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Back to the 1970s: Building My Fortune Through Time Trading

Chapter 259: Favoritism

Author: Afternoon Dust
updatedAt: 2026-01-19

CHAPTER 259: CHAPTER 259: FAVORITISM

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly hopped onto her bicycle, just as she stepped out the door, Su Jianwu came out of the house, hair all messy.

His eyes immediately lit up when he saw the breakfast on the table, and he quickly called into the room behind him, "Fourth brother, hurry up, there’s something tasty."

With that, he strode over to the table, picked up chopsticks ready to eat.

Just as the chopsticks were about to touch the food, Liu Cuilan smacked the back of his hand: "Did you wash your face and hands? All you know is eating, it’s disgusting."

Su Jianwu could only reluctantly stand up, and as he turned his head, he saw the nearby noodle bowl with just the bowl bottom left, with a small piece of noodle left by Su Xiaoxiao.

His eyes immediately widened: "Mom, you’re biased, only giving special treatment to third sister!"

Liu Cuilan slapped his forehead: "What special treatment, your third sister’s birthday is today."

"Huh?"

Only then did Su Jianwu realize that today was third sister’s birthday, and he hadn’t prepared a gift for her.

No way, must get the fourth brother to think of something.

Third sister is currently the biggest contributor in our family; we must show our appreciation somehow.

Su Xiaoxiao had no idea that someone at home was planning to prepare a birthday gift for her; she was pedaling hard.

After eating the bowl of noodles, she nearly ended up late.

Thinking about the five bucks full attendance bonus, she gritted her teeth and pedaled her bike almost soaring.

Finally, she made it to the department store just before Director Chen opened the door.

Chen Meilan saw her in such a hurriedly chaotic state, didn’t find it strange at all, sidestepped to let her in, and tiptoed to hang up the ’open for business’ sign.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t go straight to the counter; instead, she found a spot near the entrance, hid herself well, opened the game interface, and efficiently clicked to confirm the pickup.

After all this, she kept her eyes fixed on the entrance.

She really wanted to see how this intertemporal delivery was handled, a curiosity she’s had for ages.

As she secretly watched, she raised her head to meet Chen Meilan’s puzzled look.

"Why aren’t you going to the counter to get ready, what are you doing here?"

This girl was sneaky like a pervert, nearly gave her a scare.

Just as they were talking, a honking sound suddenly came from behind.

Chen Meilan turned around and saw a white truck parked at the entrance with red lettering printed for freight contacts and other information.

The door opened, and a man wearing a white shirt, jeans, and a black baseball cap hopped off the truck and started unloading cargo.

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

She never expected this delivery method to be so modern?

Chen Meilan saw the man moving things to the entrance, frowned, and walked over: "Comrade, what are you doing?"

The man handed a delivery note to Chen Meilan: "Hello, thirty sewing machines ordered by your department store, please sign."

Turns out he’s here for a delivery!

Chen Meilan took the delivery note in surprise and gave it a glance.

Isn’t this the electric mini sewing machine many customers have been asking about recently?

Manager Wang even managed to get such rare items, amazing!

Chen Meilan was secretly excited, thinking she’d reserve one for herself first.

Just as she was thinking, the delivery person spoke again: "Hello, please sign here."

The delivery person pointed to the signature spot, and Chen Meilan reflexively signed as he instructed.

Once everything was unloaded, the man jumped back into the truck, started the engine, and left.

By the time Chen Meilan reacted, he’d already gone.

No way, did these sewing machines were just dumped at the entrance?

That delivery man was too reckless; what if someone takes them away?

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao trying to leave, Chen Meilan grabbed her by the nape: "Xiao Su, keep an eye on these for me, don’t let them disappear. I’m going to find help to move them, these are precious goods."

Su Xiaoxiao, inexplicably roped in: "......"

Thankfully, it was just opening time, and there weren’t many people.

Su Xiaoxiao walked around the stack of sewing machines, unexpectedly finding the delivery method quite down-to-earth.

She thought they would appear out of thin air or something.

Behind her, a rush of hurried footsteps quickly approached, with Manager Wang leading, wiping sweat as he ran like he was in a hundred-meter dash.

Manager Wang saw her and nodded as greetings before turning to inspect the sewing machines on the ground.

After checking each sewing machine, ensuring the packaging was intact, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Comrade Su, from where did your relative get this grandpa for the delivery? Such precious items, just left at the entrance and gone?"

Each of these is something an ordinary family needs to save up for a year to afford; the man just dumped them without concern.

"Wait a moment..."

Manager Wang suddenly remembered a very serious issue; this delivery man was not only reckless but careless too, he hasn’t even collected payment, what now?

Su Xiaoxiao noticed his confusion, stepped forward, and pointed at herself: "Manager Wang, my relative said the money could be passed on through me, he’s too busy to come."

Too busy even to collect money, just how busy is he?

"Alright, Comrade Su, you come to the office with me later to get the money; let’s move these sewing machines into the warehouse first."

While speaking, Manager Wang urgently summoned the group behind him.

Everyone began moving the sewing machines busily.

"Is this the mini sewing machine everyone’s been talking about?"

A surprised voice sounded from behind; Su Xiaoxiao turned around to see a young man, looking thrilled behind them, with eyes glued to the machines, as if about to catch fire.

"I was told you didn’t have them before, and now they’re here. Hurry, I want one."

Su Xiaoxiao finally remembered; this young man previously came to buy a sewing machine but couldn’t get one.

Without giving anyone time to react, the young man took out a wad of money from his pocket and stuffed it into Manager Wang’s hand nearest to him: "Here, two hundred forty, ten industrial coupons."

Once he finished speaking, not waiting for Manager Wang to react, he scooped up a machine and was about to leave.

Manager Wang hurriedly stopped him: "Comrade, please wait."

The young man paused, looking displeased: "What now? I’ve already checked, that was the price on the black market; you wouldn’t be trying to raise prices arbitrarily, would you?"

Manager Wang hastily explained: "No, no, these just arrived today, and the price hasn’t been set yet."

Besides, they originally agreed on a price of two hundred twenty, only five industrial coupons required.

Making forty bucks plus five industrial coupons per machine was already considered excessive profit.

Unexpectedly, the black market was even bolder!

Su Xiaoxiao overhearing this purse his lips, never thought those two guys were so quick, the goods hadn’t even arrived, yet the info was out.

The young man anxiously asked: "Then hurry and decide. I’m waiting right here."

Manager Wang: "..."

Such urgency in forceful buying was a first for him.

Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth; well, it’s a sale anytime, better than having to haul it in.

He immediately counted the money in his hand, speaking up, "Comrade, about your money..."

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