Su didn't expect to meet the "famous" He Xi at this time. She was the first to stand up and greet He Xi: "Hello, Technician He, I am the new propaganda director Qin Su."

He Xi naturally did not dare to be arrogant, because the other party was at the director level. She had an impeccable smile on her face: "Director Qin is kind to me, technician He Xi."

Qin Su just felt that what the little follower said made sense. She was quite amazing. She was promoted to an intermediate technician in half a year, and her childhood marriage had a not small background. What kind of luck did she have?

"Minister Jiang, let's just say this is the deal. You're busy, I'll be leaving first." Director Qin left.

He Xi's face was full of an expression that said "I have something to ask you". In Minister Jiang's opinion, that nasty smile meant something bad. The bastard was definitely up to no good, so Minister Jiang must be careful, otherwise he would fall into her trap.

"Tell me what's the matter?" Minister Jiang, who was upset, didn't want to look at He Xi's face, so he turned his head to the side and asked.

He Xi sat opposite Minister Jiang, looking at the empty space ahead, and asked, "Minister, no tea today?"

"I invited you here to give you water. If you come here uninvited, you should bring your own tea." Minister Jiang calmed his mind and drank his tea calmly.

He Xi: Okay, if you don’t want to give it to me, then don’t give it to me, you stingy guy.

"I want to take a leave of absence."

Hearing this, Minister Jiang rolled his eyes: "How many days, what's the matter?"

"In ten days or half a month, I will go to Beijing and buy a house."

"Ahem." Minister Jiang's hot tea burned his mouth. "Ten days or half a month, and you're still buying a house in Beijing? Why don't you go to heaven?"

He Xi raised his eyebrows: "Hey, hey, you want to pick me? Okay. Wait, I will research something specifically for you."

Minister Jiang sat on the chair in his office, his face full of sullenness, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

He Xi smiled harmlessly: "How about this, I'll get some more research results in exchange for a vacation? What do you think..."

He Xi took out several color photos, which were photos of cold-resistant fruits, including soft-fleshed kiwi, Chinese King and Queen of Spades, black diamond apples, winter dates, and persimmons, all of which are cold-resistant fruits.

"How about it? We can transplant them this spring. If we take good care of them, they will bear fruit that year. It all depends on Minister Jiang's sincerity."

Minister Jiang sighed and became even more angry: "You, you. Your mind is not in the right place, what else?"

He Xi shrugged lightly and spread his hands: "Even if I were to fleece someone, I wouldn't be as quick as you. It's pure exploitation."

Minister Jiang took the photo in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, his mouth curled up, and he didn't even bother to look at He Xi: "You, inspect the greenhouse before leaving, be quick, go and come back quickly, and I don't have any money."

He Xi: "I know. I won't borrow money from you, Xiaokou."

He suddenly thought of something, and finally took the trouble to look at He Xi, with a smile on his face: “And go to the factory to have a look, you also have jurisdiction.”

He Xi suddenly thought of something and moved forward: "Let me teach you how to make canned food. The ones they make have no taste and are just canned sugar water. My method is different."

"Bang." Minister Jiang slammed the table and stood up. "What have you been doing? You keep thinking after the fact. Aren't you delaying making money?"

He Xi retreated to her original position, her expression calm. She didn't even look at him, just stared at the table without saying a word.

Minister Jiang understood what he meant and said, "Young man, don't be so stingy. I will personally serve you tea and water."

"Tsk." He Xi held the tea and said with emotion: "It's good to have someone to serve you."

He Xi promised Minister Jiang that she would do her job well and assign her less work before he went to Beijing, but she was kicked out in the end.