After coughing, Cao Zhiqiang said: "Is there any more expensive one? I want the most expensive one!"

"The most expensive one? Are you sure?" the waitress asked.

"Sure!" Cao Zhiqiang nodded, then took out ten ten-yuan bills and put them on the counter, "I'm not short of money, I just want the most expensive!"

The waitress put down the book in her hand and stood up reluctantly: "Wait!"

When the waitress left to get the most expensive guitar, Cao Zhiqiang lowered his head and happened to see the book the waitress was reading.

It didn't matter at first glance, it turned out to be a collection of poems, the book "The Farthest Distance in the World" that he had previously asked Writers Publishing House to publish.

Seeing this, Cao Zhiqiang didn't know how he felt, and he felt a bit dumbfounded.

Because he discovered that the waitress from before was obviously immersed in this book of poems, and she seemed to be unable to extricate herself.

But he was puzzled. How could she be so fascinated by a pamphlet with just fifty poems and no annotations because of the rush to publish it?

It’s not a martial arts novel. As for studying it word for word?

Soon, the waitress took a more exquisite-looking guitar and said, "This one is the most expensive. It's also a red cotton brand. It's 108 yuan. This is the one. Do you want it?"

"Why are they all of the same brand and similar in appearance, but this one is so much more expensive?" Cao Zhiqiang asked.

The waitress said lazily: "This one is the original product of Red Cotton, and the others are OEM products entrusted to other manufacturers. Different manufacturers have different prices."

"Then the quality of this original product can be better?" Cao Zhiqiang asked again.

"I don't know either." The waitress continued lazily, "I don't do this, I don't understand."

Cao Zhiqiang frowned and asked again: "Are you sure this one is the best?"

"I don't know if it's the best," the waitress said, "but it's definitely the most expensive."

Speaking of this, the waitress said impatiently: "Do you want to buy it or not? If not, don't waste my time!"

"Okay, that's it." Cao Zhiqiang said with a smile, "By the way, can I not need the industrial paper?"

"Okay." The waitress became more energetic now, nodded and smiled, "If you don't want an invoice, you don't need an industrial paper. In addition, you have to pay an extra five yuan."

"That's it." Cao Zhiqiang pointed out thirteen yuan again, plus the previous one hundred yuan and pushed it over, "I bought this piano!"

In this way, Cao Zhiqiang paid the money, and the other party handed the guitar directly to Cao Zhiqiang.

Yes, there is only one piano, and there is no bag or case. If you want to take it away, you have to carry the piano directly on your back.

Let’s just say that the original packaging was shipped in a pile, with at most some plastic foam and cartons added to prevent collisions, and there was no separate piano bag or box.

Not only that, the guitar strings are not wound up, so you have to go back and wind them yourself.

Fortunately, they gave me two sets of strings, which are matching original strings, so you don’t need to buy them separately, which is not bad.

However, just when Cao Zhiqiang put his guitar on his back and was about to leave, a young woman dressed in a fashionable style suddenly came across from him.

This woman has short, smart hair, a beige sweater, a dark brown woolen coat, black bell-bottom pants, and a pair of dark brown high heels. She looks quite fashionable.

She walked with a breeze, her expression was calm, she didn't care about the eyes of the people around her, she didn't flinch at all, and her whole body exuded a sense of nobility and arrogance.

Well, to put it bluntly, one has high self-confidence and a strong aura.

Generally speaking, if this kind of person is not pretending deliberately, then he or she comes from a better family background. This is what the saying goes.

If it was during this period, if this kind of person is not a mental patient, then he is most likely a child of a high-ranking cadre.

However, Cao Zhiqiang was not interested in such women, so he only glanced at her and passed by.

After the woman passed by Cao Zhiqiang, she hurried to the counter and said to the waiter in a hurry: "Waiter, where's the guitar? It's the original guitar from the Red Cotton Factory. Give it to me quickly. I'll bring the money."

"

The waitress was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "Comrade, you are late, the guitar is sold."

"Sold?" The short-haired woman was stunned, "How could you sell it? Didn't I tell you to keep it for me?"

The waitress rolled her eyes and curled her lips: "This is not owned by your family. Just keep it if you say you want it? Why?"

"You!" the short-haired woman was furious, "What's your attitude? Is there anyone who can serve the people like you?"

"What's my attitude? What's your attitude?" the waitress said nonchalantly, "I serve the people, and the people must also be of high quality! Are you a high-quality people? It's not like that. Why do I think you look like this?

Where’s the female gangster?”

The short-haired woman gritted her teeth and took a deep breath: "What a sharp-toothed mouth! Let me tell you, I am from the military compound. Believe it or not, I am looking for your leader?"

