After being abandoned by the educated youth, I became rich in the 80s

Chapter 161: I have connections in the Shanghai Stock Exchange

"Wha, what?"

Everyone present thought there was something wrong with their ears. Otherwise, how could they not understand what Lan Xin said even though they knew how to read?

What does it mean that I took some photos and had the police station develop them and send them over?

Isn't the police station a very impressive place? Isn't it a place for prisoners and education? When can I take photos for free? And they also print and send them to me.

"This this……"

The villagers stuttered and looked at Lan Xin in disbelief. Uncle Lan at the side also looked at Lan Xin in shock, as if he didn't know her anymore.

At this time, Lan Fucai raised his head from the newspaper and waved the newspaper in his hand.

"Lan Xin, not only did you take photos with the police, you were also featured in their newspapers!"

This was the newspaper that was in the envelope and delivered with the letter. Lan Fucai was standing closer to Lan Xin at the time, so she gave him the newspaper. He lived up to everyone's expectations and opened it to read it. He immediately saw the big photo and long report in the newspaper.

"what?!"

Not only Lan Xin was surprised, but the villagers were even more surprised. They quickly crowded beside Lan Fucai and looked at him eagerly.

"Fucai, tell me what's written in the newspaper!"

"Let me see, let me see, what is written here? Wow, it's such a big photo!"

"Lan Xin and Lan Qing are all here. From the title, this person couldn't be the leader of the police station!"

"…A letter of praise. Hiss, this is a letter of praise!"

Immediately, a young man who could read took the newspaper from Lan Fucai and began to read it word by word. The others did not make any noise at this time and just listened to him quietly.

After hearing this, Lan Xin felt that she could dig out a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment with her toes.

The newspaper didn't say much, just that a police station in a certain district helped a person in need, Lan, and then Lan, in gratitude, made a banner and gave it to the police station, and it said that the police and the public are like one family, etc. Lan's ears were burning with excitement after hearing all this flattering content.

The date of this newspaper was half a month ago. No wonder Zhao Qingfeng said before that it was popular in Shanghai to give people silk banners as gifts. It is estimated that this trend started by showing off this newspaper.

The people in Lanjia Village didn't know any of this. They only knew that Lan Xin and a few others had taken photos with the police chief of a big city police station and had been on the news together. All of a sudden, they all puffed out their chests, feeling proud.

He said this happily.

“This photo is really handsome.”

"Oh my, Lan Xin really gave us, the Lan Family village chief, face. This news has even been published in big cities."

"That's right. We also know the chief of the police station. Does this mean that we have connections in the Shanghai police station?!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Xin quickly stretched out her hand to interrupt, "Uncle, don't talk nonsense. We are all good citizens. It was an accident that I took a photo with this director and published it in the newspaper. I am not familiar with him. Don't flaunt him in public. Let me make it clear first. I will not care about you at all when the time comes."

Lan Xin didn't want anyone to use her name to cause trouble. How could the police station chief remember her, a small fry? He took a photo with her only because of the banner. Lan Xin always knew herself clearly.

After hearing what Lan Xin said, the others had no choice but to shut up in disappointment.

Some people also grumbled unwillingly, "Why would they take photos with people they don't know? There are probably 1.8 million people going to Shanghai every year, so why don't we see him taking photos with those people?"

Uncle Lan glanced at the man coldly and warned him, "Okay, listen to Lan Xin. The person I saw taking photos with was Lan Xin. Who do you think you are?"

He was also very excited and turned to look at Lan Xin and asked.

"Lan Xin, can you give me a copy of this photo and newspaper? I'll hang them up in my office."

"Ah?" Lan Xin's eyes widened because she thought she had heard it wrong.

No, why would you hang this irrelevant thing in your office?

"Of course I'm showing it off. This is a photo of us villagers and the chief of the city police station. It will be very impressive if I share it with others."

In just one sentence, there is no other official as high-ranking as him in the entire county, right?

"Not really, uncle, it's really not necessary." Lan Xin hurriedly tried to stop him, not wanting to hang her photo in a busy office.

Although the photo was not ugly and it wouldn't be embarrassing to post it online, she was still embarrassed.

"This is a big deal!" Uncle Lan looked stubborn. Lan Xin couldn't stop him at all. She could only give Uncle Lan the two most complete group photos and the newspaper.

He took it happily, as if he had found some treasure. The other villagers also looked at it happily and volunteered to give it to him.

“This needs to be framed.”

"Yes, yes, yes. It has to be made like the photo frames in the photo studio, so it looks grand."

"Okay, let's make a frame and frame it." Uncle Lan waved his hand and agreed with this suggestion.

Lan Xin didn't dare to say anything at all. She just silently collected the photos she had sent out one by one. However, she was not sure how many photos were in the big envelope. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw all the photos were collected.

At this time, someone came close to her ear and asked quietly, "Lan Xin, how are you going to sell that tea egg?"

Lan Xin turned her head and looked at her in surprise. Just now, this sister-in-law was hesitant, worried that the tea eggs could not be sold. Why did she change her mind now?

As if she saw Lan Xin's doubts, she smiled uncomfortably, covered her face with her hands and whispered, "You have come back from the big city, and you have met such an amazing person. You must know the outside world. This tea egg must be a good seller!"

Since she can sell it and make money, she certainly doesn't want to miss this opportunity. She is also afraid that others will snatch it from her.

As a result, someone immediately said stupidly, "No wonder Lan Xin dares to sell such an expensive item as eggs. It turns out that she knows the chief of the police station. Lan Xin, do people in big cities outside eat eggs as their meals?"

"Did you learn how to make such fragrant tea eggs from the master chef in the city?"

With these two sentences, the chattering about Lan Xin and the police chief shifted back to the topic of Tea Egg.

Only this time, everyone's colors became even more fiery.

Those who were hesitant just now now seemed to have made up their minds and chased after Lan Xin and asked.

"Lan Xin, do you still mean what you said just now? How are you going to sell this tea egg to us?"

"Where to sell it and how much to sell it for?"

Discussing what a police station so far away from Shanghai is doing is, of course, more important than its own interests.