Yang Rui sat under the shade of the tree and had a full meal, slowly went down the mountain to the post office in the town to get his remittance.

The post office is a newer building in the town. It has two floors, with ash on the outside, and has double wooden doors to welcome guests. It is open below and office above.

The sales department is also divided into three parts, in the middle is the counter for collecting letter parcels, where the money is paid and invoice is issued. On both sides of it are the telephone booth and the place where the letter parcels are stored, each with a salesperson working.

Compared with the post offices in Xizhaizi Township, the post offices in Xibao Town are grand, which is also because there are many small and medium-sized state-owned enterprises in the local area. Most of the bicycles parked at the door and the people queuing at the telephone booth are from nearby state-owned enterprises.

When Yang Rui entered the door, he was spotted by Sister Li on the counter. She stopped her work, greeted Yang Rui, and shouted at the top of her voice: "Mistress Wu, your Brother Yang is here."

"What are you calling out? It's Yang Rui, not Brother Yang." A 10-year-old girl came in from the backyard and said angrily. Shui Lingling's big eyes looked at Yang Rui and smiled, "Yang Rui, are you here to collect the royalties again?"

"Yes, I'm almost out of money." Yang Rui nodded honestly.

"My mother also said I'm so big, you've spent dozens of dollars this month." The girl from the Wu family called Wu Qian and grew up in the same yard with Yang Rui. She was two years younger than him. After graduating from junior high school, she replaced her mother to work in the post office. Because she was beautiful and young, she looked a little weird. Since she met Yang Rui's remittance, she always teased him a few words. Sister Li, the oldest in the institute, also cooperated very well and called Wu Qian out every time.

Yang Rui said helplessly: "I'm growing up and eating a lot."

"I'm also growing up. The monthly food expenses are only 10 yuan, and the rest are confiscated to my mother." Wu Qian complained, and neatly pulled two orders and put them on the counter, asking Yang Rui to fill in it.

Yang Rui glanced at Wu Qian's bulging chest hidden under his sportswear, thinking: If you grow your body, you shouldn't be able to wear clothes anymore.

Wu Qian seemed to notice something, and turned her side in a difficult situation, but did not completely avoid it. She chattered and talked about the little gossip in the town.

Yang Rui listened quietly, and at the same time, he carefully filled out the form according to the remittance form.

He likes to listen to Wu Qian's words. The girl's voice is crisp and soft. The crispness comes from the speed of speech, and the softness comes from the tone, giving people a feeling of crispness on the outside and tenderness on the inside. It is like light music surrounds the ears, and it has a relaxing effect when you don't think about the content.

On the other hand, Wu Qian is also a little beauty with very white and tender skin. Her melon-seeded face seems to be able to express thousands of emotions. She is always changing. The so-called eighteen-no ugly women, let alone a sixteen-year-old girl.

Although I am a little younger, it is also a pleasing benefit.

"Fill it." Yang Rui pushed the documents and remittance form over.

"Let's take a look." Wu Qian pursed her rosy lips and checked carefully.

Sister Li also finished the business of the person next to her and said with a smile: "You must see it clearly. It will be convenient to check his small account in the future."

"Aunt Li, if you do this, I won't talk to you anymore." Wu Qian pouted and shook her braids as if she was acting coquettish.

"Okay, okay, I'll make tea, you two young people chat." Sister Li was originally a good friend of Wu Qian's mother. After Wu Qian made a fuss, she patted her back with a smile, picked up the teacup and went to the back room.

Wu Qian twisted her waist like a cat, her chest trembled slightly, making Yang Rui cough repeatedly.

"Looking around, just dig your eyes off." Wu Qian put her little head in front of the counter and threatened Yang Rui "viciously".

Yang Rui said embarrassedly: "I didn't mean it."

"Dull it down on purpose now." In order to show her force, Wu Qian used her right hand to make a cat claw in the air.

Yang Rui had seen the same movement in many girl dances, but Wu Qian must have never seen it, which made him stunned.

"Hey, I've filled in the wrong here... I've filled in again." Wu Qian finished checking, and his nails drew a line at the amount, and then gave him a list.

Yang Rui was stunned again and said, "No mistake."

"I said that I didn't fill it incorrectly. Your form is 2,037 yuan, and your form should be... Huh!"

She widened her eyes and counted both sides. Before Yang Rui could react, she suddenly shouted: "Sister Li, Sister Li."

