Dreaming back to the 90s to help my dad catch a rival in love

A week later, Zhao Jingwen came back from a business trip in Guangzhou.

The business negotiation went well this time, and the next step is to decide whether he wants to invest in the factory.After Ning Jianguo was busy with the hydropower project at hand, he couldn't wait to take him and the two younger ones to the restaurant.

The restaurant is located in "Xinghualou" on Nanjing Road, which is a famous time-honored restaurant in Shanghai.Although it's not a weekend, it's still full of people when it's time for dinner.

"I heard Miss Ala Xiaosu say that Xiaobei is really amazing, he is my uncle's 'Little God of Wealth'."

Zhao Jingwen put some vegetables into Ning Xiaobei's bowl, and said with a smile, "The foreigner business I did this week is more than what I usually do in a month. Those foreign women simply buy whatever Xiaobei sells. .American, British, French, and even Japanese business. Isn’t it?”

The more Zhao Jingwen looked at Ning Xiaobei, the happier he was, wishing that he was really his own son.

"Look at you again, Fan Xia."

As Zhao Jingwen said, he turned around and pointed at Fan Xia who was munching on the steak, and said sadly, "A man with such a dark and thick skin would be embarrassed when he sees a foreign woman. It's ridiculous."

He went back to the store the day before yesterday, and Miss Su reported to the boss the situation of the two little guys working here in the past few days. Zhao Jingwen almost burst out laughing when he heard that.

"Uncle, stop talking."

After being hit one after another, Fan Xia suddenly felt that he couldn't eat anymore.

To say this, even Ning Xiaobei did not expect that the "little pervert" Fan Xia, who has always been familiar with beauties and older sisters, would see a hot, hot, and cool-dressed foreign girl in a shop. I was so ashamed that I couldn't say anything, and I simply shrank behind the store door.

Ning Xiaobei insisted that Fan Xia would not be able to attract customers, so he went on stage in person, and with his fluent English, he led many customers to Zhao Jingwen's booth.

Although Miss Xiao Su didn't read much, she couldn't speak any foreign languages, but she was used to working here to see the world. When she saw foreigners, no matter white, black or yellow, she just held up the calculator and used numbers to speak.

But for more specific things, such as clothing materials, clothing matching, design concepts, etc., she can only lose.

At this time, I saw Ning Xiaobei stepped forward happily, comparing his clothes with his hands, chatting and laughing with a group of foreigners.He talked eloquently, talking about beautiful flowers and peaches, which made those foreign women smile and bought one after another, one set after another, without any counter-price at all.

The foreign woman was happy with her purchase, she took out a dollar bill and stuffed it into Ning Xiaobei's hand as a tip for the shopping guide.At the end of the day, after calculating the tip, it turned out to be higher than the "salary" that Zhao Jingwen gave them.

Not only that, a few aunts even dragged Ning Xiaobei to the entrance of the market to take pictures.

Fan Xia watched those women open their bright red lips, as if they had just eaten a child's big mouth, and put lipstick marks on Ning Xiaobei's cheeks.

He felt that if those foreign women's mouths grew a little bigger, they could swallow Ning Xiaobei directly.

Fan Xia hid behind Ning Xiaobei, smelling the strong and pungent perfume smell on them, he felt "scared", and his usual fearless aura suddenly turned into ice cream under the scorching sun, all of which dissipated up.

Moreover, Ning Xiaobei is very good at building good relationships with neighbors, not only making foreigners buy clothes in Zhao Jingwen's store, but also pulling them to the "Shanghai Bund Fashion Godmother" and the surrounding ladies who have fed him and Fan Xia, The little aunt's shop to buy silk|socks, sunglasses and all kinds of odd jewelry - this is in line with the "advanced drive the late", "the rich first drives the rich", and finally achieves the goal of "common prosperity".

"Now those aunts and mothers really treat Xiaoxia as their own son. Today Xiaoxia and Xiaobei didn't go to the store when they returned to school for the summer vacation, and they came here to ask me—ah, why didn't Xiaobei come? Xiaobei Bei is a student of No. [-] Middle School, really amazing...ah, he is even more popular than me."

Zhao Jingwen picked up the wine glass and took a sip of rice wine excitedly.

"Why, is Lennon very popular with women in the market?"

Ning Jianguo was lowering his head to peel shrimps for his son. Hearing this, a pair of dark eyes glanced at him.

"Cough...I mean Xiaobei is likable. Please don't think about it..."

Zhao Jingwen's tone trembled a little.

"Of course my son is a delight."

