Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Chapter 969, take action

Putting a stack of information on the table, Mr. Wen asked, "I heard that Zhang Xuan came to Shanghai?"

The driver replied: "Tomorrow is the launch day of Intime mobile phone. Many important leaders in Shanghai will attend, so he is here."

At this point, the driver thought for a while and said, "Mi Jian is coming with him this time."

Hearing the sound, Mr. Wen raised his head: "Isn't it Du Shuangling you are bringing?"

The driver confirmed, "No, it's Mi Jian."

Mr. Wen fell into deep thought and said after a while: "It's not ordinary..."

The driver expressed his thoughts: "With such openness, the relationship between the two should have a major breakthrough..."

Mr. Wen asked: "Where is Huihui?"

The driver replied: "Miss is practicing piano at home."

Mr. Wen asked again: "I heard that he also has a piano at home?"

The driver glanced at him quietly and answered truthfully: "Yes, Miss Yuan helped customize it."

Mr. Wen ordered: "I want her to come and have dinner with me."

In the evening, after receiving a call, Yuan Mei turned down a dinner party, bought some supplements, and showed up at her grandfather's health villa.

"Grandpa, are you looking for me?" Yuan Mei asked directly as soon as he entered the door.

Mr. Wen pointed to the seat next to him, "Sit down and have dinner with me."

Yuan Mei asked with concern: "How is your health after taking Chinese medicine for so long? Do you feel better?"

Seeing his granddaughter's sincere and caring expression, Mr. Wen showed a kind smile: "Grandpa is at this age, and his body is like a colander. There will always be problems. This is a natural law. Don't worry too much."

Yuan Mei heard the underlying meaning of "not afraid of life and death", and her heart froze, and a sense of sadness suddenly arose.

To be honest, this grandpa is not particularly kind to his mother, and he is even called powerful and pressing, but he is extremely kind to the younger generation, and they are close to this old man from the bottom of their hearts.

For this reason, Wenyu and the others often said that they were relatives from another generation.

The grandfather and grandson just ate their meals and chatted about their daily routine.

In the middle, Mr. Wen suddenly changed the subject and asked: "What do you think about cousin Qi and Zhang Xuan?"

Yuan Mei thought.

In the past, she had been waiting for this day in fear. She knew that she would not be able to hide her "helping the evildoers" from her grandfather, so she was always waiting to be lectured.

However, because he was well prepared in his heart and received a Western-style education from childhood to adulthood, Yuan Mei was not so timid, but insisted on following his heart: "When I hear about love, nine out of ten people are sad.

No matter what era we are in or what environment we are in, people have longing for the beautiful love and marriage of "holding hands and growing old together"...

Recently, I am reading Mr. Lu Xun's "Sorrow". This is the only work about love in the old man's life. It was written in 1925.

It is different from the traditional style of love novels. It neither praises the belief in the supremacy of love nor exaggerates the slightest tragedy. It is a thorough confession. The novel confesses from the perspective of the male protagonist of the story...

One of the sentences impressed me very deeply: If I could, I would write down my regrets and sorrow, for Zijun and myself..."

Hearing his granddaughter talk frankly about love, and hearing his granddaughter talk about Mr. Lu Xun, whom he admired most, Mr. Wen seemed a little dazed for a moment.

At this time, the gradually aging memories seem to be activated, and the love with "her" comes to mind, the life-long elopement with her, the mutual friction in the newspaper office, the mutual encouragement and determination to devote themselves to the great revolutionary cause together are like a slideshow. Playing in my mind…

Yuan Mei's premeditated sentence "If I can, I will write down my regrets and sorrows, for Zijun and for myself" hit the old man's Achilles' heel, and his eyes, which had been dry for many years, were actually a little moist at this moment.

Yuan Mei pretended to be calm on the face, but was extremely uneasy inside and observed every move of Mr. Wen. In fact, "Sorrow" was recommended to her by her cousin Wen Hui.

At that time, she was afraid that her grandfather would settle the score after autumn, so she politely asked Wen Hui for advice.

Wen Hui has been with her grandfather for so many years, and she knows him very well.

And because she looks very similar to her deceased grandma, she is particularly favored by the old man.

In the past ten years or so, I would always take her for a walk in my spare time, or tell her about the war-torn years and the sweet love in those difficult years in front of the photo frame of "grandma".

So Wen Hui knew which great writer her grandfather, who was an educated man, admired?

Knowing that grandpa loves to read "Sorrowful Death", do you still know how to poke his weakness?

