Yun Jue was in a much better mood after hearing the foul language. She still straightened her back in an elegant manner while sitting on the bed, and looked at Fang Zhe with an unkind look: "What are your plans for the evening?" Fang Zhe was a little confused when he heard this, what arrangements?
What arrangements can be made? Do you think this is Songjiang? This is Jiangcheng, Jiangcheng in 1993.
"Have a good rest at night. I will take you out for a walk tomorrow." Fang Zhe thought for a while and gave this answer.
At this time, someone knocked on the door. Fang Zhe opened the door and saw that it was Wu Mingzhu. After letting her in, the two women sat on the bed and Fang Zhe sat on the chair. Wu Mingzhu said: "Are we just going to sit like this?"
"It's Chinese New Year. If the hotel is open, just stay away and have fun. Otherwise, you'll have to go to my house and spend the whole night." Fang Zhe said casually.
Yun Jue nodded and said: "Yes, the country is still very backward, especially in small places like Jiangcheng. There is no nightlife at all." Fang Zhe said: "Let's chat, I'll order some boiling water for tea."
After saying that, he went out to find the waiter. The two women were waiting for him to go out. Yun Jue immediately said: "It's embarrassing, he guessed it."
"You blame me? You can't say it yourself, I said I would come." Wu Mingzhu joked, and Yun Jue hummed and said nothing.
"What the hell are you talking about? I'm here to talk about cooperation, what about you?" Wu Mingzhu's arrogant look angered Yun Jue: "Talk about cooperation? If I don't come, you can talk to him about *****, of course.
Am I stupid? You come to discuss cooperation on the first day of the new year, why can’t you wait until after the new year?”
"Isn't it too late? The flight we booked is for the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. He may not be able to go to work on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year?" Wu Mingzhu retorted with a guilty conscience. After all, the first day of the Lunar New Year is too exaggerated.
"You insist on fighting with me, right?" Yun Jue came closer, his eyes fierce.
"Fight? It sounds like you have succeeded. You have to be confident. Are you still afraid that I will fight with you? Let's finish it at home first. Look at how pitiful you are. You dare not return to the imperial capital during the Chinese New Year. What will your father say?" Wu Mingzhu?
In fact, I sympathize with Yun Jue. It’s hard to return home.
"Forget it. Let's not talk about it. Do you really plan to cooperate with him and cross-shareholding?" Yun Jue brought the topic back. Yun Jue still knew about Teacher Bai's existence through Wu Mingzhu. Therefore, the two have nothing to attack each other.
of.
Speaking of making money, Wu Mingzhu felt much better and nodded: "Of course. When it comes to making money, this guy is very good. Neither you nor I thought that the styles he designed could be sold in the United States. At first, I just wanted to try it.
, I didn’t expect to make money.”
"Okay, stop showing off. I also divided the money into tens of thousands." Yun Jue was a little irritated, and Fang Zhe had a vague attitude towards her. This made her very unhappy. She was thought to have confided in each other after returning to China, and then she was not ashamed.
Nothing shameful happened.
Reality is like a basin of cold water. Winter is exhausting both physically and mentally.
"Why don't you tell me, after deducting taxes and expenses, our profit last year was 800,000, and you have 10% of the shares to invest in expanding the business. There are no competitors for clothes of this grade now. In the future, we will really
It’s hard to say. In the past two years, the relationship between China and the United States has not been good, and there has been very little business. From what we say, it is really thanks to him. People must be content, and he does not owe us anything.”
Yun Jue felt exhausted and lay on the bed and spoke feebly: "I don't think he may be willing. Yi Ren's business in China is scary. Last year, Fang Zhe made a profit of at least 10 million. Think about it, he only graduated a few days ago?
To be honest, I can't believe that he can do this."
Wu Mingzhu lay next to her and said quietly: "We have to go back early, school is about to start. I almost failed the entrance exam for this business. The private universities in the United States are easy to get in and difficult to get out. You have to think about it, should you continue studying abroad, or should you continue studying abroad?
Come back secretly."
"Let's stay for two days. I will fly to the Imperial Capital the day after tomorrow. Since I'm back, I have to go see my mother. I don't know how my mother is scolding me for being heartless." Yun Jue's mind was confused again.
Fang Zhe came in with a bottle of boiling water. The two women quickly sat up and tidied their clothes. Looking at Fang Zhe making tea, Yun Jue felt much better. In fact, Fang Zhe really had nothing to say to her.
There is nothing between the two of them, just a hint of emotion, and there is no clear relationship between them. So, do you ask too much?
One cup of tea per person, there is no teapot, and there is no tea art. The tea leaves are all tea bags in the hotel.
"Let me say a few words. You two are visiting on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Fang Zhe will keep this friendship in mind. Today's situation is more urgent. I will drink tea instead of wine and propose a toast to you two." Fang Zhe said, raising his tea cup and taking a sip.
.
Wu Mingzhu smiled and said: "Don't use tea instead of wine. There should be wine for this. Go buy some food and wine and come back."
Yun Jue's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Yes, let's go together. The hotel should have a kitchen. It's not difficult to prepare a few dishes."
Fang Zhe looked at the coffee table and two small sofas here and thought this was a good idea.
"Okay, you go ask the kitchen if they can make some food, and I'll go get two bottles of wine. I brought back a lot for the Chinese New Year."
"Wait a minute, red wine is the best, white wine is too spicy." Yun Jue also picked it, Fang Zhe waved his hand: "Just wait."
