Chapter 141 Is the Magic of Love so Powerful?

On Friday, Han Zhuangzhuang returned to Shichahai Courtyard and said, "Uncle, my dad told me to follow you in Yanjing!"

"Your father told you to follow me?" Lin Weimin asked.

Han Zhuangzhuang chuckled and said, "What he said is that he asked me to listen to you in Yanjing and develop well."

Lin Weimin nodded, "This is what your dad said."

"You're going to graduate in a few days, right?"

"Well, soon, next week."

Lin Weimin said: "You can go to school with peace of mind these days. Next week I will ask you about work and try to find a good unit for you. When you find a job, you can go back to Shanghai to handle the transfer."

"Well, uncle, I listen to you."

Early on the weekend, Lin Weimin rode his bicycle to Zheng Guo's dormitory.

Zheng Guo didn't know Mark Meng's group of foreigners, and Lin Weimin didn't trust him. In line with the professional spirit of saving people to the end and sending Buddha to the west, he had to send Zheng Guo to the place today.

Speaking of Yanjing Hotel, old Yanjing people would describe it like this.

"Behind is the Forbidden City, facing Chang'an Street, with Wangfujing on the left and Tiananmen on the right. It is located at the crossroads of the world."

More than seventy years ago, the Yanjing Hotel was a tavern with only three front rooms. It was opened by two young men from France, Ponza and Perati. Later, after the tavern was moved to Dongdan Food Market, Yanjing Hotel became the only luxurious hotel in the Far East.

At its peak, it was said that the Yanjing Hotel could earn 2,600 silver dollars a day. At that time, it was known as the "Three Big Hotels in Yanjing" along with the Liuguo Hotel and the Oriental Hotel.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, it was turned into a guest house for the American army by the National Government.

After liberation in 1949, Yanjing Hotel was placed under state ownership, and the "First Banquet of the Founding of the People's Republic of China" was held here.

For so many years, Yanjing Hotel has been hosting important national foreign affairs events, and countless foreign dignitaries and celebrities have stayed here.

Zheng Guo was dressed like a dog today. He bought a suit from somewhere, and the fabric was a little wrinkled.

Lin Weimin joked: "It's not bad, I know how to do it."

"Nonsense, I'm going on a blind date!"

The two of them rode bicycles all the way to the front of the Yanjing Hotel. The place was filled with luxury cars that ordinary people in this era had never seen before.

Lin Weimin counted and found that the so-called luxury hotels of later generations were inferior to the current Yanjing Hotel.

Most of the luxury cars parked here were taken by the embassy, ​​and even if there were some, they were specially taken, so that people would know at a glance that they were from an extraordinary place, and that they were either rich or noble.

"Old horse!"

Lin Weimin saw Mark Meng and others from a distance. After they met, he found that there were more people in the team.

"Yoko? Why are you here too?"

Xiaohei Yoko smiled softly at Lin Weimin, "Jun Lin, I think this is very interesting. Can I participate?"

Participate in what? Do you want to be a matchmaker?

Even though they were here, Lin Weimin couldn't push them back, "Of course you can."

Mark Meng and Yin Geli had high eyebrows and deep eyes, and they looked like foreigners at first glance. Little Hei Yoko also spoke plastic-flavored Chinese. Zheng Guo asked in a low voice: "For the people, are these foreigners your friends?"

"Um."

Zheng Guo sighed: "Your connections are amazing!"

Lin Weimin ignored him and asked, "Is Yao Shuzhi not here yet? So, Geli, you take Zheng Guo in first and wait in the coffee shop. After entering, you two sit separately."

"good."

Yin Geli naturally took Zheng Guo's arm, and Zheng Guo felt nervous.

"Don't act like someone is taking advantage of you. Just let go once you get in."

Zheng Guo nodded stiffly, "Okay."

Lin Weimin watched Yin Geli walking towards the door of the hotel with Zheng Guo on her arm. Zheng Guo's legs seemed to be not his own, and they actually turned.

He couldn't help but cover his face, it was so embarrassing!

Doesn't he look like a second generation person?

With Yin Geli's foreign face, the receptionist didn't even ask any questions, and the two of them entered the Yanjing Hotel smoothly.

Lin Weimin waited for a while, and then he saw Yao Shuzhi running over in a colorful dress.