So when her eldest cousin found her, Wen Hui smiled knowingly and immediately gave her the book "Sorrowful Death" and specially marked the bottom of this sentence with a pen.

Sure enough, one sentence brought grandpa back to the past, and revealed the biggest regret in his happy love. It made the tough grandpa burst into tears. Yuan Mei was relieved about this, and even secretly sighed: Zhang Xuan is so virtuous. Yes, let Huihui do this for him!

After dinner, Yuan Mei immediately sent a text message to Wen Hui after leaving the villa: Grandpa came to see me today.

After waiting for two minutes, Yuan Mei, who didn't wait for her cousin's reply, continued to send text messages. She sent five text messages in one go, briefly explaining what happened today.

At the end, Yuan Mei sent her last text message: Although I said this through my mouth today, I feel that I can’t hide it from grandpa, so you should be mentally prepared.

Wen Hui just came out of the bathroom, picked up her phone and read it before putting it down.

She knew that the "war" between herself and her grandfather was in a stalemate. Although it was still unclear who would win and who would lose, she was proceeding according to her plan.

The next day.

Zhang Xuan brought Mi Jian to Yintai Technology.

Li Mei, who saw Mi Jian and knew the inside story, was very surprised. She took the opportunity to ask him in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid that Wen Hui will be jealous if you are so blatant?"

Zhang Xuan smiled and turned a deaf ear to this: "Are they all here?"

Li Mei knew that "they" referred to the big leaders of Shanghai, so she handed him a home-made mobile phone and said, "They are all here. Are you going to meet them now?"

Zhang Xuan said yes.

It is said that a person lives by his face and a tree relies on his skin. Now that you have come by yourself, you have to give enough face to others.

Seeing the big boss in Shanghai again, he felt a little strange, maybe because he was about to have a great career.

The big boss reached out to him: "I haven't seen you for a while. Come and sit at home when you have time."

Zhang Xuan calmly held it and said yes sincerely.

After greeting the leaders, the old man looked at Oriole walking towards him.

When they meet again, Oriole, who has thrown away the shackles in her heart, feels a little different, but what is the difference? The old man can't say that he is ugly?

"Mi Jian came to Shanghai, why didn't he come to the press conference?" Oriole looked around and asked.

Zhang Xuan said: "She likes to be quiet, so she didn't come."

Oriole had a meaningful look on her face when she heard this: "Many people want this opportunity but can't get it. It's better for her to give her the greedy meat and still keep three points."

Should I say that she is indifferent to the world? Or should we say that this is the highest state of her being able to resist and welcome? "

Zhang Xuan didn't pay attention to her words, and just said lightly: "She is Mi Jian."

She is Mi Jian. As she savored these memorable words, Oriole was speechless. After a long time, she said, "You know, I envy her life."

Zhang Xuan said: "Why envy others, your life is better."

Oriole smiled to herself, understanding what he meant, and changed the subject and said: "Last time I came back from the sea, I went on five blind dates."

Zhang Xuan was curious: "Is there anyone you like?"

Oriole shook his head: "It didn't work out. I think I'm not blessed enough, so I came to see you, a person with deep blessings, today to see if a hug can help you share some blessings."

Zhang Xuan: "..."

Oriole asked: "What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Xuandao: "I'm thinking that you are not in a bad mood, and you are still thinking of joking with me."

Hearing this, Oriole took a step closer, reached out and hugged him, and then whispered in his ear: "I bought a wedding house, but I don't know where the groom is yet? How about you go and help me calm down my shock tonight?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at the big boss over there, stood still, and said sadly: "If you keep doing this, I will be kicked out of the Shanghai stock market with a stick."

Oriole looked at him, took a step back and said with a smile: "I'm sure, you are really not interested in me."

After saying that, she waved slightly: "Don't let Sister Tao down, see you again when we are destined."

Oriole left, turned around and left the press conference hall.

Hearing her call "Sister Tao" and looking at her slightly lonely back, Zhang Xuan, who originally had no desire for her, felt a rare wave of emotion.

This has nothing to do with love, it's just that there is one less person in the world who pays close attention to him.

Seeing him pause on the spot, Li Mei came to her side and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Xuan waved his hand: "It's okay."

Li Mei said in the voice of only two people: "If you can't bear it, just chase her. This is a rare beauty."

Zhang Xuan was speechless, not wanting to talk about this topic, so he just rolled his eyes.

Li Mei said to him: "There are many guests and reporters at today's press conference. How about you host it?"