"Ouch, I'm so scared!" The waitress was not frightened at all, she curled her lips and said, "What's wrong with the people from the military compound? I'm still from the cultural bureau compound!

At what age are you still doing this with me, thinking I'm scared?

Think it's still the past? Are you using the military compound to scare people?

Why, what's the matter with not being cleaned up enough?

Besides, I'm working seriously and I haven't done anything wrong. If you feel like it, just make trouble and see who's afraid of whom!"

"You!" The short-haired woman choked and was so angry that she couldn't speak, but she had no way to deal with the other party.

Yes, you have to say that in the 1960s and 1970s before the reform, the children of the military compound were still a bit intimidating.

But after the reform and opening up, the relevant departments carried out a lot of rectification of the military compound.

The result is that today's military compound is no longer able to scare ordinary people in old Peiping, especially the status of a formal employee of Xinhua Bookstore and a military compound brother is of no use at all.

On the contrary, if a short-haired woman really dares to bully others, she will definitely be the one to get the trouble in the end, because she is unreasonable after all.

Furthermore, at this time, there were only a few people who could work as salespersons in Xinhua Bookstore in Beijing without background, and those without background would not be able to get in at all.

In fact, this short-haired woman didn't do this on purpose. She was just anxious and said these words out of habit.

From this we can see that this is indeed a big boy.

However, just when the short-haired woman turned her head away from looking at the waitress, she was suddenly startled.

Because when she turned around, she happened to see Cao Zhiqiang walking out with a guitar on his back.

That guitar looked so familiar to her, it was the guitar she had taken a liking to before.

Seeing this, the short-haired woman didn't care about the waitress from Xinhua Bookstore. She stepped on her high heels and ran forward, shouting as she ran: "Comrade, comrade, that comrade carrying the guitar, please stay!"

"

Hear this sound.

To be precise, it was after hearing the words "comrade carrying guitar" that Cao Zhiqiang suddenly realized that someone was calling him.

He paused, and as soon as he turned around, he almost bumped into a woman.

Subconsciously taking half a step back, Cao Zhiqiang looked at the woman who stopped in front of him, bent over and held her stomach while panting, and said: "Comrade, you called me?"

"Yes, it's me!" The short-haired woman took a few breaths, then straightened up, "I called you."

Cao Zhiqiang blinked: "Comrade, I don't know you. What's wrong with you?"

"That's right."

The short-haired woman pointed to the guitar that Cao Zhiqiang was carrying behind his back.

"I fell in love with this guitar first because I couldn't get enough money to get it. I went back to get it, and you bought it when I came back. Can you give it to me?"

When Cao Zhiqiang heard this, he laughed directly: "Hey, eldest sister, what you said is that if you like this thing of love, it belongs to you. I have to give it to you?

Such unreasonable rules are not easy to use in the capital today!

To put it another way, even if you liked it in advance and you didn’t buy it at the time, it doesn’t count as yours, right?

You can't just go up and tell someone when someone else buys something that I liked it first and you have to give it to me... What's the difference between this and grabbing it openly?"

The short-haired woman also seemed to feel that what she said was wrong, so she laughed dryly: "I'm sorry, I didn't speak well and said the wrong thing. I, I apologize, but, this is really what I have been attracted to for a long time. I really didn't

Lie to you.

Well, I remember this piano is 108 yuan. I, I can give you more money, okay?

I, I will give you 110 yuan, give it to me, okay?"

Cao Zhiqiang said calmly: "Sorry, I bought this piano for 113 yuan."

"Why are there so many?" the short-haired woman asked in surprise.

"That's all." Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly.

"You were cheated!" the short-haired woman said angrily, "Let's go, I'll take you back to find the waiter. How can you deceive someone?"

"Forget it." Cao Zhiqiang shook his head. He didn't want to say that he didn't use the industrial paper. "I just think it's suitable. There's no need to look for it."

"How can this be ignored?" the short-haired woman continued angrily, "It's wrong to trick people, I'll seek justice for you!

Humph, that waiter knows how to bully the weak and avoid the strong, with her nostrils turned upward, I have long disliked her!"

After saying that, the short-haired woman was about to go back. Cao Zhiqiang was startled and quickly held her hand: "No, sister, don't go!"

"What are you doing?" The short-haired woman turned around and glared at Cao Zhiqiang.

Cao Zhiqiang quickly let go of his hand, and then opened his hands to show that it was an unintentional move: "No, sister, that's not the case. Don't hurt me!"

Speaking of this, Cao Zhiqiang looked around and found that someone had already paid attention to their place. He quickly whispered: "Sister, I didn't use the industrial coupons, so I paid more, so don't make things difficult for others."
To be continued...