"For the people, am I not too late?" she asked with a slight breath.

"It's not too late, I just came in." Lin Weimin looked Yao Shuzhi up and down, "Sister Yao, you are so beautifully dressed today."

Yao Shuzhi had a bit of pride on her brows and said sarcastically: "Wouldn't you be beautiful if you don't dress up?"

“You are naturally beautiful when you are not dressed up, but you are beautiful when you are dressed up.”

Yao Shuzhi covered her mouth and said with a smile: "I guess you can talk."

"This is Mark Meng, my friend. Let's go in together later."

"What about this one?" Yao Shuzhi asked with interest as her eyes wandered over Xiao Hei Yoko.

"This is Xiao Hei Yoko, a friend of Nihun, and also my friend."

"Oh! Friend!" Yao Shuzhi's accent was a bit wrong.

Lin Weimin said helplessly: "It's now time, stop gossiping and go in quickly."

He asked Yao Shuzhi to pretend to hold Mark Meng's arm, but she was embarrassed.

On the other hand, Xiao Heiyang took the initiative to put his arm around Lin Weimin without Lin Weimin's reminder.

"Yoko, there's no need for us to be like this, right?"

Xiao Hei Yoko looked at Lin Weimin cutely with big eyes, "Mr. Lin, is there any problem with this?"

"……without."

Lin Weimin was frightened.

A group of four people walked together in twos and twos and headed towards the entrance of the hotel. Although Mark Meng and Yao Shuzhi were not holding hands, they looked like a couple and entered the hotel easily.

On the contrary, Lin Weimin and Xiao Heiyang were stopped when they were about to go in.

Boy, I'm going to sue you for racial discrimination!

"Ku, you are so anxious, you are chirping..."

Xiao Hei Yoko was stopped and gave a serious look on her face. The receptionist looked confused and realized that this lesbian with black hair and eyes was also a foreigner.

Lin Weimin took the initiative to act as an interpreter and said, "This lady said, doesn't your Yanjing Hotel welcome friends?"

The receptionist quickly apologized and sent the two of them into the hotel respectfully.

Xiao Hei Yoko asked excitedly: "Mr. Lin, how did I perform just now?"

"very good!"

She asked again: "Jun Lin, I didn't know yet, but do you also understand Nihongyu?"

Eh?

Lin Weimin glanced at Xiao Heiyang in surprise. He dared to kill a blind cat and kill a mouse. Did he really hit the right one?

What a little genius I am!

The two of them arrived at the coffee shop and saw Yin Geli and Mark Meng waving to them from a distance.

The two walked over and looked in the direction Mark Meng pointed. Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi were sitting together nervously.

"Lin, they seem a little nervous." Mark Meng asked curiously.

"It's normal. The way young people in our country express their emotions is much more reserved than you guys. They just met." Lin Weimin said.

Yin Geli said: "I like this subtle and fresh feeling."

International students like Yin Geli come to China to study because they basically identify with Chinese culture and have some of this gene in their personalities.

A few people chatted casually first, paying attention to the reactions of Zheng Guo's table from time to time.

After a few minutes, after the initial embarrassment and surprise, Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi gradually found some feelings.

"I really didn't expect that the person Weimin wanted to introduce to me was you."

Zheng Guo touched the handle of the coffee cup, showing a bit of shyness that only a boy can have, "I'm sorry, in fact, I have long..."

When he said this, he stopped talking and was too embarrassed to continue saying that he had actually coveted Yao Shuzhi for a long time.

Yao Shuzhi took over his words with a light smile and said, "My family members all said the local specialties you gave everyone were delicious."

Zheng Guo said happily: "As long as you like it, I will ask my family to send me more later."

"I heard from Weimin that you have been transferred to the Cultural Center. Are you still insisting on writing?"

"I still write part-time. I write slowly. Maybe it's because my talent is a bit lacking. I haven't had any good works recently."

Yao Shuzhi said: "This kind of thing cannot be rushed. It must be done step by step. Not everyone can compare with a genius like Weimin."

"You are so right, that boy Weimin is so evil. Do you know? I wrote "Farewell My Concubine" just after watching him for a few days. It was still the Chinese New Year... …”

With a common topic, Zheng Guo gradually relaxed his mind and became more confident in his conversations with Yao Shuzhi.

