I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 132 Blue Ling Bicycle

Chen Nian'en works six days a week, except that weekends are statutory holidays, and he often doesn't get any rest.

Li Xingxing has a temperament that cannot be calmed down. She no longer thinks about the Friendship Store, and she hangs around in the antique market every day.

Boss Li doesn't have much skill in appraising treasures, but he has quite a lot of friends. With Li Xingxing's favor, he often takes her to various antique shops. The things I like almost go to the handicraft import and export company, and I can get them with a small amount of money.

Going around again, collecting some gems and emeralds is not difficult at all.

Many old jades are sold in sacks, and the most expensive grades are only a few hundred yuan per bag.

It's cheap! It's cheap!
Li Xingxing is like a girl who spreads money, she has been buying, buying, buying, buying, buying, and buying, and knows many great people in the antique world.

Before I knew it, I had accumulated more than a dozen boxes.

Who can I ask for help?
Li Xingxing borrowed the phone number of Chen Nianen's work unit and contacted Comrade Chen with a smile.

Comrade Chen couldn't help laughing: "How much do you like these things that are not suitable for eating or drinking? Okay, I understand. I will ask Comrade Zhao Haiyun to arrange for you, and send them directly to the Li family's old house in Wutong City. It is guaranteed to be safe."

"Thank you so much!" Li Xingxing was delighted.

Those materials are really not in vain, look, now it is almost smooth to buy some antiques and ship them home!
Of course, I have to thank the country for not banning the antique trade at this time.

On the weekend, Li Xingxing and Chen Nianen visited Zhao Haiyun at the Zhao family mansion to thank him.

Zhao Haiyun laughed loudly: "Comrade Xiao Li, we are old friends, it would be too polite to say thank you! Recently I also heard about your great achievements in the antique market, did you spend a lot of money? Would you like me to sponsor you some ?”

Li Xingxing blinked: "You have the money to sponsor me, why don't you talk to the leaders and use your connections and money to import a batch of food and donate it to the general public. There are benefits. How do you say a word? There must be celebrations in a family of good deeds, and there is nothing wrong with doing more good deeds."

Zhao Haiyun rubbed his chin, "You are right, I have to think about it."

Others think that she is innocent, a pampered little girl who only wants to eat, drink, and dress up, but Zhao Haiyun thinks that she has a lot of plans in her heart, and she has accepted her own favor.

Li Xingxing smiled embarrassingly: "Comrade Zhao, let me just talk about it, just listen to it, importing food is not a small sum, and it needs to be done in foreign exchange."

"There is no shortage of foreign exchange. I have an account overseas." Zhao Haiyun said.

Li Xingxing let out an oh.

I almost forgot that this is the local tyrant among the local tyrants.

Because Li Xingxing revealed his intention to leave Shanghai, and there is no reason that he is unlikely to come back to Shanghai in the short term, the local tyrant Zhao actually gave him a gift, so he clapped his hands and asked someone to push a Kun car and hold a jewelry box.

A Kun car is a women's bicycle.

Compared with the [-] bars, it looks extraordinarily light.

Cowhide seat, high-carbon steel frame, doctor lights, and brake technology.

"Lanling bicycles are imported from the UK just arrived in Shanghai. People call them crested bicycles." Zhao Haiyun said to Li Xingxing, "Our domestic bicycles are big and heavy. This one is more advanced and easier to ride. It is suitable for you, when the time comes, I will check it back to Wutong City with your antiques, and I will prepare some ingredients and Shanghai specialties for you."

Li Xingxing let out a wow, "Give it to me?"

Blue Ling brand, she heard the old man said that the old man had it before he found her, and it is very popular in Shanghai.

People after 60 years often say that riding a bicycle in the 70s and [-]s is no less than driving a car. The Flying Pigeon and Phoenix will always be small BMWs, which cannot be cherished, but the Lanling bicycle is the Bugatti Veyron among cars, a real luxury Taste.

(End of this chapter)