Chapter 212

Director Wei asked the salesperson to be suspended for reflection, actually because this was in public; as a leader, Director Wei must be able to convince the public at such a time.

Otherwise, this kind of dispute can only be considered a small matter in the supply and marketing cooperative, and no leader would pay attention to it!

Moreover, the punishment of suspension for reflection is already considered the maximum punishment; normally, a salesperson would not be punished, because the profession of a salesperson is called a worker!

You must know that workers and farmers in this era are the masters of China, and those who can work in the supply and marketing cooperative in this era, which salesperson doesn't have some influence behind them? Doesn't have some connections?

After Director Wei reprimanded the salesperson, he said to the salesperson: "Come with me to the office."

After Director Wei finished speaking, he walked away without looking back.

And because the salesperson had been slapped for a long time, both cheeks were red; he glared fiercely at Wang An and followed Director Wei away.

In fact, Wang An didn't really slap him well, because this salesperson was also a man; although he was not as tall as Wang An and not as strong as Wang An, he was also constantly resisting and blocking.

This led to Wang An's slaps not being fully swung each time, and when they actually landed on the salesperson's face, they were also reduced in force.

Therefore, the salesperson actually only had a bit of pain in his face and a bit of loss of face, and did not suffer any substantial harm.

As for apologizing to the three of Wang An, that would absolutely not happen in this era, because the supply and marketing cooperative is never wrong.

However, soon, an older salesperson expressionlessly took the place of the previous salesperson.

This time, before Seeing Mu Xueli and Wang Li could speak, Wang An directly appeared with the image of an honest person and politely asked the salesperson: "Big Brother, do you know where that comrade just now lives?"

After speaking, Wang An smiled and took out a cigarette, handing one to the salesperson; the salesperson glanced at Wang An, took the cigarette, and then smiled and said: "What? Are you still going to take revenge?"

Wang An said with a fearful expression: "How could I have that courage? It's just that the look the comrade just now gave me was wrong, and I'm a bit scared; I'm thinking of going to his house to apologize."

Wang An's voice was not low, so the salespeople at other counters nearby and the people buying things heard it clearly.

This led to the expressions of those who heard Wang An's words becoming very strange; some were muttering in a low voice "This person is really hopeless," and some were genuinely worried for Wang An.

After all, buying things in the supply and marketing cooperative depends entirely on the salesperson's mood, so everyone has suffered some unreasonable anger from these bastards to some extent!

It's just that more people dare to be angry but dare not speak, and Wang An's actions just now were equivalent to venting everyone's anger!

And Wang An's words made everyone truly a bit confused.

When beating someone, he was crisp and neat, "pitter-patter" and just beat him up, but after beating him, he immediately became a "coward," which made anyone who understood the process unable to understand what Wang An was trying to do.

But after the older salesperson heard Wang An's words, he just looked at Wang An and smiled without saying a word, which made Wang An truly a bit embarrassed, but with Wang An's thick skin, it didn't matter, so he smiled and said:

"Big Brother, that, I'm here to buy a gun; give me 5 new 56-semis."

The older salesperson had experienced many things, so hearing Wang An wanted to buy 5 guns, he didn't show a hint of surprise, turned around, and took 5 56-semis wrapped in butter paper one by one, placing them on the counter.

Then the salesperson asked seemingly casually: "Who gave you the nickname 'Big Madman'?" Wang An, who was about to open the butter paper to look at the gun, was stunned upon hearing this, the cigarette in his mouth almost fell to the ground; he suddenly raised his head, looking at the salesperson in shock, but couldn't speak.

Damn it, day after day! The salesperson doesn't sell goods properly, why does he even know about these messy things?

Looking at the salesperson's half-smiling expression, even Wang An's thick skin couldn't handle it; damn it, his true colors were exposed!

However, Wang An's reaction was still fast, and flattery doesn't cost money, so Wang An raised his thumb and said: "So Big Brother is the real expert! This is really a case of a real person not showing their true colors!"

"Ah? Is that so? Hahaha..." The salesperson laughed and said.

Then Wang An checked the guns one by one without raising his head; although it was a bit awkward, it didn't really matter.

I have to say, the guns in this era really can't be faulted; there isn't even a single flaw!

After Wang An checked them one by one, the salesperson opened five tickets on a small notebook padded with blue carbon paper, wrote a gun serial number on each ticket, and after writing them all, asked the three of Wang An to sign; after signing, he opened the inkpad box and asked the three of Wang An to press their fingerprints.

Then the salesperson tore off 10 tickets and handed them to Wang An, asking the three of Wang An to go to the finance office of the supply and marketing cooperative to pay.

Seeing Mu Xueli and Wang Li took out the large-denomination banknotes they had prepared long ago with heartache; one gun cost 1150 yuan, so each person had two bundles and one small bundle, which was 2300 yuan; Wang An naturally also took out the money, but Wang An counted it on the spot.

Wang An looked at their slightly trembling hands and couldn't help but feel speechless; they were clearly rich people now, but they were still so afraid of money!

After the three of Wang An took the money and tickets to the finance office, the people in the finance office collected the money and stamped all 10 tickets, and then the three of them took the tickets back to the counter to collect the guns!

Of course, the ticket with the fingerprint, which is the ticket under the carbon paper, was kept by the supply and marketing cooperative, and the one without the fingerprint, which is the one above the carbon paper, was handed over to the three of Wang An along with the guns.

Unexpectedly, each gun came with three magazines and 30 bullets when collecting the guns, but the bullets were not clipped on the magazines and were separated.

Although these things should be mandatory, Wang An still said to the salesperson: "Thank you, Big Brother," and handed over another cigarette.

After the salesperson took the cigarette, he smiled and handed over a piece of used rag, saying: "Use it to wipe the gun when you have nothing to do; be careful on the way back."

Wang An narrowed his eyes suddenly upon hearing this, then smiled and took the rag and said: "Thank you, Big Brother; I'm leaving."

Although no one manages guns in this era, and there are no procedures when the supply and marketing cooperative collects guns, the procedures for selling guns are still very formal; these sold guns are considered to be on record.

However, this kind of registration is actually useless; it's just burning newspapers at a grave, fooling ghosts!

What Wang An is waiting for is the kind of registration that will be done door-to-door in the village in a few years.

After the three of them left the gun counter, Wang Li, who was fiddling with the gun while walking, suddenly raised his head and said: "Fourth Brother, we haven't bought bullets yet."

"Don't buy that stuff; I'll go ask for two boxes in a while," Wang An said casually.

In fact, Wang An was pondering the salesperson's words just now; under normal circumstances for no reason, how could a salesperson say this? And even give a piece of rag?

It's just that I don't know if it's the salesperson who was beaten before looking for trouble? Or someone else?

And what makes Wang An puzzled is that the three of them bought guns! And five guns with bullets!

What kind of awesome person must this be? Not even afraid of guns?

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