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Chapter 272 Xue Linlin's Night

Wei Ming had already arrived at Tuanjiehu and put on his Casio digital watch, but after waiting for an hour, it was already dark and Sister Lin still hadn't arrived.

Did he go home again? Or was he held back by something at the Beijing Film Studio?
Unfortunately, this apartment in Tuanjiehu didn't have a telephone or even a TV. Bored, Wei Ming left a note and went downstairs. He glanced at Biaozi and Xiaomei's room in another building, where the lights were on.

So they went upstairs and knocked on the door of Mei Wenhua's house.

"Brother?" Xu Yunyun was somewhat surprised by Wei Ming's sudden visit.

Wei Ming asked, "Is Xiaomei home?"

"here I am."

Now Xintiandi is on the right track, with store managers and advanced systems, and the boss no longer has to stay up late with the employees every day.

Wei Ming then asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Yunyun: "I was just about to eat."

Wei Ming: "I haven't eaten either."

Yunyun laughed: "Brother, come in quickly, or should I go and call Sister Yanzi and the others over?"

Wei Ming laughed and said, "That's great! It's been a while since we've all gotten together."

He entered the house and saw Mei Wenhua wearing an apron, wandering around the gas stove. Wei Ming was very surprised: "Do you cook in your house? Yunyun is being too unreasonable."

Mei Wenhua laughed and said, "Yunyun usually does it, but I'll take care of it from now on."

Wei Ming: "What's wrong? Is her cooking not to your taste? Too spicy?"

Mei Wenhua placed the plate on the table: "No, no, no, it's especially delicious. I was originally planning to wait another two months before talking about it, but since you asked, then..."

Wei Ming quickly stopped him, saying, "No need to say anything, I understand."

He took a sip of tea, feeling a bit down. Sigh, both of his buddies are going to be dads. From now on, they'll all be hanging out with their families. Who's going to take care of him?

I don't know if Sister Xue and Sister Lin would be willing to become a family of three with me.

A little while later, Biaozi and Yanzi arrived, bringing two bottles of wine, ready for the three of them to have a good drink.

Huang Qiuyan is not showing much of a pregnancy yet, and even wanted to have a couple of drinks, but Biaozi forcefully suppressed her.

After the meal began, Mei Culture first reported on the revenue of the previous month, which was also the last month of 80.

"Despite the imitation by our competitors, our turnover in December still easily exceeded 250,000. Brother, the down jacket you mentioned is really good. It's light and warm. Although it's a bit pricey, it's very popular in the market. We sold a thousand of these down jackets alone, and we're the only ones that sell them on the market."

This is Wei Ming's suggestion for winter clothing, which is why even goose and duck feathers from the outskirts of Beijing can fetch a good price.

However, upon closer inspection, Wei Ming could see the goose down peeking out from Biaozi and Xiaomei's clothes.

Moreover, the large amount of padding makes the clothes look very bulky, indicating that the manufacturing process is still immature.

Biaozi, who is in charge of the garment production process, said, "However, some farmers are now hesitant to sell duck and goose down. The authorities have recently issued two documents and started cracking down on chicken theft again."

Wei Ming had just been thinking of introducing advanced technology from Hong Kong garment factories when he went to Hong Kong, and then producing and selling his own products. But after hearing what Biaozi said, he swallowed his words. The wind was starting to change again. It was better for them, the role models they were being promoted to, to keep a low profile.

Xiaomei comforted him, saying, "It's okay, our stock of goose feathers should be enough to last through this winter. But next year other companies will definitely be making down jackets, and then those goose feathers won't be so easy to collect."

At this point, Yunyun made a suggestion: "Could we buy them from our hometown in Hengzhou? It's not that far away, and there are plenty of free-range ducks and geese there."

Wei Ming laughed and said, "When I go home for the New Year, I can mention to the old Party Secretary that we have successfully developed the domestic market for down jackets. Even if we don't buy them, they won't have to worry about selling them."

After finishing their meal, the two pregnant women went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Mei Wenhua said to Wei Ming, "Starting this year, the Individual Income Tax Law will be implemented, so our dividends will also decrease?"

Wei Ming said nonchalantly, "As long as you have enough money, I'm fine with anything."

He still has over 20,000 yuan in hand, plus a large amount of foreign exchange, so he's not short of money.

Biaozi agreed; he only had one wife, and his expenses were even less than Wei Ming's.

