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"No, that's not it. I haven't been in touch with Zhou Rong for a long time either!" Cai Xiaoguang shook his head. "I also wanted to ask you, how is Zhou Rong doing in your province? Is she adjusting to life there?"

When Zhou Rong was mentioned, Cai Xiaoguang's eyes seemed to light up.

Even after three years, his feelings for Zhou Rong remained unchanged.

Zhou Bingkun could only sigh inwardly, thinking how lucky his older sister really was!

There's actually a man who's so devoted to her!

Zhou Bingkun looked at Cai Xiaoguang and said, "Since my sister went to your province, she has only written one letter home. It has been almost three years since she last contacted us, so we have no idea what her situation is now."

After hearing this, Cai Xiaoguang sighed and said, "That Zhou Rong is really something! No matter what, she should at least let her family know she's safe!"

Zhou Bingkun didn't want to continue talking about Zhou Rong, so he changed the subject: "Brother Xiaoguang, what brings you here today?"

"I came to see you today because I have some official business I need your help with," Cai Xiaoguang said, sitting up straight as he spoke to Zhou Bingkun, remembering his business.

Zhou Bingkun smiled and said, "Brother Xiaoguang, just say it. As long as I can help, I will definitely do it without hesitation."

"Bingkun, that's straightforward!" Cai Xiaoguang gave a thumbs up and then explained his purpose, "It's like this, your magazine 'Red Gear' has very good sales and influence in other provinces. After hearing about it, our factory leaders wanted to advertise our factory in your magazine. So this task fell to me."

“I was just worried about not having any options, and I happened to remember that you work at a publishing house and are an editor at Red Gear magazine, so I came to ask for your help.”

Zhou Bingkun was taken aback: "Advertising?"

There are quite a few companies that want to advertise in "Red Gear" magazine, but how did a tractor factory like yours come up with the idea of ​​advertising in a literary magazine?

Cai Xiaoguang nodded: "Yes, our tractor factory's sales have been so-so lately, and the leaders are not satisfied, so they want to find other ways to boost sales!"

"Your magazine has a great reputation in Liaoning Province, which is why our leaders want to advertise in your magazine."

Cai Xiaoguang is quite talented, and he actually agrees with the leader's decision.

Regardless of the outcome, taking action is better than doing nothing.

Zhou Bingkun thought for a moment and said to Cai Xiaoguang, "Brother Xiaoguang, of course I want to help you. But I'm just an editor, only responsible for editing the magazine's content. When it comes to things like advertising, it's really not something I can decide."

“It’s alright, I understand. I came to you hoping that you could introduce me to the head of your publishing house so I can talk to them,” Cai Xiaoguang said with a smile.

As the office director, Cai Xiaoguang naturally knew that Zhou Bingkun did not have the authority to place advertisements.

Hearing Cai Xiaoguang say that, Zhou Bingkun nodded and said, "That's no problem. I'll take you to see the person in charge now."

After introducing Cai Xiaoguang to the leader in charge of advertising, Zhou Bingkun left.

Whether or not a deal can be reached depends on Cai Xiaoguang's own abilities.

When Cai Xiaoguang left the publishing house, he came over and greeted Zhou Bingkun again: "Bingkun, thank you very much this time."

"How did it go, Xiaoguang? Did you reach an agreement?"

Cai Xiaoguang said somewhat helplessly, "It's not that easy. This is only our first meeting. But it's good that you're here, and the leader is very accommodating. Whether it will work out or not depends on how we negotiate later."

"That's good. I was really worried that I wouldn't be of any help."

"You've been a great help!" Cai Xiaoguang said with a smile, then added, "By the way, let me tell you something. This year, the national economic situation is better than in previous years. Our province plans to loosen the pork supply and is preparing to conduct a pilot program. The pilot program will be held next Sunday at the supply and marketing cooperative of Shengli Store in the eastern suburbs of the city."

"A batch of pork will be supplied at that time, which can be purchased without coupons or certificates. It will be 48 cents a pound and sold by the piece. If you need it, don't miss it."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Bingkun also became interested.

These days, it's not easy to eat meat. Although he gets meat coupons every month, the quantity is limited.

He was extremely interested in pork that didn't require tickets and had no restrictions.

"Thank you so much, Xiaoguang."

Cai Xiaoguang waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I should be thanking you! I'm leaving."

After Cai Xiaoguang left, Zhou Bingkun checked the time.

Although it's not time to leave work yet, it's not a problem to leave a little early sometimes.

