The 1970s Female Supporting Actress Counterattack

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Although the female supporting role Lin Wanwan is better than her, she is not in the eyes of the male lead. Seeing her stupid look, she has an indescribable sense of superiority.

Lin Wanwan stared at Qin Yan for two seconds and scanned his facial features. He is good-looking, but not to the extent of crazy obsession. She must have been blinded by a ghost in her previous life.

Lin Qiu noticed her gaze and was secretly happy. Although this man is good, he belongs to me, Lin Qiu. Others can only envy him.

The eldest brother Lin Mingsheng also got off work. He couldn't wait to come to see his sister. Seeing the two uninvited guests, his brows frowned slightly: "Why are you here too?"

I don't know if it's the instinctive reaction of this body, Lin Qiu is a little afraid of Lin Mingsheng. He casually cares about Lin Wanwan and finds an excuse to slip away.

Lin Mingsheng sat down casually on the chair beside the bed, with one foot on the knee of the other leg. With his sharp face, he looked somewhat romantic. He saw through Lin Qiu's motive at a glance: "Are they showing off their affection in front of you again? It's really boring."

Lin Wanwan was also very happy to see her brother again. Although Lin Mingsheng hated her for not being able to make a good relationship with her in his previous life, he would secretly let his colleagues come over to patronize her business.

Lin Wanwan agreed: "It's boring enough."

Lin Mingsheng: "You don't mind?"

Lin Wanwan: "What's there to mind? I've let it go."

Lin Mingsheng felt relieved, and he rubbed the hair on the back of Lin Wanwan's head fiercely: "It should have been like this a long time ago, what's so good about that kid."

Lin Wanwan slapped his hand away in disdain. Zeng Hongyu called them outside to eat, and Lin Wanwan gave up "revenge" and went back.

The dinner was still rich, all of which were Lin Wanwan's favorites. She ate until her stomach was half full, and then she put down her chopsticks.

After taking a shower, Lin Wanwan returned to the room, closed the door, and took out a wooden box from the cabinet, which was full of her savings. She opened it with a key, and there were only a dozen yuan and a few grain coupons, cloth coupons, etc. She worked in the printing factory for a year, with a monthly salary of 36 yuan, 28 kilograms of grain coupons, 15 feet of cloth coupons, and other benefits of all sizes. She didn't spend too much on food and clothing at home.

But she didn't save any money. She used all her money to buy things for Qin Yan, pens, watches, handkerchiefs, snacks... One of the Swiss watches was worth 200 yuan, which cost her half a year's salary.

Lin Wanwan felt really painful when she thought about it. She guessed that Qin Yan was embarrassed. After receiving the gifts, he gave back some gifts, which were all headwear and scarves. They were worth a lot of money. And she also had some small items that she had bought but never used, and she could make some money by selling them.

If she could successfully sell the things, she planned to set up a small stall to sell cakes. She had been doing this to make a living and saved a lot of money in her previous life. Now this market has not developed yet, and there are more business opportunities.

She needs money now.

Lin Mingsheng asked her for two days off. The next day, she didn't have to go to work in the printing factory. Lin Wanwan packed the things to sell in a bag, stuffed them into a cloth bag, and went out without her parents.

In this era, it is easy to be called "speculation" to set up a stall to do a small business, but it can't stop the black market that specializes in transactions. Lin Wanwan went around a few streets, came to a sparsely populated place, and entered an alley.

This is the black market in the south city. The alley is much more lively than the outside. There are vendors setting up stalls and people coming to trade.

There was a young man smoking with his hands in his pockets by the wall. When he saw Lin Wanwan coming in with such a big bag of things, he went over and asked tentatively: "Are you here to sell things?"

Lin Wanwan knew the rules here. There were special people guarding here, and you had to pay to set up a stall. "Yes, I want a stall."

The man told her a number, and Lin Wanwan paid the money readily. The man led her to an empty stall, "This is your place, you can only set it up for one day."

Lin Wanwan nodded. She just came here to test the waters today.

Lin Wanwan put a piece of waterproof plastic paper on the ground, then laid a piece of blue mat, and then took out the things to sell. Scarves, hair bands, hairpins, combs, head ornaments... all of which are things girls like. They are of high quality, shiny, and very eye-catching in the sun.

Two girls with bags came over and were a little curious to see a beautiful lady with extraordinary temperament setting up a stall here. They stood in front of the stall and were attracted by a scarf. One of them asked, "How much is this scarf?"

Lin Wanwan pointed two fingers and said, "Two yuan each."

The girl hesitated. Two yuan is the price of a pound of pork. It is indeed a bit expensive for an ordinary family. "This is too expensive."

Lin Wanwan showed her business eloquence: "Little girl, this is made of extremely rare natural silk. You will never find this shop again. And you have fair skin. It will definitely look good on you. Do you want to try it?"

The girl nodded: "Okay."

Lin Wanwan stood up and tied the scarf around her neck. She was skilled and put it on the girl quickly. She took out a mirror and handed it to the girl, "Take a look, how about it?"

Another girl with a braided hair was also impressed by the light green scarf, which made her skin look even whiter and more tender. "Wow, it looks really good."

The girl saw herself in the mirror and found that the scarf really suited her. Her attitude changed immediately. It wouldn't matter if she didn't eat a meal less pork, but she would definitely regret not buying the scarf. "Okay, I'll buy it for two yuan."

The girl took money out of her pocket, handed it to Lin Wanwan, and happily accepted the scarf.

When someone stood in front of the stall, it would attract more people. Several girls gathered around. The items on the stall were few but exquisite, which would make people feel that if they didn't take action, the things they liked would be bought by others. Seeing someone paying, people started asking about the price. An older sister bought a butterfly hairpin for 50 cents. The rest of the people were not willing to be left behind, and they picked up the things they liked and paid for them.

An hour later, most of the things in front of Lin Wanwan's stall had been sold, and there were still a few hair bands and a comb left. They were not particularly attractive styles, so Lin Wanwan simply kept them for her own use and prepared to close the stall.

She counted her income today, 23.5 yuan, which was her salary for most of the month.

Lin Wanwan put the things in her bag and walked out of the alley.

There was an old tree with lush branches and leaves at the entrance of the alley. A few gangsters stood under the tree with fierce eyes.

Lin Wanwan saw the leader of the gangsters at a glance - Song Zhi. He put his hands in his pockets, looking lazy and uninhibited. The sunlight fell on his face through the gaps between the leaves, adding a layer of soft light to his sharp features.

He was very good-looking, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose and thin lips.

Behind Song Zhi stood a small gangster with a flat head. They all called him Dongzi. Dongzi had been squatting in this area for a long time and had never seen such a beautiful girl. He was dazzled for a while, but soon remembered his mission today.

Dongzi whispered in Song Zhi's ear: "Boss, I just saw her in the black market. Her stall is doing good business. She must have made a lot of money."