Lie and win in the chronology with space (MTL)

Chapter 40

Chapter 40 [VIP]

    A thousand yuan bonus, what is the level?

    Well for example.

    Now to buy a bicycle, in addition to getting an industrial ticket, if it is only in cash, the price is about 130 yuan, and the market is still in a state of short supply.

    In total, Jian Qingtong's bonus this time is only seven or eight bicycles.

    In the case of baby strollers, considering the reduction in material cost, and conservatively calculate the net profit of at least fifty yuan a piece, then her bonus is only the price of selling twenty baby strollers.

    It doesn't seem like much, but this year's bonus of 1,000 yuan is actually quite a lot. It is equivalent to ten months' salary of Tang Yuanzheng's battalion commander. Ordinary families may not be able to save so much money in a year.

    Jian Qingtong was not dissatisfied with the rewards from her superiors, because what she got was far more invisible benefits than real prize certificates.

    The latter is what she values ​​more.

    China is a human society, which is especially important in this special era.

    Jian Qingtong came from the end of the world with her golden finger, and she really didn't worry about the shortage of material things and her life would not be as good as others; what she cared about was always the dangers lurking in the dark, such as the unpredictable people's hearts.

    She is not good at dealing with these, so she finds a strong protective umbrella for herself and leans against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

    So far, her efforts have paid off. Whether it is Tang Yuanzheng or the superiors of the army, it is great to gradually realize her value and show a gesture of cooperation and even shelter.

    "I received the bonus, and Minister He personally sent it over. It's too polite."

    Jian Qingtong thanked dryly, not very good at balancing words.

    In the face of this kind of old fox who has become a fine, her cleverness is not enough to see at all.

    No, I don't dare to show ugliness at all. Being smart is far more annoying than having self-knowledge.

    Xia Mingliang nodded in satisfaction, and teased Tang Guo for a while, then gave her a small tank model made of bullet casings, and told Jian Qingtong to watch the children not to bite their teeth, so he happily called Yu Yang to take them downstairs.

    Jian Qingtong hugged Tang Guo, and Yu Yang helped carry the stroller. They diligently sent them to the flat outside the office building. She carried Tang Guo into the car and sat down, and then watched them go away.

    Tang Guo was not interested in the icy little tank, and quickly threw it aside, happily watching the catkins flying all over the sky, giggling and reaching out to grab it.

    Jian Qingtong was afraid that she would eat it in her mouth, so she hurriedly took out a lollipop to cover her mouth, and she just grabbed it and played with it.

    Walking along the forest path with one hand pushing the stroller, Jian Qingtong also leisurely reached out and took a catkin in the palm of his hand.

    The willow catkins are lingering, light and hazy, revealing a lingering melancholy energy, not as cold and flawless as snowflakes, nor as simple and honest as cotton.