My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 103: Climbing High to See the Beauty's Fragrance

Because this newly built hotel is located on the Jiangxin Island in the city of Yuezhou.

This island became a concession since the Qing Dynasty due to the opening of the port for trade, so it is filled with various consulates, foreign companies, clubs and chambers.

They are all neatly arranged, beautiful buildings full of exotic styles.

Even after the land was taken back and distributed to various units, and the interior was divided into various dormitories and residential buildings, those European-style balcony windows were cluttered with clothes hanging out to dry, awnings and hanging baskets.

The overall appearance is still beautiful and bubbling.

Therefore, the hotel designer may not want to destroy this unique style, so he chose to build a modern high-rise building on the side of the river island by filling the river and creating land.

The entire island does not restrict pedestrians from crossing the bridge to enter, and walking inside is like traveling through time and space.

There are dense roadside trees that block out the sun, as well as tattered doors and windows on exquisite buildings, brightly lit houses full of life, and occasionally naughty children running away being chased by their mothers.

There is definitely no commercial atmosphere that will become a tourist attraction in the future.

In addition, the buildings in the distance are decorated with colorful neon lights.

Can't tell whether it is domestic or foreign, ancient, contemporary, or future?
Weidong was amazed.

The last time he went to Shanghai, he walked near the buildings along the Bund and had the illusion that it was still the same thirty or forty years later.

But in fact, the areas around those buildings are even more dilapidated, and the exquisiteness of the alleys and lanes cannot be compared with the completeness of this area.

Yuezhou exudes another kind of affluent atmosphere.

He is a bit carefree and at ease, not caring about worldly affairs and only caring about making money.

He immediately liked it very much.

When I told my secretary about this, she was obviously happier than when we were discussing work: "Next time we have a chance, let's go on a business trip to Shanghai. I think I can be your interpreter."

The boss, unaware of the translation error, took charge and said, "No problem. We'll sell these snacks, cameras, tape recorders, and tissues. We'll definitely go to Shanghai, which is the national commercial sales center."

Zhang Lanzhi smiled and nodded, looking up and around with her eyes full of colors.

We arrived at the Swan Hotel around midnight, and as expected, it was full, and the chef had gone off work long ago.

Even if the lobby manager heard the chef's name and confirmed that he was still the head chef, he would have to come back tomorrow: "Even the coffee shop is full tonight."

Well, apparently even Zhang Lanzhi didn't care at this moment. She came out and casually pointed at the bench on the riverside flowerbed: "Shall we sit here?"

Weidong didn't care at all, as it would only take a few hours for dawn.

I had just sat down when I was disturbed by the busy sounds of a couple in the dim light next to me, so I quickly changed seats.

As a result, she sat on my waist and hummed, so I quickly turned away with a red face.

After changing several places, it felt like I was too late to find the place.

I don't know when Zhang Lanzhi had already grabbed Rang Weidong's hand. She carefully observed, peeped, and coughed. After confirming that she hadn't startled any wild mandarin ducks, she sat down with a sense of relief: "Why is it so difficult here?"

Asking Weidong to raise his hand to show her, the secretary quickly let go: "I didn't notice, I didn't notice, the night view here is so beautiful, but there are a few mosquitoes."

He then searched his bag for the Fengyoujing.

Wei Dong, who was so thick-skinned and rough, had already found a bench to lie down on: "Actually, the temperature here is neither too hot nor too cold, so sleeping on the roadside is fine. It would be perfect if I had a pillow."

Unexpectedly, the secretary not only did not offer to use the lap pillow, but instead came over and pushed him up: "Sit properly. No matter how difficult the conditions are, we must remain polite and respectful."

Weidong certainly couldn't express Linghu Chong's philosophy of life, which was to just go with the flow, but he did just that: "There's no need to be so stubborn and suffer like that. It's just like lying down and taking a nap. Who would notice or care? Look at those people just now..."

In fact, he was a little blushing because of some of the movements and sounds.

Zhang Lanzhi shook her head seriously: "The more difficult the fate, the more we must persist in our inner demands. If we can't even support our own spiritual world, then what is the meaning of living?"

Wei Dong was silent after experiencing the experience of living his life again.

After he had spent forty years lying in the security booth, fooling around with his life, he no longer dared to think about the meaning of life.

Just live a miserable life.

This year, he almost looked down on everyone with a bystander mentality, and had not met anyone who was truly worthy of his admiration. But at this moment, he knew that he was still far behind the spiritual world of this little secretary, even if the other aspects of this girl were not worth mentioning.

Zhang Lanzhi whispered, "Thank you so much for taking me away from the factory. Mom and Dad never regretted working in such a difficult place. Their only regret was not giving me better conditions, or rather, not letting me succumb to the material and spiritual scarcity. I've only been able to read since I was a child, yearning for the world in those books and unable to integrate into the surrounding environment. I want to see a better world, even if it costs me my life."

Let Weidong understand that he at least had a decent score in the college entrance examination and should have been sitting on the university campus to improve his realm with the chosen ones of this era.

Today's college students and intellectuals are particularly depressed because of this huge distortion between reality and ideals.

"Then why don't you go to university? I see your English is so good, studying at a foreign language college or something can change your fate a little bit."

The secretary was embarrassed: "My grades are not good. Apart from foreign languages, I am bad at math, physics and chemistry. Even Chinese is not that good. My father is a technical engineer and my mother is a quality inspector. So my high school entrance exam results were very poor."

Let Weidong laugh out loud: "It's just that her ambition is higher than the sky, but her life is more fragile than paper, her expectations are too high but her skills are too low, and she has the body of a young lady but the fate of a maid."