Lin Weimin observed the exchange between Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi. Seeing that their expressions became natural, he glanced elsewhere.

It was around ten o'clock in the morning, and there were not many people in the cafe. There were a few blond foreigners, and a few yellow people with black hair and black eyes. Lin Weimin guessed they were overseas Chinese.

It would be 1983 before the Yanjing Hotel was officially opened to the public. After the White Swan Hotel invested and built by Mr. Huo in Yangcheng was announced to be open to the public, the hotel would follow suit and choose to be completely opened.

Now the Yanjing Hotel still receives dignitaries from various countries, foreign guests and overseas Chinese, and ordinary people cannot enter at all.

As he watched, Lin Weimin's eyes stopped somewhere.

His eyes rested on a young man. He had obvious Western characteristics of high eyebrows and deep eyes. He had curly hair and was wearing a black windbreaker. Just looking at his appearance, he was so handsome that even Lin Weimin was a little jealous.

But what made Lin Weimin interested in him was not his handsome appearance, but the boy's wandering eyes.

Lin Weimin stared at him carefully, and suddenly the news he saw before he traveled through time came to his mind. It seemed that this young man looked a bit like him!

"Hello, Li Chunping?" Lin Weimin walked up and asked.

Li Chunping looked at Lin Weimin very warily and did not answer the other party's words.

He came in pretending to be a foreigner and didn't want to be discovered by the service staff.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Weimin asked with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't mean any harm. I just came to say hello to you."

Seeing Lin Weimin's calm tone, Li Chunping looked around and then asked in a low voice: "Do you know me?"

"I heard it from a friend."

"It is said that?"

"Yeah. There is a handsome young man squatting in front of the Yanjing Hotel and in the coffee shop all day long, just thinking about getting close to a rich foreign woman."

Lin Weimin's words were a bit harsh, but Li Chunping's expression was calm and not angry.

"What do you want from me?"

"It's nothing really, I'm just a little curious about you."

Li Chunping's face was a bit suspicious. He didn't believe Lin Weimin's words. The two were strangers to each other and had no intersection at all.

When Lin Weimin saw this, he could only say: "Actually, I am a writer. As you know, I just want to collect some writing materials."

"writer?"

"Hello, my name is Lin Weimin." Lin Weimin stretched out his hand towards Li Chunping.

Li Chunping looked surprised when he heard the name, and hurriedly shook Lin Weimin's hand, "Are you really Lin Weimin? The one who wrote "Farewell My Concubine"?"

"Replace it if it's fake!"

Li Chunping finally let go of his guard, "I'm afraid I don't have anything worthy of your exploration."

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't have any material. It's also a good thing to make friends with interesting people."

Li Chunping asked: "Do you think I am an interesting person?"

"Of course. What man doesn't have the dream of being a free man? But you are the only one who can realize such a thing as marrying a rich foreign woman. From this perspective, you are better than most men."

Lin Weimin looked at Li Chunping carefully as he spoke, "And I think your ideal will be realized soon."

His words, which he swore like a magic stick, made Li Chunping feel relieved again, "How do you know?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're handsome enough!"

Li Chunping couldn't help laughing, "You are such an interesting person!"

"Haha! I like your comment!"

Lin Weimin happily shook hands with Li Chunping, said goodbye, turned around and left.

Rise up when you are excited, and return when you are excited.

He had no intention of having a deep friendship with Li Chunping, and chatting casually was purely to satisfy his inner hobby of collecting anecdotes about famous people of this era.

Two years ago, Li Chunping was assigned to the security department of Yanjing Film Studio as an art soldier. The director was worried about not being able to find foreign actors. Li Chunping was noticed by the director because he looked a bit like a foreigner. . In order to look more like him, the factory director asked him to go to the Plastic Surgery Department of Yanyi Third Hospital to have his nose bridge raised.

In the society at that time, plastic surgery was still a bourgeois vanity. It was a privilege that actors from literary and artistic units could only enjoy. Doctors could only perform surgery if they had a letter of introduction from the unit.

While he was in the hospital after his nose surgery, Li Chunping fell in love with a nurse who had a second-generation official boyfriend. As a result, he had a fight with her boyfriend, and Li Chunping was sentenced to a labor camp.