Therefore, Mei Culture decided that Wei Ming would receive a fixed monthly dividend of one thousand yuan, and they would follow the same ratio, with any excess profits kept in the company's accounts.

"I definitely want to get into the production phase as soon as the wind turns around," he said.

After 10 o'clock, Yunyun started yawning, and Wei Ming, Biaozi, and the other two got up to say goodbye. Biaozi and his wife chatted and laughed as they went home, while Wei Ming went to Building No. 2 all alone.

Looking up, the lights were still off. He opened the door and, sure enough, Sister Lin hadn't come. Wei Ming, who had two girlfriends, was left alone in his empty room.

~
The next day.

Zhu Lin finally woke up from her hangover. She instinctively hugged the person in her arms tightly, thinking it was Wei Ming, and even rubbed her long legs together.

However, when she touched the chest of the person in her arms, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Although it wasn't particularly large, it definitely didn't feel like a man's pectoral muscles!
Zhu Lin opened her eyes and saw that Gong Xue was sleeping next to her. Both of them were dressed very lightly. As it was getting light, the heating was not working properly, and she couldn't help but feel a chill. She quickly wrapped the blankets around them.

I remember now, she was drinking with Gong Xue yesterday. I didn't expect someone from Shanghai to be such a good drinker. Zhu Lin thought he was a pushover, but the two of them finished a whole bottle of wine.

That's a whole pound of baijiu!

Furthermore, fueled by alcohol, the two shared many stories about their relationship with Wei Ming, speaking very frankly.

Zhu Lin told Gong Xue about her previous relationship. Gong Xue also confessed that when she was sent to the countryside, a young educated youth confessed his feelings to her, and she was moved. However, she later passed the military exam, and the relationship ended without a trace.

Later, they crawled into bed, stripped down to their underwear, compared their sizes, and even inquired about the details of their sexual encounters with Wei Ming.

Gong Xue was far inferior in this respect; she had fewer opportunities, and Wei Ming didn't dare to do anything too outrageous, so her actions were relatively traditional.

Zhu Lin immediately showed off the difficult poses she could perform after her dance and yoga training, leaving Gong Xue stunned.

Zhu Lin even made Gong Xue lie down underneath her, and she taught her how to make herself feel comfortable, posing as Wei Ming.

I'm going crazy! Thinking about what happened last night, Zhu Lin covered her face, feeling too ashamed to face anyone. Maybe she should suffocate Gong Xue now, and then suffocate herself.

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Gong Xue opened her eyes and immediately slapped her forehead. Her eyes were still a little blurry. She was indeed not as good at drinking as Zhu Lin, and she had only managed to hold on yesterday.

"Sister, you're awake! What time is it?" Gong Xue asked, still in a daze.

"What did you call me?" Zhu Lin was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth began to turn up.

Gong Xue: "Comrade Zhu Lin, what time is it?"

Zhu Lin laughed and hooked her arm around Gong Xue's neck: "I'm a bit older than you, so you're not at a loss if you call me 'sister'."

When she heard her say "bigger," Gong Xue immediately thought of the scene yesterday when the two of them hugged and compared sizes by touch. She wondered if men would compare lengths, but as a woman, she felt so ashamed.

"I...I have to go." Gong Xue blushed as she searched for her clothes. As she put on each piece of clothing, fragments of the memory of taking off her clothes yesterday came back to her.

I definitely can't drink casually anymore; drinking can lead to trouble!
Seeing Gong Xue's shy expression, Zhu Lin, who was equally embarrassed, immediately felt a great sense of accomplishment. She took her pants and said, "Alright, if anyone should leave, it should be me. This is your room."

Gong Xue slowed down. Oh, right.

"So what are you going to do next?" she asked.

Zhu Lin: "I'm leaving soon, so of course I'm going on a date with Xiao Wei."

Gong Xue laughed: "Pah, shameless."

Zhu Lin pinched Gong Xue's cheek: "Don't worry, I'll use it one last time. It'll still be yours after I leave."

Gong Xue felt even more embarrassed, but she didn't mind her being pinched on the cheek. After yesterday's three-year agreement and the confession session, they were able to accept each other saying some rather explicit things.

She countered, "Where do you usually go on dates?"

"Didn't I say it yesterday?" Zhu Lin thought for a moment. "It seems I didn't. He bought an apartment in Tuanjiehu in my name."