The secretary truly possessed a certain inner strength, remaining undeterred. "Well, I know I'm not outstanding, but I try my best to be useful, so you should trust me to assist you in your work. There's really no hope in the factory. Besides typing, I can only pour water and serve fruit during meetings, day after day, without even seeing a foreigner."

This reminded Weidong: "So your English is pretty good?"

Zhang Lanzhi was proud: "My mother studied English and worked in the foreign affairs department. My father can speak English too, so at home we often speak English, Shanghainese, and Sichuanese alternately to improve communication."

The boss expressed his satisfaction and started to discuss the female employee's salary requirements. However, the secretary began to doze off and finally leaned on his shoulder.

The boss smiled bitterly and was not willing to sleep with his secretary.

Even the military uniform made him afraid to put his hand over it.

It wasn't that hard to bear if I just took a nap.

But in a daze, I seemed to be asking myself what the meaning of my life should be now.

Woke up to a noisy morning.

Not only is the entire park's railing-like shore bustling with people doing morning exercises, taking walks, and pushing bicycles, but even across the river in front of you can hear the clamor of traffic and boat horns.

The bustle of the entire city upon waking up was a level that Shangzhou would not reach even decades later.

It was difficult for Weidong to adapt to the posture with sore back and waist, and he had to adapt to the female military uniform being held in his arms. Oh, why was he dreaming about playing basketball again?

There were a few little kids squatting in front of me, giggling.

I feel that if Zhang Lanzhi hadn’t been wearing this military uniform, there wouldn’t have been a bunch of passersby watching.

Weidong quickly pushed the secretary up, and Zhang Lanzhi also cried out in pain in her waist.

Twisting in Weidong's arms like that really strained the waist.

Without letting Weidong bother, he just ran to the river in front of him and splashed some water on his face to cool down, even though he was about to leave after washing.

The secretary was nosy again and covered his face with his military cap, saying that he had not washed his face!
The troubled boss had to rack his brains, especially when he saw taxis taking people away from the nearby Swan Hotel one after another.

Then go over and try to ask for a room.

Sure enough, there is one, but the price per room is 680!
Because although the marked price is only two or three hundred, which is not too high, that is the exchange voucher price and it has to be converted into foreign currency exchange rate.

Wei Dong was so shocked that he would feel that the price was not cheap even forty years later.

This was 1984. The average cost of staying in a guesthouse was two to five yuan per person, and a hotel that cost forty or fifty yuan was considered quite good. And it was generally only open to cadres.

Here are six hundred and eight!
Many families don’t even have this much money after working for a year. Weidong had to carry bacon to Jiangzhou last year and made such a tiring trip that he couldn’t even stay for one night?
It's too expensive and outrageous.

If it hadn't come from forty years later, Weidong might have really felt that his worldview was disordered!

In fact, if converted into the purchasing power of prices forty years later, this price is even more outrageous. Even an ordinary standard room costs nearly ten thousand!
Because this kind of house is not for domestic people to live in.

But since I'm here, I'd like to meet a Cantonese chef, so I might as well just give it a try.

Especially Zhang Lanzhi, who was wearing a military cap and covering her face with her hands intentionally or unintentionally, looked so scared that she almost fell down, which made Weidong laugh.

I checked in using the letter of introduction to Yuezhou and my work permit.

It’s so expensive, of course only one room was opened.

In fact, the front desk manager was also surprised. He said that this type of hotel is basically not open to domestic people even in Yuezhou. Swan Hotel is a special case that is fully open. It should be the first time that he saw two Shuchuan sales staff dressed so casually staying at the hotel.

I especially recommend that they try the hotel breakfast later.

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything. On the way to the room, Weidong saw that the secretary began to lean against the elevator car frequently to change her standing position.

After the customer service manager opened the door and exited, he immediately shook his head: "No, no, this breakfast will cost several hundred, it's too expensive, damn... this six or seven hundred is not worth it."

Because when you open the curtains, you can see the vast river view overlooking the city.

In fact, although the hotel's interior decoration is new and high-end, Weidong still thinks the white walls and red carpets are a bit outdated, especially the two beds in the standard room, which are in the Republic of China style with carvings, which is a bit rustic.

But overlooking the surroundings from the towering building, and seeing that Yuezhou was now all dilapidated and low-rise, the extraordinary feeling of being at the top of the world was the most touching moment for Weidong in the past year.

Zhang Lanzhi rushed into the bathroom as soon as she entered the room. She was surprised to find that all the various shampoos and toothbrushes on the sink could be used.

He picked up each one and examined it carefully.

After getting confirmation, she asked Weidong to help her tear open the plastic bag. After a while, she came out wearing the plaid shirt. Looking at the two beds, her face blushed again.

But looking at that figure from behind, he quietly walked over and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Rang Weidong raised his finger and pointed into the distance: "The feeling here is very different from that in Shangzhou Old Street, my hometown in the countryside, Jiangzhou Food Street, or even the most upscale Queen's Restaurant in Jiangzhou. Only by seeing this gap can you understand that hard work can bring you more scenery."

Zhang Lanzhi leaned over to the window and looked down. Suddenly, she felt a little dizzy. She reached out and grabbed Weidong's clothes: "I'll never see such scenery in the factory. Thank you."

Wei Dong took a deep breath, intending to collect his thoughts, but he smelled a strong fragrance. He subconsciously turned his head and thought to himself, "Oh, it's so beautiful!"

The southern sunshine in the early morning shines through the large window, and you can enjoy the magnificent view and the beautiful woman together.

The feeling of having both the country and the beautiful women is so addictive.

But his years of turning around when he saw a beautiful woman, or his habit of controlling his emotions, made him turn around immediately: "Let's go, let's go have some morning tea..."

He was actually on the verge of being easily defeated by the honey trap.

Zhang Lanzhi took a deep breath quietly and followed with joy.

(End of this chapter)