Now that the bunk has been selected, the next step is to decorate it. Song Qingyun said that he knew people who were engaged in decoration, and as long as Chen Yang told him what kind of decoration style he liked, then he would let them do the work.
After hearing this, Chen Yang nodded and said that he would draw the drawings first when he went back, and then he would ask Boss Song to invite the construction team over.
"This guy doesn't even know how to decorate, does he?" Looking at Chen Yang's leaving figure, Song Qingyun frowned and thought, "Go back and draw the drawings? Is this okay?"
The next morning, Chen Yang got up early, packed up carefully and prepared to go out. What do you do when you have money? Spending, of course! Today I am going to buy two important things, a walkman and a bp player.
Fang Ziwei has always wanted to buy a Xiaosuo Walkman, but unfortunately the price is too expensive. Although her salary in the hospital is not low, if she goes out to eat, buy snacks, and go shopping, she won't have much money left in almost a month.
Aunt Zhao would never buy her such a thing, so owning a Xiaosuo Walkman became Fang Ziwei's extravagant wish. Now that I have money, I naturally want to give her a surprise.
If you own a shop, your network of contacts will be wider in the future. You can't let others go to the shop to find you when they have something to do, right? Although I also want to have a mobile phone like Boss Song, but I don't have enough money at the moment, so I can only buy a bp machine first and then get a mobile phone for myself by the end of the year or next year.
In 1993, it was no longer a pure digital bp machine. There was already a bp machine with Chinese display. I temporarily bought a bp machine to make it easier for others to contact me.
Chen Yang had never owned these two things in 1993, and he didn't know how much they would cost. After much deliberation, he took his father's briefcase and put more than 20,000 yuan into it, so he was prepared!
Wearing a shirt with vertical stripes, straight trousers, shiny leather shoes, and holding a briefcase from the 1980s in his hand, Chen Yang went out in a nonchalant manner.
Jiangcheng No. 1 Department Store is the largest shopping mall in Jiangcheng. For as long as Chen Yang can remember, it has been overcrowded on holidays. Fortunately, today is not a holiday, so the flow of people is relatively small.
When he came to the place where Walkmans were sold, Chen Yang lay on the counter and looked at it. There were CD Walkmans inside. Oh my god, this thing actually costs more than 3,000 yuan!
More than 3,000 yuan is equivalent to half a year's income of an ordinary working-class family. No wonder Aunt Zhao never buys it for Fang Ziwei.
As Chen Yang was watching, a young and beautiful saleswoman walked over from the counter, took a look at Chen Yang's dress, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Hello.
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