After going out and going downstairs, he opened the trunk of the car and looked at the cardboard box in the corner. Fang Zhe smiled and said, "No need to take it back." This wine was a gift from Liu Shiduo years ago. There were four bottles in total. Fang Zhe didn't like drinking this.
, I usually drink white wine, and occasionally some tiger bone wine.
Pick up the Remy Martin, and then look at the two bottles of tiger bone wine. Think about picking up one bottle, they drink red wine, and you drink this.
I was lucky. The hotel kitchen hadn't finished get off work yet. I heard that I wanted to order food, but I was given US dollars, so the manager on duty went to do it. Foreign exchange is not directly available in China, but you can exchange foreign exchange on the black market, which is better than exchanging at a bank. suitable.
Fang Zhe came back soon. He came in with wine and saw the two of them setting up the coffee table. He smiled and asked, "Is there really food?"
"I wasn't happy at first. I said the kitchen was about to close. I asked for US dollars, but my attitude immediately changed. It's Chinese New Year, and there probably aren't many guests in this hotel. We spent a small amount of money to enjoy full-time service." Wu Mingzhu said proudly.
No, her demeanor is different now that she has money. Fang Zhe didn't bother to look at her smug face, put down the wine and sat on the sofa.
"This hotel is okay. This is the only hotel in Jiangcheng that's pretty good. If you have connections, it's better to stay in Xiaozhao."
"Thanks to the reform and opening up, there were no good hotels in the city. We didn't want to improve the public image, so we built one. The boss seems to be from the south. I don't know what's wrong with his brain, so he came here to open a hotel.
"
Yun Jue laughed and said, "It's really awkward for a southerner like you to talk about southerners."
Fang Zhe also said happily: "Don't mention it, people in Lingnan say that Jianghuai is from the north, right? The geographical location of Jianghuai Province is rather awkward. It's an inland province that hasn't been opened up before. After all, it's pretty good.
It is a major grain-producing province. After the reform, Liangjiang Province next door immediately left Jianghuai Province behind."
Yun Jue said: "Didn't you say that we are going to fully open it up? The location in Jiangcheng is okay, right?"
Fang Zhe shook his head: "It's difficult. It won't happen for a while. The spring breeze of reform has not yet reached Jiangcheng. The Yangtze River Delta is picking up quickly. The geographical location is great. Songjiang, in particular, will surely become the leader in domestic economic development within five years."
City."
Yun Jue looked at Fang Zhe with a dazed look in her eyes. She liked Fang Zhe in this state. He was particularly charming when he criticized Fang Qiu for the economic situation and pointed out the country.
Wu Mingzhu came out of the bathroom, holding a cup in her hand and placing it on the table: "Pour the wine, one goes first."
"The food didn't come? Why are you anxious?" Fang Zhe retorted, and Wu Mingzhu said: "You can drink Remy Martin without food. By the way, there is an advertising slogan for this wine. Once the Remy Martin is opened, good luck will come naturally.
I even saw it on TV when I was in transit in Hong Kong City.”
Just as he was talking, Yun Jue slapped his forehead and said, "I brought you a gift, but you forgot about it." After saying that, he stood up, opened the box, took out two 35 cigarettes and threw them to him.
Fang Zhe said: "I don't know what you like, so just make do with it."
Fang Zhe took it and said with a smile: "It's good. This cigarette is still very rare in China for the time being. Young people like it very much and think it's face-saving."
Wu Mingzhu said: "I bought one. What do you mean, you don't like it?"
Fang Zhe shook his head: "I don't care. If possible, I still want to taste the special cigarettes."
Wu Mingzhu said angrily: "I know you don't like it. If I had known, I wouldn't have bought it for you. What do you mean by special supply of cigarettes?"
Fang Zhe said nothing, but turned to look at Yun Jue. She smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll bring you a few bags on the way back."
Wu Mingzhu started to pour the wine, not much, just a sip, as this is a habit developed in the United States.
"When I was in the United States, I often couldn't sleep when I was homesick. I thought I would fall asleep after just two drinks. Unexpectedly, the more I drank, the more energetic I became. Now I suspect that I am addicted to alcohol." Wu Mingzhu said that Fang Zhe's liver trembled because he drank so little.
No.
Yun Jue raised his cup and said, "Come on, one of us, to get together." After the three clinked their glasses, they each drank.
Wu Mingzhu poured another glass of wine and said, "Why aren't you here yet? By the way, is the wine enough?" She glanced at the four bottles of Remy Martin and nodded with satisfaction: "That should be enough." Is this a female alcoholic?
"How to relieve worries!" Yun Jue raised his cup and shook it at Fang Zhe.
Fang Zhe said with a crooked mouth: "I advise you to drink less. Being addicted to this thing will have a greater impact on the brain. Also, don't drink and drive. If you kill others, you will have to pay for it. It's not worth killing yourself."
At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Fang Zhe went out to take a look. Three waitresses, two carrying plates, and one carrying a small stove and charcoal, came in. The two cold dishes were peanuts and preserved eggs, three hot dishes, and a pot.
After lighting the charcoal, he set the pot and the head waiter handed over a list.
Wu Mingzhu placed a picture of Franklin grandly: "No need to look for it, here is another pot."
As a result, the one-hundred-dollar waiter left happily. The three of them looked at the pot that was gradually boiling. Fang Zhe said: "Beef hot pot is very ordinary." Yun Jue smiled and said: "What else do you want to eat? Delicacies from the mountains and seas?"
Fang Zhe said: "Just wait, I will definitely send you something good later, otherwise they will die of regret."
Wu Mingzhu asked strangely: "How do you say this?"