Gong Xue's eyes widened immediately; she had thought she was the only one who owned the house!
Zhu Lin finished dressing and felt that the fact she had told Xiao Gong was a bit cruel, since the house was worth more than 10,000 yuan.

So she put her arm around Gong Xue's shoulder and said, "After all, we've been together longer. Once your relationship deepens, given his temperament, he'll definitely buy you a set too."

"He..." Gong Xue hesitated, but ultimately didn't mention the old villa in Shanghai. Anyway, he would be returning to Shanghai in a few days, and by then the house would be almost finished with renovations. He decided to invite Zhu Lin over as a guest.

Gong Xue smugly congratulated himself on his cunning: I'm just too wicked!

~
Walking out of the Beijing Film Studio in the morning sun, Zhu Lin was in a great mood. He had spoken frankly and no longer needed to be wary of the other party. Moreover, they had a unified framework, so all they had to do was wait for Xiao Wei to turn 22 in three years.

The rest is simple: just keep your relationship low-key.

However, as Zhu Lin approached Tuanjiehu, he wondered what he would do if he wasn't chosen by Tuanjiehu three years later.
The issue that Gong Xue considered first, she is now slowly and deliberately thinking about.

Zhu Lin is actually quite good at enduring loneliness. When she was a child, her parents were away from home for a period of time and went to a farm. Her older sister lived in a dormitory at university, so she went to and from school alone and found it quite enjoyable.

But can I really endure being alone since I turned 31?
If I'm the loser, should I have a child with Xiao Wei?

As she was thinking, she arrived at Tuanjiehu. She wasn't sure if she would see Xiao Wei, but luckily, the brat was still asleep, and he was wearing the digital watch she had given him.

It smells like alcohol?
Zhu Lin thought it was hers, so she quickly washed up and changed her clothes. However, Wei Ming still smelled of alcohol, so he probably had been drinking with his friends.

Zhu Lin, who had originally planned to give Wei Ming a good morning kiss, changed her mind. She remembered that Gong Xue had mentioned that she and Wei Ming had tried providing targeted assistance in addition to normal communication. Even she, a medical worker, found it exciting; Gong Xue, this seemingly delicate woman from Jiangnan, was truly unexpected.

As Zhu Lin was thinking, he reached for Wei Ming's long underwear.

A few minutes later, Wei Ming woke up, but before he did, a guy had already stood up.

Wei Ming wasn't planning to go to work this morning. Zhu Lin was leaving tomorrow; it was either her or him today, so he had to fight!
Zhu Lin did not tell Wei Ming about her agreement with Gong Xue, which was something she and Gong Xue had agreed upon, otherwise it would seem like they were getting off too cheaply.

Although Wei Ming's physical condition was excellent, it was unrealistic to expect him to keep going day by day. Fortunately, Zhu Lin had the script for "Joyful Reunion" with her, so he analyzed the plot and characters for his good sister to help her better get into character.

"Joyful Reunion" was one of the most popular movies in 81. In his previous life, Wei Ming had seen it more than once in the countryside, and later watched it several times on the movie channel. He was very familiar with the plot and characters.

Zhu Lin was initially still immersed in the afterglow of what had just happened, but she quickly realized that what Xiao Wei had said was all practical information. He had unique insights into movies, and she had also been able to get the lead role in "Regret for the Past" thanks to Xiao Wei's help. So she started to take it seriously.

Later, she not only listened, but also borrowed a notebook from Wei Ming and started taking notes.

Later, Wei Ming wanted to rekindle the romance, but Zhu Lin wouldn't allow it: "Tell me again what your second sister-in-law needs to pay attention to when acting with your eldest sister-in-law."

Wei Ming: "You beg me."

"Please."

Wei Ming: "Call me brother."

"Brother, please."

Wei Ming: "Call me Dad... Ahhh, I'll talk, I'll talk."

Zhu Lin: Hmph, I'm not some delicate queen!
She twisted Wei Ming's waist, and Wei Ming confessed everything, saying whatever she asked him to say.

Happy times are always short-lived, and even 24 hours in a day seems a bit too short. The next day, Zhu Lin went to the Beijing Film Studio early and returned to Shanghai with the people from the Shanghai Film Studio. Da Shichang also left. Now, if Zhang Yu wants to find someone to speak Shanghainese, he can only ask Gong Xue.