After getting off work, Zhou Bingkun did not go home, but went to the movie theater and found Zheng Juan, who was selling candied hawthorns.

Zhou Bingkun said to Aunt Zheng, "Auntie, I have something to do with Zheng Juan. I'll come back later and help you pack up your stall."

"Bingkun, if you have something to do, you don't need to come anymore. Guangming and I can go back by ourselves."

Zhou Bingkun said with a smile, "How can that be! You and Guangming wait for us for a while, we'll be back soon."

Zhou Bingkun had Zheng Juan sit in the back of the car, then rode his bicycle and quickly left the movie theater.

"Bingkun, where are you taking me?" Sitting in the back seat of the car, Zheng Juan carefully clung to Zhou Bingkun's waist, afraid of falling off.

Zhou Bingkun said with a smile, "I'll take you to a place; there's good news."

A short while later, Zhou Bingkun stopped outside the courtyard of a bungalow: "We've arrived."

Zheng Juan got out of the back seat of the car, looked around in confusion, and asked, "Bingkun, where is this place? Why did you bring me here?"

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Seeing Zheng Juan's puzzled expression, Zhou Bingkun pointed to the house in front of him and said, "See this house? We'll live here after we get married."

"Huh?" Zheng Juan looked bewildered.

Zhou Bingkun smiled and said, "This is the house in front of you. I've already rented it. When we get married, it will be our wedding home, and we'll live here from now on."

"You rented this house? What are you renting a house for? Isn't there enough room at home?" Zheng Juan looked at Zhou Bingkun with a shocked expression.

The Zhou family has two houses, which are much larger than hers.

She felt that even if they got married in the future, it would be more than enough space for them.

So she couldn't understand why Zhou Bingkun still needed to rent a house.

Zhou Bingkun explained, “It’s different! My family only has two rooms. If my dad and older brother come back for the New Year, it won’t be enough room. More importantly, Guangzipian is really inconvenient. It’s inconvenient to get water, use water, or go to the toilet.”

"It's different here! This house has three rooms, so even if Auntie and Guangming come, they can all fit. Plus, it has a separate bathroom, kitchen, and living room."

"See this yard? It's a free gift. You can grow vegetables and flowers in the yard later."

"The environment here is much better than Guangzipian, and it's also very close to the publishing house where I work, so commuting to and from get off work is very convenient."

Seeing that Zheng Juan hadn't recovered yet, Zhou Bingkun took her hand, pushed the bicycle, and walked into the yard.

After parking the bicycle, Zhou Bingkun took out his keys and opened the door: "Come in and have a look."

Zheng Juan was pulled into the house by Zhou Bingkun like a puppet on a string.

Then Zhou Bingkun led me around to each of the rooms.

After seeing the houses where other group members lived in the chat group, Zhou Bingkun even felt that this house was not good at all.

But for Zheng Juan, she was completely overwhelmed by the house.

She grew up in Taiping Hutong, sharing a room with her mother and younger brother.

The entire house was only twenty or thirty square meters, cramped and damp, and couldn't compare to the house in front of us at all.

Zheng Juan looked at Zhou Bingkun with some concern: "Bingkun, this house is too nice, it must cost a lot of money, right?"

“You don’t need to worry about the money, I can afford it completely. Just tell me if you want to live here?” Zhou Bingkun said to Zheng Juan with a smile.

Without hesitation, Zheng Juan replied, "I definitely thought about it, but..."

“There are no buts. Although I didn’t buy this house, I’ve already signed a contract with the landlord. For the next five years, unless I decide not to rent it out, he can’t sublet it to anyone else,” Zhou Bingkun interrupted Zheng Juan.

Zhou Bingkun had calculated this timing perfectly.

The college entrance examination will be reinstated in five years, and he will definitely go to university then.

We'll decide whether to renew the lease or buy the property after I get into university.

"Look at this master bedroom, it will be our new home; this room is for my parents; and this room is for my aunt and Guangming. It's just the right size!"

"And this kitchen, although it's not very big, has water and electricity, so it's very convenient to use; and this living room, we'll buy a bigger table later..."

As Zheng Juan listened to Zhou Bingkun's plan, her eyes slowly welled up with tears.

What Zhou Bingkun said was something she never dared to imagine before, but Zhou Bingkun had already made a plan.

Zheng Juan looked at Zhou Bingkun and said, "Bingkun, why are you so good to me? I don't deserve it."

