The Red Era: Starting from a Truck Driver

Chapter 205: Not Sure
The Oriental Hotel is a fairly large hotel in Changcheng and has private rooms.

But it was also a very simple private room. In later generations, any good restaurant would have private rooms, and the decoration and furnishings were incomparable to that of this era.

After Zhou Lingying and her friends arrived, they politely greeted Director Xiong and introduced her two good friends.

Director Xiong naturally didn't care about the extra people coming. His goal was to accompany Jiang Cheng well and let him take good things to his supply and marketing cooperative next time.

This time, Director Xiong has intercepted Zhu Lan. If Jiang Cheng had not come to the supply and marketing cooperative, at least Zhu Lan would have the initiative on how to dispose of this batch of goods.

Of course, Director Xiong will also give some of this batch of goods to Zhu Lan to maintain her relationships and favors.

"Jiang Cheng, where did you get that can of milk powder at home? Didn't you go to Guangzhou this time? I thought milk powder could only be obtained in Shanghai." Zhou Lingying asked while sitting on Jiang Cheng's right.

Zhang Yan and Wang Fang were sitting on Zhou Lingying's right. They were both girls in their teens. It was normal for them to be curious about where Jiang Cheng got the milk powder.

"Your husband is a driver at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, so it's normal for him to have a can of milk powder. He must bring a lot of stuff home every day." Director Xiong said with a joking smile before Jiang Cheng could speak.

In fact, Director Xiong was also very shocked. Milk powder, this thing is not shabby even if it is given to the heads of some departments. This milk powder is not only for babies, but also very good for the elderly.

When visiting some retired cadres, a can of milk powder is considered a good gift. And now Director Xiong interrupted in a joking manner, mainly to try to get something out of Zhou Lingying.

"Just some food and drinks, nothing else." Zhou Lingying said with a smile.

"Of course. As a car driver, a little food and drink is nothing." Director Xiong said with a somewhat disappointed heart but a flattering expression on his face.

Director Xiong didn't expect that Jiang Cheng's wife looked young and was very tight-lipped. He couldn't get any information out of her. She only talked about food and drinks, but didn't say anything else.

"Sister Zhu, didn't you say last time that someone's son was getting married and needed printed fabric? When can you bring it over to see the styles? We don't have much fabric with red peony patterns left." Zhou Lingying said to Zhu Lan.

Zhu Lan smiled awkwardly. She saw what Director Xiong was thinking. At first, she thought Zhou Lingying was experienced enough and didn't reveal anything. But just after she finished praising her, this sentence exposed her family's financial situation.

This printed cloth cannot be made without industrial equipment. Although it is made of cotton, the pattern is so festive.

Director Xiong was the same, and the wine he had just drunk almost spit out. He thought Zhou Lingying was tight-lipped, but he didn't expect her to reveal the matter of the printed cloth.

"Lingying, we will come over the day after tomorrow to look at the fabrics. National Day is coming soon, and they have set the wedding date on National Day. We plan to bring the girl over to choose some." Zhu Lan said. Since it has been revealed that Jiang Cheng's family has printed fabrics, there is nothing to hide.

"Xiao Zhou, what a coincidence! I also have an acquaintance getting married during the National Day. Do you have any extra printed cloth? Please save some for me." Director Xiong asked.

What he said is true. Nowadays, many people get married on National Day. They choose this day to show their patriotism. And when they have children, many people name them Jianguo, Qingguo, Zhongguo, etc.

"Director Xiong, we still have some printed fabrics at home, but there are so many weddings recently. If you don't come earlier, there might not be any to choose from." Zhou Lingying said. Zhou Lingying was telling the truth. She sold some printed fabrics to Chen Li, and Zhu Lan's. They were all used. She washed the sheets and quilt covers and hung them outside to dry. Many people came to her door to ask for help.

Zhou Lingying made some for Jiang Cheng's family and her educated youth friends, and she also planned to bring some back to her own family. The remaining ones had to be sold, but the price would not be eight yuan a set. With a pillowcase, they would form a three-piece bedding set, which Zhou Lingying thought she could sell for fifteen yuan.

Jiang Cheng sat aside and let Zhou Lingying do whatever she wanted. People have to go through it before they can grow up. He could see that Director Xiong was trying to get his wife to talk, but it was done. If Director Xiong didn't come to get her to talk this time, he would always run into some other director next time.

If she continues to be this stupid, then let her be stupid for the rest of her life, and just be happy.

At least the two good friends of Zhou Lingying, the educated youth, were also ignorant. They thought that Director Xiong was the director of the supply and marketing cooperative in the city, and he was so polite to Zhou Lingying. They also foolishly admired Zhou Lingying's ability.

The dishes were served one by one, all in large portions and on large plates. Zhu Lan and Zhou Lingying both brought lunch boxes to pack up after eating.

After four dishes were served, everyone started eating. Still, those who drank did not eat first. Zhu Lan's husband Wang Tao liked to drink, but Jiang Cheng could not drink with him.

Then Zhou Lingying and Zhang Yan tried their best to eat as much as possible. Zhang Yan and Wang Fang had their mouths full of oil and they wished they could cut open their stomachs and pour the food directly into them.

They didn't drink much during this dinner, because they had finished talking about everything. They just chatted for a while, and then Director Xiong, Jiang Cheng, and Wang Tao started eating. But Zhu Lan's husband really liked to drink, and he would have a few sips during the meal.

The meal lasted until half past six and it was already starting to get dark.

The cloth on the truck had already been unloaded at the warehouse of the supply and marketing cooperative when they came to eat. They just discussed the price and the mode of cooperation. In any case, both parties believed that the deal could be reached at the beginning, so they unloaded the goods first.

After dinner at the restaurant, Jiang Cheng drove everyone home except Director Xiong who was not going along.

It is really difficult to not drive after drinking in this era. In this era, drivers who don't drink will be laughed at. Jiang Cheng can only know what to do, and even being slightly drunk is not allowed.

Today, Jiang Cheng drank with Director Xiong and Wang Tao. He just raised his glass frequently, but he didn't even drink half a glass. If he were at home, he would have no problem drinking two glasses of white wine.

Driving back, there were no zebra crossings or other pedestrian crossings on the road, and everyone would actively give way when they saw cars coming. Even so, after arriving home, Jiang Cheng still warned himself to try to avoid drinking while driving in the future.

When Jiang Cheng got home, he said he wanted to drink some honey water. Zhou Lingying immediately went to boil water, and Zhang Yan and the others also went to help. In the eyes of Zhang Yan and the others, Jiang Cheng's behavior seemed to be nothing wrong.

But if they were to find a partner, they might not be able to bear it if they were to serve them like this. Zhou Lingying's husband is capable and good-looking, not to mention that Zhou Lingying is his wife. Even if they are not Jiang Cheng's relatives, asking them to help boil water and make honey water is nothing.

　Sleep, my schedule is a bit messy now

　　
　
(End of this chapter)