Time Travel: Conditional Wealth

"Lu Jin'an."

The two met on the road near the supply and marketing cooperative. Lu Jinan stopped the car and turned around to look at He Xi. Then she smiled and said, "I'm here." She pointed in the direction of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Lu Jinan took off his gloves and touched He Xi's slightly cold face: "Wear the scarf properly, so your face won't get cold?"

He Xi didn't care: "It's too late. You don't know how exhausted I am from working in class every day, fighting with a bunch of men, and trying to smooth things over with my boss."

Lu Jinan covered He Xi's face with his warm hands and said distressedly: "I know what you think. Don't be a parasite. Women need to have their own careers, but seeing you angry makes me uncomfortable."

He Xi blushed: "But it's fast to make money this way, you know."

"How about this, you marry me, you still do the business, I'll give you all my money, and then add your money, it will be much faster." Lu Jinan looked sincere, and he didn't seem to be joking.

Being looked at by his narrow, dark, sincere eyes, He Xi felt like there was a little rabbit in her chest, jumping around non-stop. Was the proposal too hasty?

He Xi sighed and commented on him succinctly: "Does this count as a marriage proposal? It's too hasty. I don't agree."

Lu Jinan looked at He Xi lovingly, lowered his head, and said with their foreheads facing each other, "How could that be? You can't save even a little bit of the grand ceremony that belongs to you. I just want you to give me a reassurance."

"Oh!" He Xi gently pushed him away: "Go in to buy something, look at the car, or come in together?"

The four of them had a very pleasant weekend. He Xi taught He Fei how to crochet a hat and gloves, which gave them another way to make money.

As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome, and narrow paths can also help you survive.

Monday morning.

"He Xi, Technician He." A woman dressed formally walked towards He Xi. "Here are the details of this New Year's talent show. Please choose a role."

He Xi didn't take the notebook she handed over, but looked at her with a puzzled look: "Auntie, who are you?"

"Auntie?"

"You call me auntie? He Xi, are you too arrogant?" The other party was very angry and his body was shaking slightly.

He Xi was slightly surprised. Is she so famous now? Even the cleaning lady knew her. People are afraid of being famous like pigs are afraid of being fat. How about giving her an autograph?

The woman became even more angry when she saw He Xi's tangled and struggling eyes. She stomped her feet angrily and walked away with a twisted look in He Xi's eyes. He Xi was afraid that she would sprain her hip, so he watched her go all the way.

He Xi looked around and made sure that there was no one around, then she started to walk like her, twisting her body. Suddenly, a cough was heard behind her. Frightened, He Xi didn't dare to look back, and no longer cared about her manners and temperament. She quickly ran into the office building and disappeared.

Not long after, Minister Jiang's assistant arrived. The door of the small office was pushed open, and Mao Rongrong poked her head in. She whispered, "Technician He, Minister Jiang wants you to go to the office."

When the boy was glanced at by He Xi, he turned his head away shyly and said to himself: Don’t be fooled and don’t look into her eyes.

He Xi responded, explained the work content to the other three people, and got up to leave.

"Knock knock", knock on the door, wait for someone to answer, push the door open and come in, and look at the polite child.

Pushing the door open, He Xi took a casual glance and inadvertently saw the "cleaning lady" who had quarreled with her not long ago.

She met He Xi's surprised eyes with an arrogant face and pretended to smile: "Technician He is here."

He Xi nodded and said to her, "Auntie, the garbage in our office needs to be cleaned up."

The cleaning lady was trembling all over, still pointing her finger at He Xi, with the momentum of a shrew scolding on the street: "Look, Minister Jiang, this is her true character, arrogant."

Minister Jiang tried hard to hold back his laughter: "I heard you, you go first... He Xi, this is the director of our Propaganda Department, Director Zhao Jinhua."

He Xi suddenly realized, and pointed out the inconsiderateness of Director Zhao's words and deeds: "When speaking and doing things, you should introduce yourself first. How can Director Zhao do this right away? What else can you choose?"

Upon hearing this, Director Zhao's expression froze and his eyes turned cold: "You are a junior, and you are teaching me how to behave?"

He Xi was very polite and shook her head: "No, how dare I? It's just a small suggestion. Humility makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind." She gestured with her hands. It's just this small thing, and it will be fine if it is changed.

Director Zhao felt embarrassed and was about to scold He Xi like she was scolding her subordinate, but when she realized they were in Minister Jiang's office, she held back.

He Xi looked at the shape of her mouth just now and knew it wasn't a good thing.

Minister Jiang explained: "Our town has become famous this year, so we thought we could have some fun with it and put on a theatrical performance so that everyone can contribute."

Hearing this, He Xi asked Director Zhao, "Where are the people from the art troupe? Where will they be when I go on stage? If they turn around and say I'm stealing their jobs, I won't do that."

"Everyone has to participate, what do you want to do?"

"What do I have to say? Just because I'm not from the art troupe, I have the right to refuse."

He Xi looked at her impatiently and kindly reminded her: "Auntie, don't stretch your arms so long. Pay more attention to yourself and take some time to maintain your appearance."

He Xi pointed at her face, then touched his own face: "A woman's face is a man's dignity. Does he know that you are degrading yourself like this?"

“You…” Director Zhao finally managed to pick up the conversation, but she found that her voice was trembling. She was so angry that she wanted to tear He Xi’s face off: “I’ll tear you off, you vixen, I’ll tear you off…”

She not only curses but also uses violence. How could He Xi tolerate her? The answer is definite: impossible.

Before she rushed over, he quickly raised his hand and slapped her face with an angry expression: "Auntie, keep your mouth shut. Your parents didn't teach you how to be a good person. Today, I will teach you reluctantly."

"You dare to hit me? You..."

"Pa!" He Xi knocked away the finger that was pointing at her. "First, you can't curse. Second, you can't point your finger at others. Third, you must introduce yourself before you speak or do anything. And complaining is the most cowardly behavior."

He Xi's hands were very strong, and the back of Director Zhao's hand was visibly red.

This is obviously not the first time that Director Zhao has acted unreasonably. Although Minister Jiang has a serious expression, he is not prepared to mediate. Obviously, He Xi will not suffer any loss, so that's enough.

Director Zhao had miscalculated. He Xi was beautiful and delicate, and was suitable for any role, but she was not someone who could be easily manipulated and was not someone who could be easily bullied.

"You still say you are not a vixen, but look at how many people in our hospital admire you, including Kong Li who is beside you. A fly won't bite an egg without a crack." Director Zhao loudly questioned He Xi.

"It's not the loudest one who is right." He Xi looked at her coldly and walked closer to her step by step. "Do you want to listen to what you are saying? You are a leader."

Director Zhao was forced to step back: "What are you going to do, you..."

He Xi grabbed her collar with one hand and taught her the truth of life again: "It has been said since ancient times that gentlemen love beautiful ladies. Do you understand? Your looks are given by your parents, and your figure is determined by heaven. Why should I hide it? Why don't you educate men who can't control their lower bodies?"

"Why bother women?"

He Xi released the hand that was grabbing her collar and rubbed the hand that had just hit her on her clothes. It was full of the smell of powder and was unpleasant to smell.

He Xi said: "Remember, it's not that the guy outside is so good at seducing people, it's you who pushed him out. Change your temper."

"You still want to PUA me? Forget it."

He Xi rubbed her nose with her thumb proudly. After all, she was from the modern era and had seen everything!