Zhou Bingkun gently wiped away Zheng Juan's tears and said softly, "Didn't I tell you? Don't say things like that again! You deserve it. If you feel uneasy, then have more children for me in the future."

It was meant as a joke, but Zheng Juan nodded very seriously and replied, "Yes, Bingkun, in this life, I only want to follow you! If you don't want me anymore, I'll die."

"Nonsense." Zhou Bingkun covered Zheng Juan's mouth and pulled her into his arms. "I was planning to marry you this year, but my mother insisted on waiting for my parents to come back and discuss it before we got married!"

“My mom is absolutely not backing down on this, and there’s nothing I can do about it. But don’t worry, we’ll get married by next spring at the latest.”

Zheng Juan put her arm around Zhou Bingkun's waist and whispered, "Auntie is doing this for our own good."

"Of course I know, but the thought that it will be several more months before we can live together openly makes time seem to pass slowly."

Zheng Juan suddenly raised her head, her face flushed, and whispered, "If... if you want, I... I can do it right now..."

Zhou Bingkun smiled and shook his head: "Don't say anything, I know how you feel! But I said I would give you the best, so let's save all of this for our wedding day!"

In this day and age, being together before marriage is looked down upon.

Zhou Bingkun wanted to marry Zheng Juan, not to humiliate her.

He respected her, so he didn't plan to have Zheng Juan before getting married.

Once she relaxed, Zheng Juan looked around the house, touching everything in sight, her expression a mix of nervousness and excitement.

After staying for a long time, Zheng Juan reluctantly left.

"Here are the keys to this house. You can come over anytime you want to see it." Zhou Bingkun handed a key to Zheng Juan.

Zheng Juan said nervously, "No need to give it to me, this is your house, what would it mean if I gave it to you?"

Zhou Bingkun forcefully shoved the key into Zheng Juan's hand: "Take it! And take this money and tickets too. You'll need to prepare anything the house needs. From now on, you'll be the mistress of this place."

Zheng Juan didn't hesitate any longer and accepted the key.

Zhou Bingkun continued, "Juan'er, we're only staying here temporarily. Wait a little longer, and I'll definitely buy you a big villa to live in later! Then I'll hire two housekeepers, so you won't have to do any housework or cleaning yourself."

Zheng Juan did not take Zhou Bingkun's words seriously.

The house in front of her was already unimaginable for her, let alone a large villa and a nanny.

She felt that she was not destined to have that kind of luck in her life.

Pushing his bicycle out of the yard, Zhou Bingkun said to Zheng Juan, "Oh, right, there's something else. Next Sunday, the supply and marketing cooperative at Shengli Store in the eastern suburbs of the city will have a batch of pork that can be purchased without coupons. I'll borrow a tricycle then, and you can come with me. We'll buy two pork racks."

Zheng Juan's eyes widened in disbelief. "Two slabs? That's a whole pig! How much would that cost? Could we even finish it all?"

"It's cheap, 48 cents a pound. Two flasks will weigh about 200 pounds, which is around 100 yuan!" Zhou Bingkun said with a smile. "200 pounds may seem like a lot, but even if we can't finish it, we can pickle it. Anyway, it's impossible to waste it."

Having finally gotten the chance to buy pork at will, Zhou Bingkun certainly wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by.

Although he could ask his fellow group members for help in procuring supplies, Zhou Bingkun didn't want to keep bothering them.

Moreover, it's difficult to explain the source of the supplies that the group members obtained, and it's also difficult for others to see them when they're using them.

These pork pieces are different; they were bought legitimately, so I can do whatever I want with them!

One hundred yuan is a lot, but he still has that much savings.

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Zheng Juan felt that she was becoming increasingly unable to understand her own life.

They used to be so poor that three people had to share a single steamed bun, but ever since they met Zhou Bingkun, they no longer have to worry about food, and occasionally they can even eat meat.

She never dared to dream of such a life before.

She wasn't good at expressing herself, and she could only remember Zhou Bingkun's kindness in her heart.

Although Zheng Juan said it wasn't her house, after receiving the key from Zhou Bingkun, she went there every day for the next few days.

It involved cleaning, tidying up the room, and buying supplies.

Seeing Zheng Juan so happy, Zhou Bingkun was also very happy.

Zhou Bingkun hasn't told Li Suhua about the house yet.

Li Suhua is different from Zheng Juan; her ability to accept things is definitely not as good as Zheng Juan's.

If I knew he had no home to live in and was spending so much money renting a place, I would definitely be very angry.