But she still couldn't find her. After Sister Lin left, Wei Ming, who had neglected Sister Xue for the past few days, naturally wanted to spend more time with her. He even took her to Peking University and led her to listen to two freshman English classes. She said she wanted to learn a foreign language.

Yu Minhong was the first to notice the girl wearing a mask. Winter has arrived, and many people have caught colds recently, so wearing a mask is not unusual. What is unusual is that this person's exposed eyes are so beautiful, and the person sitting next to her is Wei Ming!
Now, all Peking University students call him Teacher Wei, even though he's only 19 years old.

Teacher Wei even spoke to that girl.

Is it difficult to listen to?

"Kind of."

Wei Ming: "This is a slow class in the Spanish Department. The teacher's explanation is relatively simple. Other classes in the same year will find it more difficult to understand."

Yu Minhong overheard this and blushed with embarrassment. Although they were all from the Spanish Department, they were still ranked according to their grades, and someone like him would most likely not become a translator for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

After the two classes ended, Wei Ming and Gong Xue left the scene immediately to go out for dinner.

"Sister Hong, was that your brother just now?" roommate Qiao Cui asked.

Wei Hong glanced at the departing figure and said, "Right? They're about the same height."

Ning Xin said, "There was a woman next to him, wearing a mask, who looked like Gong Xue."

Guo Qian: "You can recognize me even with a mask on?"

Ning Xin: "Didn't you guys notice when Yunyun got married? She was there too. I remember we had the same hairstyle and similar figures."

Qiao Cui asked excitedly, "Sister Hong, what's the relationship between your brother and Gong Xue?"

She especially liked the female lead in the movie version of "The Herdsman". When the China Youth Daily selected the "Top Ten Favorite Young Screen Characters", she even voted for Gong Xue.

Ning Xin answered on his behalf: "What kind of relationship could there be? It's just a cooperative relationship."

Wei Hong nodded blankly: "Yes, a cooperative relationship."

She's only a few years old, and right now she's completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge, so she's become even less sensitive to matters of the heart.

A while ago, a freshman in the Department of International Politics, who supposedly scored the highest in the country in the liberal arts exam, asked someone to find their dormitory and wanted to get to know Wei Hong. She immediately shut him down: "No time, not interested."

At that time, she was busy writing books and had no interest in such social activities.

Two days later, Gong Xue and Wang Hao, along with the already confirmed male lead Ma Xiaowei and others, set off south to scout locations in Shanghai first, and then to northern Jiangsu. They would then combine real locations with studio sets for filming.

After Gong Xue left, Peking University entered the final exam period, and Wei Ming began a new creative endeavor.

He originally intended to write the science fiction novel about dinosaurs first, but then he received a letter from director Li Hanxiang from Hong Kong.

He didn't push himself to write a script; he just chatted casually, talking about secrets of the Qing Dynasty, furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, anecdotes about famous people, and the Hong Kong film scene last year.

Wei Ming knew what he meant, so he picked up the reference book that Li Hanxiang had left him and started reading it.

Because he really likes Leung Ka-fai, Wei Ming has done in-depth research on his award-winning works "The Burning of the Yuanmingyuan" and "The Empress Dowager". Moreover, Li Hanxiang has left behind the work of the previous three screenwriters. In fact, this work is already 50% complete. What Wei Ming needs to do is to turn one film script into two.

So this task was relatively simple. However, with the idea of ​​leaving no room for the client to find fault, Wei Ming did not start writing immediately. Instead, he first finished reading the books left by Li Hanxiang and then spent a few days reading books in the ancient book collection of Peking University.

Later, through Lao Wei's introduction, he met his close friend, Mr. Wang Shixiang, and personally listened to the old man tell some stories he had learned about the Forbidden City, palace maids, eunuchs, and the Aisin Gioro clan.

I benefited a lot from this!
However, the one who truly benefited the most was Lao Wei. Through Lao Wang, he got to know Mr. Zhu Jiajin, Mr. Mei Baojiu, and other masters, and learned a lot of skills from them.

He inadvertently infiltrated the cultural circle! And at first, no one knew his son was Wei Ming; it was all thanks to his own words.

He had such a sharp tongue in Gouzitun, but he was quite popular with the old gentlemen in Beijing. The key was that he knew how to have fun, and the old men loved to play games with him.