The movie hasn't been released yet, if you fall in love, your job will be gone, your future will be ruined, love is really not a good thing.

Li Chunping was desperate, and another young man lost his longing and hope for love.

After Li Chunping was released from prison, he had no money and could not find a job, so he thought of going abroad.

So, he walked into Yanjing Hotel, believing that this building could change his destiny.

Li Chunping used borrowed money to dress up carefully, check in at the Yanjing Hotel coffee shop at regular intervals every day, and order a cup of coffee.

A cup of coffee costs one yuan. At this time, Li Chunping relied on the support of his new girlfriend and only had 20 yuan for living expenses every month.

However, historical practice proves that this money is not wasted.

Li Chunping finally met a Hollywood actress who was 38 years older than him day after day.

In his own description, the other party was begging for nothing to take him abroad, and the way to get a visa was to get married.

Ten years later, Li Chunping obtained 90% of the actress' inheritance as her husband - three villas and estates in the United States, a real estate company in Seattle, four oil paintings by Van Gogh and Picasso, and other properties worth billions of yuan.

Lin Weimin saw Li Chunping's legendary deeds from a TV program. At that time, he only had one feeling after watching it - he is a role model for our generation.

Which young person has not had the dream of having a hard time eating soft rice?

But how many people have the courage and luck to realize their dreams? People did it.

Lin Weimin was full of admiration for Li Chunping.

Thinking about it, I feel sorry for myself when I was young. How ambitious I was back then!

He would like to call Li Chunping the softest person in the world.

Later, there were rumors that Li Chunping was actually a cultural relic dealer, and that he made all his money by reselling cultural relics.

He took the actress abroad, inherited the inheritance, etc. These were all stories made up by him.

It's a pity that the person who said this has no conclusive evidence. The only case in which he was involved in cultural relics was found to be that Li Chunping was also the taken advantage of the buyer, not the reseller.

Li Chunping sneaked into the Yanjing Hotel with his face, which fully demonstrated that appearance is justice, which is true in any era.

His story is also like a fantasy, and it is estimated that there will be no second one in China in 100 years.

The more Lin Weimin thought about it, the more interesting he found it to be possible to meet such a person at the Yanjing Hotel.

When Lin Weimin came back, Mark Meng was holding the April issue of "People's Literature" and reading it. Lin Weimin smiled and joked, "Old Ma, have you worked hard enough?"

"This is also a kind of learning for me." Mark Meng said, taking a sip of coffee, his leisurely look really made him pretend.

He is a bit bourgeois, but it seems he has received severe beatings from society.

"Lin, was that person your friend just now?" Yin Geli asked.

"No, he's just an interesting person."

Yin Geli glanced in the direction of Li Chunping, "He is Chinese? He seems to be of mixed race. He is so handsome!"

Mark Meng also cast his gaze when he heard this. From his American point of view, he was indeed handsome, with a mixture of Eastern and Western handsomeness.

Xiao Hei Yoko said: "Are you handsome? I think Mr. Lin is much more handsome than him."

Lin Weimin nodded, Yoko still knew how to speak.

Yin Geli looked at Xiao Hei Yoko speechlessly. This lesbian now has blind worship of Lin. She is the kind who is really blind and will hit the wall when walking.

A few people were chatting, and it was almost noon. Lin Weimin planned to say hello to Zheng Guo and ask him to take Yao Shuzhi out for lunch.

In the afternoon, it was time for the two of them to move around freely. Whether they went to Wangfujing or the park, or whether to make an appointment to watch a movie in the evening was not Lin Weimin's concern.

But before he could make a move, Zheng Guo moved first.

Lin Weimin saw Zheng Guo stand up, chatting with Yao Shuzhi and walking out of the coffee shop with a smile.

Lin Weimin quickly asked Mark Meng and others to follow him. As he walked along, he discovered something was wrong.

Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi actually walked to the west building, and their footsteps finally stopped on the seventh floor.

Looking at the dazzling words "Tan's Cuisine" on the restaurant's plaque, Lin Weimin was shocked. Zheng Guo, Grandet, actually has such courage?

He racked his brain and couldn't figure it out.

Is the magic of love so powerful?

I had a headache thinking of chapter names, so here comes a 5,000-word chapter.