Literary Master 1978

Seeing that Ermaitai's idea had gone astray, Lin Chaoyang had to help him.

Shenzhen is now a large construction site, with tens of thousands of migrant workers gathering here every year, and Hong Kong businessmen also pouring in.

In the real estate projects developed in the past two years, a considerable number of houses were bought by speculators from Hong Kong, who were attracted by Shenzhen's future development potential.

In a stage where the population is rapidly expanding, but the supply of commercial housing is insufficient, and the economy is developing rapidly, soaring housing prices are an inevitable result.

Ermaitai wants to save enough money to buy a house. Lin Chaoyang can say responsibly that as long as he holds this idea, he may never have a chance to buy a house in Shenzhen in this life.

Seeing that he was a little unconvinced, Lin Chaoyang asked back: "Hasn't it increased?"

After being asked by Lin Chaoyang, Ermaitai was not sure, and he looked at Luo Huifang.

Luo Huifang's eyes were hesitant. People at this time were not sensitive to housing prices. She thought about it carefully and said, "I don't know, but it seems that the newly opened real estate projects are more expensive than before." "It is inevitable that housing prices will rise. Now you can either quickly earn enough money to buy a house, or get on the train and buy a house first." Listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, Er Maitai said distressedly, "But we don't have enough money now!" Lin Chaoyang wanted to lend Er Maitai some money, but he knew that it is better to teach people how to fish than to give them fish, so he said, "Du Feng asked you to do business before, why didn't you go?" Er Maitai said honestly, "My brain is not suitable for doing business. I can make mistakes in accounting, so I can't do business." Lin Chaoyang wanted to persuade Er Maitai, but he thought about it carefully and thought it was okay. Er Maitai's personality is really not suitable for doing business, so don't let him down again. "Then don't think about buying a building, buy a bungalow, preferably with a yard."

Er Maitai hadn't figured out what he meant by this, but Luo Huifang reacted first, "Wait for expropriation?"

The word "demolition" has not been invented in China, but a word with the same meaning has appeared, that is, "expropriation".

The SZ Municipal Government began to expropriate farmers' land in 1980, started the non-agricultural road, and expropriated the land of the whole village in Luohu and other areas at a price of 3,000 yuan per mu.

Therefore, Shenzhen people are not unfamiliar with "expropriation", and now many Shenzhen people are still looking forward to the government's expropriation to their turn.

After all, who doesn't have land these days? 3,000 yuan per mu, as long as it is expropriated, a village will become a millionaire.

"Almost. Looking at the development history of foreign metropolises, land acquisition is the biggest benefit for the indigenous people in the process of urban development, and Shenzhen is no exception."

Luo Huifang said in embarrassment: "But everyone in Luohu is waiting for the acquisition now, who is willing to sell the house!"

Lin Chaoyang said casually: "Then buy it farther away. With the development speed of Shenzhen, it doesn't matter if it's farther away."

After saying these words, Lin Chaoyang no longer talked about the house. It is true that he and Er Maitai are childhood friends, but it is impossible for him to consider everything for him.

A few words of advice, it's up to him whether to listen or not.

In the following time, Lin Chaoyang and Er Maitai chatted about their lives and some interesting things in their childhood.

When the meal was almost finished, Lin Chaoyang secretly went to pay the bill.

After Er Maitai realized it belatedly, he said very embarrassedly: "You finally came to Shenzhen, how can I let you treat me?"

"It doesn't matter who treats me." Lin Chaoyang said casually.

After leaving the hotel, Er Maitai was worried about where to take Lin Chaoyang. Although he had been in Shenzhen for several years, he was mostly at the construction site. He only went out to watch movies and rarely went to a dance hall.

Luo Huifang made a suggestion, saying, "Let's go to Zhuyuan Hotel. There are band performances there every night."

"That's a good suggestion!" Er Maitai applauded.

In fact, the two of them had never been to Zhuyuan Hotel, which was the first three-star hotel in Shenzhen and Hong Kong. They just often heard people talk about the band performances there and yearned for it.

Lin Chaoyang followed them to Zhuyuan Hotel. The band performance was real, but you had to spend money to enter the hotel.

The three of them ordered a cup of coffee each, a total of 15 yuan. Er Maitai frowned and swallowed the coffee while feeling sorry for his 15 yuan.

It was really a waste of money!

Fortunately, the band's performance was pretty good. The electronic keyboard, guitar, drum set... The instruments on the stage were rare for ordinary people at that time. The band was composed of the staff of Zhuyuan Hotel. The members included not only mainlanders, but also Hong Kongers.

They played popular songs from Hong Kong, such as "Don't Remember the Old Dreams", "Walking on the Road of Life", and "Goodbye, My Love". The audience was intoxicated by the soothing and beautiful love songs.

Er Maitai and Luo Huifang held hands, and he forgot about the money.

When the performance was over, Luo Huifang was intoxicated by the auditory enjoyment she had just experienced.

While the few people were chatting casually, a musician who had just performed on the stage walked to the table where Lin Chaoyang and his friends were.

"Is it Mr. Lin?" the man asked.

Lin Chaoyang was slightly surprised. He didn't recognize the other person's face and didn't know what relationship he had with the other person. He replied: "It's me. You are..."

The young man smiled and said: "My name is Chen Zifang. You may not remember me. I am a student at Hong Kong Chinese University. I visited Yenching University before."

Lin Chaoyang suddenly realized what he said, and when he looked at the other person again, he felt that he looked familiar, so he warmly invited Chen Zifang to sit down.

After Chen Zifang sat down, he saw that their table only ordered a few cups of coffee, so he called the waiter over and ordered some desserts for everyone.

Lin Chaoyang hurriedly wanted to refuse, but Chen Zifang still ordered something.

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Lin in such an occasion today. It's really a wonderful fate."

