Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

"This...is this a motorcycle?"

Fu Wan surveyed the motorcycle. It was actually quite simple, with a bright red fuel tank, leather seat, wheels, and other details—all exquisitely crafted. (The following appears to be a 1985 motorcycle image from the internet, and it's quite similar to the current model.) The salesperson nearby was writing an order for a television, but when she saw Fu Wan's interest in the motorcycle, she happily ran over.

"Comrade, you really have a good eye! This motorcycle is the only one in our shop. To exaggerate, there's only one in the entire county."

What she didn't say was that the car had been in the store for almost half a month and no one had the heart to buy it.

After all, motorcycles need oil, unlike bicycles, which can be repaired by pumping air when they are flat.

When Fu Ming and Fu Liang next to them saw this thing clearly, they no longer cared about the TV.

There is no man who doesn't love cars. Fu Ming had previously thought about earning enough money to buy a second-hand three-wheeled vehicle like Fu San's, but these three-wheeled vehicles were so rare that he almost gave up this dream.

Now seeing such a beautiful motorcycle, Fu Ming can hardly imagine how happy he would be if he could ride it around the village!

"Comrade, how much does this thing cost?"

Fu Ming originally wanted to touch the motorcycle and enjoy the feel of it.

When he got closer, he retracted his hand, fearing that if he touched the motorcycle he would lose a piece of leather.

"Comrade, this motorcycle is an imported Jialing brand. We sell it for 4188 yuan."

Si... Fu Ming and Fu Liang took a deep breath. More than four thousand. No wonder it has been sitting in this store for more than half a month without being sold.

Even if they are lucky enough to ship gas by sea, they can only earn one or two thousand yuan. Apart from the diesel fee and taxes, each person does not earn much.

Fu Wan was calculating in her mind at this time. More than 4,000 yuan was indeed a considerable expense for an ordinary family in the 1980s.

But for her, it is still affordable.

The main thing was this motorcycle; their family needed it! Not to mention that it would be much more convenient to go to the county town with a motorcycle, and Fu Ling and the others could be picked up at once when they went to school. And as for the cannery, if it went through, my father and I would have to go to the factory often in the future.

When Boss Fu saw his daughter start to ponder, he knew that she was thinking about buying it.

He looked at the brand new motorcycle and liked it very much, but he had no choice but to give up his money.

"How about Dad give me some money and we can all chip in?"

Fu Ming was the first to nod and agree, "Okay!"

Anyway, apart from building a house, he has no pressure to spend money for the time being.

Fu Liang thought about it and nodded in agreement, but by this time Fu Wan had come to her senses and directly rejected them all.

"I sold this motorcycle."

"Comrade, can you make it cheaper?"

The salesperson was a little embarrassed because things in the Friendship Store were rarely discounted.

"Comrade, we don't actually make much money from this car, and it costs a lot to import it."

Well, there's nothing we can do about it.

However, they didn't have that much money on them at the moment, so Fu Wan gave the passbook to Boss Fu.

"Dad, take my note and go get some money. Just thirty thousand!"

Boss Fu was shocked, "Why do you want so much money?"

He still didn't know about Fu Wan's agreement with Director Wang at the cannery, and at this point, he couldn't explain it in a few words. Fu Wan only urged him, "Go get it first. I need it."

After hearing this, Boss Fu didn't dare to ask any more questions. At this time, Fu Wan also followed the salesperson to sign the order to buy a motorcycle. Fu Ming and Fu Liang were like two door gods, guarding the motorcycle and unwilling to leave.

It seems like it will be snatched away by someone else in a moment.

The salesperson at the Friendship Store is really happy today. The store has never seen such a generous customer this year.

A color TV and a motorcycle, the two together cost more than five thousand.

More than 5,000 yuan. For salespeople, their monthly salary is only more than 20 yuan!

However, after selling these two items, her monthly salary will be around 40 or 50 yuan, and the salesperson is happy just thinking about it.

Boss Fu, who was withdrawing money from the bank, opened his passbook and pushed it to the staff at the window.

"Comrade, please help me withdraw 30,000 yuan."

"How much... how much?"

The comrade thought there was something wrong with his ears, but when he saw that Boss Fu looked familiar, he suddenly remembered that this was the comrade who had just transferred tens of thousands of yuan to the shipyard from him.

How come he withdrew another 30,000 yuan? Where did this rich man come from? He is so rich!

"Comrade, please withdraw 30,000 yuan. Excuse me!"

Boss Fu lowered his voice. There were many people at the bank, and he didn't want to be so high-profile.

There was no such amount of cash in the cabinet next to the bank staff, so he had to let Boss Fu wait while he went to the office next door to apply for some more cash.

When the cash arrived, the staff member saw that this passbook was not the same one that Boss Fu had just transferred money to. When she opened it, she almost thought she was dazzled.

Damn rich guy, such a string of numbers, she has never seen so many zeros in her life!

However, the bank staff were also professional, so after a brief surprise, they verified that there was no problem with the passbook password. They sorted the money as quickly as possible and handed it to Boss Fu.

Boss Fu looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he quickly packed the 30,000 cash into a cloth bag.

Then he took the passbook handed back by the comrade opposite him, looked at the balance, and was also shocked.

He hadn't even looked carefully at how much money was in the passbook just now, but now he understood. No wonder his daughter was so generous when buying things.

This is indeed the case, there is no need to be lenient!

It seems that my daughter did make a small fortune after her trip to Beijing.

After withdrawing the money, Boss Fu returned to the Friendship Store as quickly as possible. Fu Wan had already signed the order and was waiting for Boss Fu's money to arrive.

"Awan, give it to me!"

Fu Wan took the bag handed to her by Boss Fu and took out several thick stacks of banknotes from it.

Because the People's Bank of China did not issue 100-yuan banknotes at that time, the largest denomination of RMB was 10 yuan, so more than 5,000 yuan was also several thick bundles.

The salesperson had called his boss over long before Fu Wan took out the money. Now, several people counted the money together. The first motorcycle in the store was sold, and the director of the Friendship Store was very happy.

After paying, you have to push the car back.

Fu Ming moved as fast as he could to get next to Fu Wan.

"Awan, the best Awan in the world, let me push this motorcycle back!"

Fu Wan wanted to laugh when she saw his servile appearance, but unfortunately she didn't have a smartphone to record her brother's appearance.

"Tell you to push it back? No way!"

Fu Ming was rejected and felt a little discouraged.

Seeing him like this, Fu Wan was so happy that she almost laughed out loud.

"Why are you pushing this good bike back if you don't want to ride it?"