Chapter 5 Classmates
After passing through the revolving door, Du Fei stood on the first floor, looking around.
In his memory, he had a high school classmate who worked as a salesperson here. Although the relationship was casual, he was at least an acquaintance. He didn't know which floor he was on.
"Sister, please excuse me, do you know Zhou Xiaoli? I am his classmate." Du Fei asked a salesperson who was knitting a sweater.
"Zhou Xiaoli?" The salesperson was in his forties. He raised his eyelids in a disapproving manner, looked at Du Fei, and paused for two seconds, "To the east of the second floor."
Du Fei thanked him, turned around and climbed up the stairs to the east.
From a distance, I saw a tall girl wearing a purple sweater and two braids chatting animatedly with someone behind the counter.
Zhou Xiaoli is quite beautiful, but she is too thin and has not grown up.
"Zhou Xiaoli~" Du Fei strode forward.
The original owner had a dull personality and didn't stand out in school, but he was tall and energetic. Zhou Xiaoli recognized him at a glance and said with a smile, "Du Fei, why are you here?"
"I miss my old classmate." Du Fei joked.
When the eldest sister who was chatting with him just now heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he glanced at the two of them, the fire of gossip ignited.
Zhou Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips carelessly, "Young man! You have something to talk about. Do you want to buy something?"
Du Fei was not polite and rattled off a list.
Zhou Xiaoli was shocked and blinked her big eyes, "What's wrong with you? You can't live longer?"
Du Fei didn't bother to explain the whole story, and said perfunctorily, "They are not all mine. I also brought them for my colleagues in the work unit. You have to pick them up for me later."
"That's it, no wonder. There are too many things, I can't remember them. You write them down first." Zhou Xiaoli didn't ask further, picked up a pen, pulled out a piece of paper and pushed it over, and asked again, "By the way, where did you graduate?" Look. She didn't seem to know that something had happened to Du Fei's family.
"I'm a temporary worker in the street. I can't compare with your iron job." Du Fei replied while writing.
"You can do it. You can enter the streets quietly. If you become a regular official in the future, you will become a state cadre!" Zhou Xiaoli was surprised.
The sub-district office in Beijing is a serious county-level administrative unit, and even temporary workers with countless people scratching their heads can't get in.
Du Fei smiled reservedly, finished writing the list, pushed it forward, and said confidently, "All cadres and non-cadres serve the people."
"Virtue!" Zhou Xiaoli rolled her eyes at him, took the order, glanced at it, and came out of the counter, "Follow me."
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Half an hour later, Du Fei came out of the department store with Xiao Liu in his arms.
Zhou Xiaoli was really attentive to helping him this time. She went from counter to counter with the list, picking and choosing the best ones.
If you don't know anyone, don't even think about this treatment.
Later, I wanted to help Du Fei find someone to offer an internal special price, but Du Fei didn't agree.
It cost more than eighty yuan in total. Not to mention the trouble and the favor, it only saved seven or eight yuan. It was not worth it.
Du Fei carried the things with both hands and found a small alley to get in. When he saw that there was no one around, he put the things away with an idea in his mind.
Needless to say, this portable space is too convenient. Otherwise, he would not have to go anywhere else with these two big bags and go straight back home.
After leaving the department store, Du Fei saw that it was still early and thought that he was just doing nothing, so he might as well take a stroll.
Take the trolley bus out of Qianmen Street and get off at Dashilar.
In this era, outside the front door there are still
The most prosperous business district in Beijing.
Sure enough, as soon as I got off the car, I saw a scene full of tourists, which was much more lively than the department store.
First, we went to Zhang Yiyuan Tea House and bought a large bag of jasmine flowers.
I walked around Dashilar for a while carrying tea, bought some snacks, and wandered around. At noon, I had a bowl of braised pork in Menzhan Alley, and then took the tram back to Nanluogu Alley.
But Du Fei still didn't go home directly. Instead, he went to the Red Star Bath diagonally opposite the supply and marketing cooperative to take a bath.
After soaking in the big pool, I asked for a massage. My whole body turned red and I felt like I had lost two pounds!
Then, I got a haircut, shave, and pedicure all in one package, all for just one dollar.
Before leaving, I put on my newly bought leather shoes from a department store and a woolen half-coat with dog fur lining. I felt really energetic and warm.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the bath hall, Du Fei looked completely different from before!
Du Fei was already tall and handsome, and at 1.8 meters tall, he was absolutely outstanding in this era. He provoked frequent glances from his two young wives who had just finished washing and were about to leave.
When he returned to the courtyard, he immediately caused a small sensation.
As soon as I entered the gate, I bumped into the third uncle who was about to go out to relieve himself.
"Hey!" The third uncle was startled. He looked up and down several times before confirming that it was Du Fei. "Xiao Du, you are going to heaven! You are acting like a groom."
"Third uncle!" Du Fei also deliberately showed off, turning up the hem of his coat, "How about it, woolen noodles, and black dog fur lining outside the customs."
"Hey~ This is not cheap, life is too late!" The third uncle reached out to touch the slippery dog hair, feeling envious and jealous in his heart.
This kind of fur-lined leather jacket cost more than ten yuan not including the ticket, and he would not be willing to buy it even if I beat him to death.
Arriving at the middle courtyard, wearing a little cotton-padded jacket and braided braids, the pretty widow was washing clothes as always. The hot water in the washtub had already cooled down, and her hands were red from the cold.
Just at this moment, I suddenly saw a tall and upright figure walking into the yard.
"Who is this?" Qin Huairu didn't recognize Du Fei at first glance, but when he took a closer look, he was surprised, "Hey! Are you Xiao Du?"
"Sister Qin, isn't it me or who?" Du Fei smiled and slowed down.
Qin Huairu stopped washing clothes and wiped her hands on her apron. She leaned in and said, "You look so cool. This outfit must have cost a lot of money, right?" She touched the fabric again and said in surprise, "Oh! It's still wooly. You really don't know how to live. This outfit must have cost at least ten yuan."
Du Fei did not comment. Today, he thought carefully about his attitude towards Qin Huairu and other people in the hospital.
This pretty widow is indeed a high-level scheming white lotus bitch, but in the final analysis, she is just a little woman with little culture. Even if she is scheming, her vision and background, as well as her own level, have strictly limited her upper limit.
To put it bluntly, the leftovers that Shazhu brought back from the canteen of the unit, a few white flour buns, or one or two yuan, can make this pretty widow with a beauty and figure above 90 points happy for a long time.
As a time traveler with a plug-in, Du Fei might as well die if he is controlled by her again.
With a plan in mind, Du Fei was no longer restrained when facing the pretty widow. He turned into an old driver and drove at a high speed.
A few words amused the pretty widow, her body trembling, her cheeks flushed, she scolded Du Fei for talking nonsense, but her smiles were full of charm.
Du Fei didn't expect the pretty widow to suddenly use a big move, and was almost broken by a flirtatious glance.
A heat surged from his heart and began to move downwards, making him think in his heart, "This woman is born with a charming bone, ordinary people really can't control it!"