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

After spending the night together, he roughly figured out He Daqing's personality—a typical seasoned veteran of the underworld!

Yet this same person held Wang Anping in the highest esteem and held him in exceptional respect.

Clearly, this Wang Anping is no ordinary person.

Moreover, he also noticed...

He Yushui, the younger sister, didn't seem unhappy at all when she heard Wang Anping's seemingly advantageous words. Instead, she looked as if it were perfectly natural.

He immediately understood that Wang Anping must have extraordinary abilities.

He immediately nodded succinctly:

"As you command!"

Wang Anping nodded, grabbed a handful of peanuts, and left.

Feeling utterly aggrieved at being completely ignored, Sha Zhu turned to He Daqing and complained sullenly:

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"That Wang Anping guy is clearly taking advantage of our family!"

He Daqing glared at Sha Zhu:

"What an idiot!"

Putting aside other things.

He brought Cai Quanwu back, and Sha Zhu kept a straight face.

Wang Anping had just arrived a short while ago, and Sha Zhu subconsciously started calling him "brother," which finally put Cai Quanwu at ease.

With Wang Anping's abilities, how could he not fawn over him?

Outside the courtyard.

Jia Dongxu led Chen Ting slowly out.

As soon as they turned onto the main street, Chen Ting couldn't contain her curiosity and asked:

"Dongxu, who exactly is that Wang Anping from your courtyard? Everyone in your courtyard treats him differently than they treat others."

"Even your mother seems a little intimidated by him?"

Jia Dongxu pursed his lips.

I wanted to write a few lines, but found that I really didn't have anything to say.

He could only vaguely evade the question:

"That guy's a bad seed!"

"He does all sorts of despicable things in the courtyard. The other day I was on a blind date, and he swindled my girlfriend away. Now that girl is his wife!"

"Anyway, if you see him in the future, just avoid him."

Chen Ting nodded obediently, her curiosity only growing stronger.

She could tell a thing or two about Jia Zhangshi's personality from their first meeting today—she was shrewd and concerned with saving face.

If Wang Anping really was just a "bad seed" who stole her future daughter-in-law, why would she be so eager to curry favor with him?

Besides, just look at how the people in the courtyard were looking at Wang Anping.

It doesn't look like a movie about a bully in a theater.

Jia Dongxu wouldn't think that much.

Seeing Chen Ting agree, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, assuming that she had really taken his advice.

After dropping Chen Ting off near her relative's house, Jia Dongxu happily returned home. As soon as he entered, he saw Jia Zhangshi looking at him with a long face, pointing to the paper and pen already laid out on the table:

"Dongxu, hurry up and write in your diary, don't even think about slacking off."

Jia Dongxu's smile vanished instantly. He moved to the table with a sullen expression and reluctantly picked up a pen.

Saturday morning.

Wang Anping parked his car in the department store's parking lot.

I had only been standing at the door for a short while when I saw Cai Quanwu hurrying over on his tricycle, with a hint of apology on his face.

"Ping-ge'er, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Cai Quanwu's tricycle is rented with others, and the parking place is fixed.

This morning, he didn't dare to delay and went to pick up his car first. He didn't accept any fares from passersby on the way and rushed as fast as he could, afraid of delaying Wang Anping's business.

The two went straight upstairs to the counter selling sewing machines.

Unexpectedly, an accident occurred—

Sewing machines are out of stock.

Several people were standing by the counter, all there to look at the sewing machines. One of them pointed to the sewing machines in the back storeroom and said:

"Comrade, aren't there a few more left? Why aren't you selling them?"

The teller said bluntly:

"If I said no, would I lie to you?"

"Those machines don't belong to our department store. They were ordered by the owner of a huge tailor shop. They were just delivered, and they'll have to find someone to transport them back later."

Wang Anping's heart skipped a beat. He stepped forward and asked in a calm tone:

"Those few units, were they ordered by Boss Chen Xueru?"

The teller initially didn't want to talk to him, but seeing Wang Anping's dignified appearance and extraordinary demeanor, she nodded in response:

"You know about this too? Do you know Boss Chen?"

Wang Anping nodded slightly:

"Is she here?"

The teller looked somewhat surprised, but continued to nod:

"She just went in to check the machine, and she should be going to talk to our manager now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Xueru came down the stairs and spotted Wang Anping. She immediately looked delighted.

However, he also noticed the people next to him and nodded politely in greeting.

"Anping, what are you doing here?"

"What a coincidence!"

Wang Anping understood and gestured towards a less crowded corner. The three of them walked over together, and Chen Xueru's gaze became less restrained than before.

Wang Anping pointed to the sewing machine counter and asked:

"Should we put the machine in the backyard?"

How many units are there in total?

Chen Xueru did not reply immediately, but looked at Cai Quanwu beside her.

Wang Anping introduced with a smile:

"This is my brother Cai Quanwu from the same compound. He's good at physical labor and can deliver goods with his tricycle. If your shop needs to restock or move things in the future, just call him. He's very reliable."

Cai Quanwu looked grateful.

Chen Xueru smiled and agreed, then looked at Wang Anping and said:

"I ordered nine in total. I had to pull a lot of strings to get them. It's really not easy to get sewing machines these days."

Wang Anping, as if he hadn't heard what followed, said in a serious tone:

"I think the number 8 sounds better."

"I'll help you sell one."

Chen Xueru rolled her eyes at Wang Anping, but her gaze looked more like she was being coquettish.

He nodded casually, but was somewhat curious:

"What do you need a sewing machine for?"

Wang Anping said:

"It would look nice to have one at home."

Chen Xueru instantly understood, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, and she hummed as she said:

"You, Wang Anping, you ask me for things to curry favor with Huai Ru, you're so attentive to her, but why don't you treat me this well?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that Cai Quanwu was still beside her. Her face flushed slightly, and she quickly shut her mouth.

Cai Quanwu stared intently at the ground.

I regret following you all this time.

Wang Anping glanced at Chen Xueru helplessly, suspecting that she was doing it on purpose, but Chen Xueru pretended to be innocent.

She could guess that Wang Anping must be reliable to bring Cai Quanwu along.

That's why I made a joke without really caring.

Wang Anping shook his head and told Cai Quanwu to move the sewing machine.

Halfway there, he turned back and asked:

"By the way, how much?"

Chen Xueru waved her hand and said coquettishly:

"Whatever money you want, we'll deduct it from your salary. Since you're being biased, we'll deduct your entire salary for this month."

Wang Anping just chuckled:

My money was withheld, and I was slept with for nothing?

Seeing Wang Anping's expression, Chen Xueru smiled even more smugly, skipping and hopping towards the counter, occasionally giving Wang Anping a nudge from behind when no one was looking.

Cai Quanwu was about to ask Wang Anping which machine to move.

He turned his head and saw Chen Xueru's little action, then immediately turned his head back and pretended not to see anything.

But the shock in my heart surged like a raging sea.