"You kid, call me Sister Li when you use people, and call me Aunt Li when you don't. Come on." Sister Li filled her enamel cup with water, walked to the counter and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It seems that the remittance order is wrong." Wu Qiangang started working, and her salary plus bonus was only 42 yuan. When she saw the 2,000 yuan royalty fee, she was wrong, and the second reaction was also.

Sister Li came over with a smile and said as she walked: "How could the remittance order be wrong? Let's take a look..."

She took a sip of tea, browsed Yang Rui's remittance form from left to right, from top to bottom, and then read it again.

"Puff..." The tea that had swallowed halfway was sprayed out by Sister Li.

"Are you wrong? These people are too unscrupulous and have made mistakes in things as important as remittance bills." Wu Qian muttered and pushed the new document to Yang Rui again.

Sister Li patted her lightly, pulled back the new document, and whispered: "The remittance order is right."

After saying that, she looked at Yang Ruilai as if she was watching a giant panda.

Unlike Wu Qian, Sister Li has seen some large remittance bills. For example, there are always some bus drivers who run transportation, college students who stay in the special zone, and overseas relatives who send money, which amounts to several thousand yuan.

However, the money sent by others is saved up, and some are still borrowed.

Yang Rui's remittance form is a clear royalty.

In other words, he made more than 2,000 yuan in one transaction!

"How is that possible!" Wu Qian also asked in surprise.

Yang Rui knew that he couldn't explain it anymore, so he coughed and said, "I have a popular science article published in a magazine. Because there are more words, people give it more."

"That can't be that much. Don't lie to me. The manuscript fee of Hedong Daily is only 15 yuan, one thousand words, and 2,000 yuan costs more than one hundred thousand words. What popular science articles are you writing so long?" Wu Qian questioned frivolously.

“I published a high fee for magazines.”

"How tall?" Sister Li asked afterwards.

Yang Rui hesitated for a moment and said the truth: "65 yuan is one thousand words."

Wu Qian widened her eyes and calculated in her heart that the monthly salary and bonus was 42 yuan, and the monthly salary was only 63 yuan, and it was still not as good as Yang Rui's 1,000-word royalty...

Sister Li couldn't help but think of the three highs during the sports period, the so-called famous directors, screenwriters, and actors, with high salaries, high royalties and high bonuses. These were all the targets to be defeated at that time... Compared with Yang Rui, the royalties were really high.

"This, can you withdraw money today?" Yang Rui interrupted the two of them's random thoughts.

Sister Li was shocked: "How can there be so much money in the institute? You have to make an appointment."

"Then make an appointment."

"No." Sister Li lowered her voice: "It's more than 2,000 yuan. What should I do if I send it here to lose it? What should I do if I steal it and rob it? It's not easy to get it in the office. If you go to the county, it's best to get it in the city."

Wu Qian pulled Sister Li: "Yang Rui has to come back after he gets it in the city. What should I do if he is stolen and robbed on the way?"

"You little girl." Sister Li snorted, pushed the remittance single, and said, "I can't care. Please tell me to the director to see if he can get it for you."

"I'll go with you." Wu Qian turned out from the counter without leaving the door.

Yang Rui had no choice but to go to the second floor to find the director.

The director of Xibao Town Post Office is Wang Guohua's father and an acquaintance, so he called the county and made an appointment to withdraw money tomorrow.

Yang Rui left the unopened front door on the table with a pack of unopened front doors on his body, thanking him.

In the years when white posts were rampant, sending money to white posts at the post office was not a news, and being able to get money quickly and smoothly is also a helping hand.

When Yang Rui returned to school, Wu Qian stood on the counter and started flipping through things. After a while, she found paper and pen, and began to write words one by one.

When Sister Li asked, Wu Qian said, "I also want to write an article and publish it in a magazine."

"Silly girl." Sister Li laughed, pressed Wu Qian's pen, and said with her ears: "You have time to write articles, why not find a good son-in-law, do you understand?"

Wu Qian's face turned red with shame, she shook her away and said, "Auntie Li, you teased me again."

"Aunt Li is not teasing you. Just say that Yang Rui is a young man with strong energy (dialect) and capable, and his father is still the secretary of Xizhaizi Township. He will not be able to catch him after he has worked for two years. You are embarrassed to say, I'll tell your mother."

"Sister Li, no." Wu Qian grabbed her sleeve and refused to relax.
Chapter completed!