Traveling back to 1952, starting a comeback from a relief station

Looking at the ledger on the table, Wang Anping had a vague feeling that this was probably a job placement test for him.

But his arithmetic skills were entirely due to his genuine talent and learning, so he was naturally not afraid of anything.

He reached out and took the ledger, then began to look through it.

These days, without computer assistance, all accounts are recorded on paper and calculated entirely by hand, so some errors are inevitable.

Even among materials that have undergone multiple rounds of verification and are finally filed, it is not uncommon for errors to be discovered later.

This ledger is just a rough draft that the working group has just completed.

Wang Anping had only turned one page when he discovered an error and made a mark next to it.

Wang Qin noticed this and immediately called over a colleague in the group who was good at arithmetic, asking him to recalculate the parts that Wang Anping pointed out.

The result was self-evident: there was indeed a problem with the accounts.

As Wang Qin looked at the young man in front of her, she became more and more satisfied. But when she turned her head and saw that there were so many problems hidden in the accounts, she couldn't help but frown.

She looked through the entries that Wang Anping had marked and then checked the relevant accounts.

His brows furrowed even more, and his expression gradually darkened.

Wang Anping observed all of this, but simply focused on continuing the calculations without saying a word.

He had just noticed.

One entry had a particularly large number of errors and omissions, and it seemed rather strange.

However, since he was new to the group and unfamiliar with the specifics, he couldn't offer any unsolicited opinions.

About half an hour later, Wang Anping checked the accounts twice before finally putting down the ledger.

Wang Qin returned after finishing handing over her tasks.

Seeing this, he laughed and joked:

"Is that all the accounting done? Looks like our Yu'er Hutong work group has really struck gold this time!"

"Several people spent most of the day sorting out these accounts before, but you managed to sort them out clearly and accurately in just half an hour. You really solved a big problem for us."

He's truly a veteran of the revolution; his mental fortitude is exceptional. He's already composed himself.

Then she said cheerfully:

"Hehe, just wait until the quarterly accounting comes around, and you'll see other working groups coming to us for help."

"Anping, if you have time, go and show off your skills so they can see for themselves."

"Our Yu'er Hutong is alright."

"Qianmen Street is full of shops, and their accounts are incredibly complicated. There will definitely be a big gathering there."

"Don't worry, if they don't offer clear terms, I'll refuse them on your behalf."

Quarterly and annual accounting has always been a major headache for all working groups. Having a skilled accounting person can save a lot of effort.

These days, accounting experts are in high demand.

Some work groups lacked the necessary personnel and had to ask other work groups for help.

This was both in accordance with the rules and a rare opportunity to gain exposure, so Wang Qin was naturally happy to facilitate it.

By this time, Sun Hui had already prepared all the onboarding materials for Wang Anping, including his work permit. All that remained was to submit the materials for review, which was just a formality.

Seeing Wang Anping preparing to leave with his work ID, Wang Qin looked him up and down and said:

"Make yourself a new outfit later. If you're a little short on cash, I'll talk to the finance department and get you an advance on your salary."

"If you keep things tidy, people will feel more at ease when you go out to do business."

Well, it seems the old saying that clothes make the man is true no matter where he goes.

When working in the neighborhood, appearance is still quite important.

Wang Anping nodded and said:

"I'll take care of it in a bit."

"I still have the money, thank you for your concern, team leader."

Sun Hui, standing to the side, smiled and chimed in:

"I just reminded him too. With Anping's looks and physique, he'll definitely look very handsome in a new outfit."

After leaving the office, Wang Anping really intended to find a place to make clothes.

To his surprise, just as he stepped out of the courtyard gate, he saw Sun Hui pushing her bicycle out. Upon hearing his plan, she immediately said:

"You're a grown man, what would you know about these things?"

"Come on, I'll take you there."

"Now, if those shops see a young man like you buying fabric and making clothes himself, they might just give you an inflated price."

"Can you ride a bike? Can you take me with you?"

At this time, joint public-private ownership had not yet been implemented on a large scale.

Only a few large manufacturers have just started joint ventures, while ordinary shops are still in the hands of private owners, and their sales and pricing strategies vary.

Sun Hui was worried that Wang Anping, having just arrived in the city, might be too embarrassed to admit his mistake and get taken advantage of.

Wang Anping scratched his head.

Sun Hui is in her early thirties; in his previous life, she would have been just an ordinary young woman.

In this day and age, mothers of teenagers are already immersed in the mundane details of family life.

Wang Anping smiled and said:

"I'm naturally happy that Sister Sun is willing to help."

"But what if my brother-in-law sees this? He won't have any objections, will he? I hope it doesn't affect your family harmony."

Sun Hui rolled her eyes at Wang Anping in front, jogged a few steps to sit in the back seat, and said in a feigned huff:

"You've got some nerve, daring to make fun of me."

"From now on, you're my brother. Let's see who dares to say anything. By the way, do you have a girlfriend yet? How about I introduce you to someone? I guarantee you'll find someone with great prospects."

With nothing else to do, Wang Anping started rambling on:

"That's great."

"Now I have a job."

"It would be wonderful if I could find a wife to settle down with."

Sun Hui's eyes lit up, and she immediately pressed for an answer:

"That's settled then. Tell me, what kind of qualities are you looking for?"

Wang Anping casually remarked:

"As for the requirements, as long as she's pretty and has a good personality, her family background doesn't matter."

Sun Hui raised an eyebrow and smiled:

"You little rascal, you're only thinking about your immediate comfort."

"But your situation is different; you make all the decisions yourself, so this matter is easier to handle."

"If we search according to these criteria, then there are many more options..."

The two chatted and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at Qianmen Street.

This is truly the most bustling area in the capital.

Shops lined both sides of the street, displaying a dazzling array of goods in glass cases. Pedestrians came and went, their calls and conversations mingling together, creating a vibrant and bustling atmosphere.

Sun Hui pointed to a shop not far away and said:

"Anping, that shop."

"Although the items here are a bit pricey, the owner is young, knows the latest trends, and makes clothes with novel styles that suit the tastes of young people like you."

Wang Anping looked in the direction she pointed.

When I saw the sign for the fabric shop, I couldn't help but pause, and I was even more surprised—Xue Ru Silk Shop!

This name.

It could not possibly be a coincidence.

He originally thought he had just transmigrated into the story of the courtyard house, but now it seems that the story of "The Little Woman Under the Zhengyang Gate" has also become intertwined with it.

Wang Anping parked his bicycle and walked into the fabric store with Sun Hui.

The shop wasn't crowded, and he immediately spotted the elegant proprietress greeting customers. He instantly knew in his heart that it was indeed Chen Xueru.