Zhang Xuan refused: "You have worked hard on this mobile phone. You know this better than me. Just do it."

When he reaches his position, he no longer cares about these small names and small profits, and there is no need to compete with his subordinates for exposure.

After working together for so many years, Li Mei knew his nature, so she settled for the next best thing: "Show me more later and let reporters take more photos so I can promote it."

Zhang Xuan looked at her for three seconds and realized: "The reason why you brought forward the mobile phone launch conference is because you want to use your "reputation"?"

Li Mei did not deny it: "From the time you donated more than 30 million in royalties to the "human world", you have already obtained a certain immunity from public opinion and become a walking advertisement."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xuan probably understood them.

Although Intime Technology's new mobile phone has more powerful functions than its competitor Nokia 8110, its appearance is more refined, more user-friendly and has more styles.

But she couldn't stand up to Nokia, which was the dominant player in the mobile phone market. Li Mei, who was fully prepared, was still a little nervous before making the final move.

Regarding his own vital interests, Zhang Xuan agreed and made a suggestion: "At the mobile phone launch conference later, you can add a comparison link and invite our mobile phones and Nokia 8110 to the stage for the reporters below. The media and even relevant leaders should personally experience the difference between the two machines, which will not only demonstrate our confidence, but also create a hot gimmick."

Li Mei's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands and said, "This is a good method. Although it's a bit rogue, it should be effective."

Seeing her acceptance, Zhang Xuanduo said: "If you want more topics and want more people to pay attention, you can be sharper in your words, and even use some self-deprecation and ridicule appropriately. Don't be afraid of offending Nokia. "

Li Mei thought about it for a while and finally said, "I'll give it a try."

The mobile phone launch conference lasted for a full two hours. Li Mei and the mobile phone team were well prepared and performed successfully.

As for Zhang Xuan, he was not idle either. He patiently acted as a "hormone" this time, answered many questions from reporters, and cooperated with leaders of all sizes to stand up and take photos.

"Are you hungry? Let's go eat." At noon, the old man who took a break from his busy schedule found Mi Jian.

Mi Jian smiled and pursed his lips: "I thought you couldn't get away at noon, so I ate by myself."

Zhang Xuan asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Mi Jian said: "I ate a rice cake."

After finally coming to the Shanghai Stock Exchange and eating rice cakes, Zhang Xuan almost felt dizzy. He took her hand and said, "Let's go. I haven't eaten yet. Eat some with me."

Mi Jian looked at his profile quietly for a while and said yes.

After finding a decent restaurant to eat, the two returned to the Pentagon Square.

Mi Jian looked up at the four-story house and asked, "On which floor do you and Shuang Ling usually live?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Xuan felt numb, but he still told the truth: "The third floor."

Mi Jian asked: "Can people live on the second floor?"

Zhang Xuandao: "Yes."

Mi Jian thought for a while and said, "Then let's stay on the second floor tonight."

Zhang Xuan didn't refuse, he thought so too. The reason for this arrangement is to hope that Shuang Ling and Mi Jian will get used to each other further.

He understood the temperaments of the two women, so he shouldn't have any fantasies about sleeping together, but he just begged them not to make his head hurt.

In the evening, after wandering around for a long time, the two of them were about to go home to wash up and rest when they received a call from Ruan Xiuqin.

As soon as the phone call came through, Ruan Xiuqin asked: "Man Zai, are you and Mi Jian in Shanghai?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at the closed bathroom door and said, "Yes, do you always want to talk to her?"

Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiuqin whispered: "Mom, I'll talk to her later. I want to tell you something first."

Zhang Xuan was stunned, this was Mi Jian, it was the first time his mother had this attitude, "What's the matter?"

Ruan Xiuqin said: "The rhubarb at home is missing."

Zhang Xuan's heart trembled, "Lost?"

Ruan Xiuqin said: "My mother had dinner at Shuangling's house last night and drank some wine. She didn't come back until midnight. When she came back, she found something strange. Dahuang didn't come out to pick me up like usual.

I went to the kennel to check, but it wasn't there either. After waiting for most of the night, Dahuang still didn't come back. "

Zhang Xuan came to the balcony and asked: "Didn't we feed two dogs? What about the black dog?"

Ruan Xiuqin said: "The black dog is a bit stupid, but he is still there."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Is the rhubarb missing?"

Ruan Xiuqin said: "Maybe someone did it."

Zhang Xuan is not stupid, he heard that something was wrong with his mother, "Did someone beat her and eat her? Or what happened?"

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