He and Chen Zifang had no friendship, but it was indeed a fate to meet each other again in Shenzhen, thousands of miles away.

After the two chatted for a few words, Lin Chaoyang learned that Chen Zifang studied hotel management at the Chinese University of Hong Kong. After graduation, he went to work in a hotel. Last year, he was transferred here by his boss to serve as the manager of the Hong Kong side.

He started to form a band since middle school. After coming to the mainland, his salary was a little higher than in Hong Kong, but he couldn't get rid of the loneliness and boredom in life, and he also had difficulty communicating with the staff in the mainland.

So he thought of forming a band. He brought an electronic keyboard and guitar from Hong Kong, and the boss sponsored instruments such as drums and found musicians. The team was formed.

After the band was formed, Chen Zifang's life was indeed richer than before. More importantly, he found that the band's performances were very popular with customers in Luohu, so he simply started to perform formally in Zhuyuan Hotel.

Listening to Chen Zifang's story, Lin Chaoyang asked with a smile: "Is this a lucky coincidence?"

Chen Zifang also laughed, "It is indeed a lucky coincidence. You came to Shenzhen this time..."

"Come to hold a work seminar."

Chen Zifang's eyes lit up, "Is it for the work "Crossing the Guandong"?

"Have you heard of it?"

"Not only have I heard of it, I have also read it. It is really a great novel!"

"You are flattering."

"No, no, no, I am not complimenting you. I am speaking from my heart."

Chen Zifang became excited when talking about "Crossing the Guandong". He came to the mainland from Hong Kong, and his entertainment life suddenly became poor. In addition to playing in the band, his other hobby is reading.

However, he can only read a few works by mainland writers, but has a special liking for Lin Chaoyang's works.

"I visited Yanda University that year, and after returning to Hong Kong, I read your "Death of Van Gogh", which was really amazing.

Who would have thought that a Chinese writer could write such a vivid Van Gogh.

I have been in the mainland for more than a year, and I don't know how many times I have read your works, especially the recent works. You are getting better and better!"

Chen Zifang's compliments were not simple, but real love. Otherwise, he would not have come over to say hello and communicated enthusiastically after discovering Lin Chaoyang on the stage. After all, the two had only met once before.

He chatted with Lin Chaoyang for a while, and found that he seemed to have neglected the other two guests, so he stopped the topic, "I haven't asked Mr. Lin's two friends yet..." "This is my childhood friend Yang Junda, and this is his girlfriend Luo Huifang. They both work in Luohu." "Hello, Mr. Yang, Miss Luo!" Facing Chen Zifang's polite greeting, Er Maitai and Luo Huifang responded a little stiffly. "You two are Mr. Lin's friends. If you want to watch our band performance, you are welcome to come anytime. Just mention my name next time." Seeing that Er Maitai and Luo Huifang didn't know how to respond to Chen Zifang's enthusiasm, Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "Then I will thank you in advance for your hospitality on their behalf." "You are too polite." The two chatted freely, and Er Maitai and Luo Huifang were mostly unable to integrate into the topic and were just spectators. Noticing that Luo Huifang's eyes were always on the waiters in uniforms coming and going, Chen Zifang took the initiative to ask: "Miss Luo, do you need to order something?"

Luo Huifang waved her hands quickly, looking a little embarrassed, "No, no. I... just heard that the waiters in Zhuyuan Hotel are paid very high."

Chen Zifang nodded, "That's true. Our hotel is the first hotel in the mainland that fully adopts the Hong Kong employment and salary system.

Besides, there is indeed a difference in the economic development levels of the two places, so it seems that our salary and welfare benefits are much better."

Chen Zifang, the Hong Kong manager, earns more than 6,000 Hong Kong dollars a month, and the ordinary waiters in the hotel also earn 700 to 800 Hong Kong dollars a month.

However, the difference is that Chen Zifang gets Hong Kong dollars, while the waiters in the mainland get RMB converted from Hong Kong dollars.

The waiters who can work here have a salary income far exceeding the general working class in Shenzhen today, so many people in Shenzhen are flocking to this place.

Seeing Luo Huifang looking at the waiters with envy, Chen Zifang immediately understood her thoughts.

He didn't rush to speak, but glanced at Lin Chaoyang, and asked Luo Huifang kindly: "Miss Luo, are you a local in Shenzhen?"

"Yes."

"Do you speak Hakka or Cantonese?"

"I can speak both, but my Hakka is average."

Chen Zifang laughed, "It's really rare. Most of the waiters in our hotel speak Hakka, and very few speak Cantonese. It's always easy to have problems when dealing with Hong Kong guests."

Hearing the olive branch in Chen Zifang's words, Luo Huifang was delighted, but she didn't say anything. She knew that Chen Zifang said this because of Lin Chaoyang's face.

At this time, Lin Chaoyang chuckled and said, "Afang's factory is in a downturn right now. If Zhuyuan Hotel can provide her with a job, it would be great."

Chen Zifang laughed heartily, "What our Zhuyuan Hotel lacks is talents like Miss Luo."

The two of them easily agreed on Luo Huifang's job, which made her overjoyed and thanked her repeatedly.

Er Maitai, who watched the whole process, was a little overwhelmed. He didn't expect his girlfriend's job to be solved just like that, and she got into a good unit like Zhuyuan Hotel that others couldn't get into even if they tried their best.

A few people were chatting, and the guest room upstairs suddenly became noisy for some reason.

After asking around, they found out that just now, the Chinese delegation to the Los Angeles Olympics in the United States won the first gold medal, which was also the first Olympic gold medal won in the history of New China.

Many guests staying in the hotel were shouting excitedly, and even the waiters could hardly restrain their excitement.

That night, everyone remembered the name of an athlete - Xu Haifeng.