Chapter 338: The Art of Insulting_1

Three days later, on Saturday afternoon, Li Qiao came to the department store alone. There were quite a few people with tickets crowded around the counter selling radios, trying to buy them.

She couldn't figure out why, as everyone seemed to be diligently working, and except for the workers in higher positions who had higher wages, the salaries of others were not much different.

Where had these people saved their money from?

Were they also secretly doing business?

After everyone had finished buying and left, she finally stepped forward and bought a radio with a tape recorder, and sent it back home along with the materials she had prepared earlier.

Having taken care of this matter, Li Qiao felt a sense of relief, and her steps became lighter as well.

Passing by the crossroads, she saw a sign.

It read "Beijing's first privately-owned restaurant."