Recently, Lao Wei has been tinkering with a lot of Ming and Qing dynasty furniture in his courtyard house, and has even started carving porcelain. He has also set up a Qing dynasty huanghuali wood display shelf to showcase his Ge kiln, Jun kiln, and blue and white porcelain.

Wei Ming didn't bother him, and would occasionally ask him if he had enough money, then give him some so he could buy whatever he wanted.

Every time Wei Ming visited the courtyard house, he wouldn't look at what the dog had bought. Instead, he would focus on bonding with Ginkgo, sometimes even tying it up on a leash and taking it for walks through the streets and alleys.

These days, leashing a dog isn't for protecting passersby, it's purely for protecting Ginkgo. If it runs off and someone takes a picture, it'll probably end up in someone's stomach.

Dog meat is a top-quality meat.

Occasionally, Wei Ming would let Ginkgo ride on his motorcycle and take it to the countryside to run wild.

That day, Wei Ming brought ginkgo leaves back to the courtyard house from the suburbs. His mother had just finished cooking lunch when Wei Ming went to deliver food to Xintiandi.

Wei Ming originally wanted to get him a new motorcycle, but Lao Wei refused, saying that if he used a motorcycle to collect goods, people would definitely ask for higher prices. He actually preferred Wei Ming's old, beat-up bicycle.

Wei Minggang put the dog down, and Xu Shufen pulled him and said, "Your dad spent more than a hundred yuan on a piece of porcelain today, and you didn't even say anything to him."

"Over a hundred?" This is indeed a bit beyond Lao Wei's usual spending level. The most expensive furniture he has ever bought has never exceeded a hundred.

"What kind of porcelain?" Wei Ming asked.

"They said it was blue and white porcelain, oh, Yuan blue and white porcelain."

"Oh?"

Wei Ming went to Old Wei's collection room for a look. It was indeed a piece of blue and white porcelain, but he wasn't sure if it was Yuan blue and white porcelain. However, it was definitely not the particularly famous Guiguzi Descending the Mountain jar or Xiao He Chasing Han Xin Under the Moon plum vase.

Wei Ming didn't understand, so he just went along with Lao Wei. Anyway, it was only a hundred yuan, so he wouldn't lose money.

It's not that there were no fakes in the early 80s, but many of them were imitations of Tang and Song dynasty artifacts made in the late Qing and early Republican periods. Those were antiques in themselves, just not as expensive.

Besides, Yanjing doesn't allow him to raise donkeys or cattle, so he has to be allowed to develop some hobbies.

Then Wei Ming instructed his mother, "Make sure to close the door tightly, don't let the ginkgo tree come in and wreak havoc."

"I know that this thing is just too expensive."

Just then, Old Wei returned. He didn't mention the Yuan blue-and-white porcelain he bought for one hundred yuan, but instead said to Wei Ming, "I know a young man who wants to visit you. Do you have time?"

Wei Ming chuckled: "You used to hang out with the old men, how come you're playing with kids now?"

Do you have such a wide circle of friends?
“He’s not a kid, he’s a few years older than you. I met this young man when I was collecting things. We ran into each other often and gradually became familiar. Don’t let his status as a worker fool you, he’s quite ambitious, good at collecting things, and even thinking about writing a novel. That’s why I told him about you.”

"So he was looking for me?"

"I'd like you to take a look at his novel and see if he can make a living from it."

Wei Ming thought for a moment, deciding to give his father face, and said, "You can read the novel, but the person is gone. I've been busy writing a script for Li Hanxiang lately. Bring his work home later, and I'll let him take a look."

"Hey, okay then, I'll say my son is helpful!" Old Wei was very happy, finally he didn't lose face in front of his friends.

Two days later, he brought over a manuscript of a novel entitled "The Moon Is Full Tonight," a short story.

The story is about a factory worker who is loved by the factory's goddess. The writing style is average and the ideas are not profound. The author probably doesn't have a high level of education and didn't go to school much. However, the story is interesting and the writing is inspired, without the artificiality of those academic writers.

Wei Ming thought it was acceptable; even if it didn't reach the level of the Four Great Dan (female impersonators), it could still be published in a second-tier publication.

At the end, you'll find the author's signature—Ma Weidu.

Wei Ming took a look and exclaimed, "Oh, it's him!"
Therefore, the final comment was: It is recommended to submit this article to the *China Youth Daily*.
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(Today's guaranteed minimum)
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