Ning Jianguo threw the shrimps into Ning Xiaobei's bowl, wiped his hands with a napkin, and smiled kindly at Ning Xiaobei, "Dad, go to the bathroom, you and Xiaoxia eat slowly."

Ning Xiaobei, a glass heart, naturally heard that something was wrong with his father's tone, so he nodded obediently.

As soon as Ning Jianguo stepped out of the box, Zhao Jingwen followed behind.

Ning Xiaobei put down his chopsticks and looked at the half-closed door of the box, then turned his head to look at Fan Xia who was still struggling with the black pepper steak, thinking that ignorance is really a kind of happiness.

Ever since I heard things I shouldn't hear and saw scenes I shouldn't have seen downstairs last time, many things that Ning Xiaobei has been ignoring have surfaced.

For example, on Wednesday or Friday afternoons, Dad always disappears for a few hours, and when he comes back, he always has a scent of soap on his body.

Another example is that every time the phone at home rang twice, it would be hung up, and then my father would use the excuse of buying soy sauce and newspapers to go out for a trip, and then return home in half an hour.

Once Ning Xiaobei was sitting on the toilet to defecate, when he suddenly heard the knocking sound from the downspout next to him.At first, he thought it was some kind of prank being played by the little kid upstairs, but after two or three times this happened, he suddenly realized that it was Uncle Zhao who was "sending | information" to his father!

Ning Jianguo was a scout when he was a volunteer, and the two used downspouts to match codes.No wonder Ning Jianguo was embarrassed when he rushed to the bathroom with a stomachache just now.

In this era without mobile phones, two middle-aged men need to be so sneaky if they want to have a relationship without telling their children.

After Ning Xiaobei figured out the rules, he never did the stupid thing of grabbing the toilet again, and every time he "tactfully" pulled Fan Xia to either do his homework, or wander around outside the community to read books at the book stand , go roller skating at the skating rink, and give Dad "freedom to date".

"I'm going out for a walk too."

Ning Xiaobei got up and walked to the door of the box. Before he could go out, he heard a commotion outside, singing, making noise, laughing, and some people were singing, making this place not like a restaurant, but some kind of entertainment place.

"Boss wait for me."

Fan Xia threw down the steak bone, spread his little black paws covered in seasoning and flew behind Ning Xiaobei, looking out over his shoulder.

"Wow, Little Japan is holding a conference."

Fan Xia licked the peppercorns at the corner of his mouth and said.

In the main hall outside, there were five or six tables of guests, some old and some young, singing together.On the small stage, a familiar woman held a microphone, her red lips parted slightly, and she sang the Japanese version of "Spring in the North Country" with clarity, which drew cheers from the audience.

The woman on the stage was none other than the female tour guide I saw outside the clothing market a few days ago, Ding Zheyang's mother.

Mama Ding finished singing "Northern Country Spring", and then sang Teresa Teng's song, the Japanese version of "When Will You Come Again".The voice is crisp and whiny, no less than Miss Deng herself.

"It's terrible, the mother of 'Frog with Four Eyes' is more Japanese than a Japanese woman."

Fan Xia listened with gusto.

After the music was played, there was another round of applause. Don't look at the (very) gentle manners of Little Japan, bowing at every turn, and constantly saying "Smi mother three" in his mouth. After drinking, each one became more enthusiastic and unrestrained, which made Fan Xia strange Let out a cry—it turned out that two Japanese old men actually ran onto the stage, one to face Xiang Ding's mother, the other holding a wine glass, insisting on toasting her.

It was somewhat unsuitable for the scene to be so noisy, Ning Xiaobei simply closed the door and sat back on his seat.

"Boss...that..."

Fan Xia opened his messy little paws, and said to Ning Xiaobei with a look of embarrassment, "I want to wash my hands."

"Wait a minute."

"But I still want to go to the bathroom."

"Hold on."

Fan Xia pursed his mouth, feeling that the boss was a little unreasonable today.

But just like Zhao Jingwen didn't dare to speak more when he saw Ning Jianguo frown, Fan Xia had the same reason when facing Ning Xiaobei. Get submissive.

After a while, Zhao Jingwen came in from the outside with Ning Jianguo in his arms. Ning Xiaobei heard that the noise outside seemed to have subsided, so he nodded at Fan Xia, and Fan Xia who got permission rushed out like a rocket.

Turning his head to look at Ning Jianguo, his footsteps were flimsy, and the corners of his eyes were slightly watery. How could Ning Xiaobei, who is also in his 30s, not know what happened to the two just now, so he pretended to be ignorant and walked towards them. The man smiled.

"The tour group outside, the tour guide is the mother of your classmate, does Xiaobei know?"

Ning Jianguo sat back in his seat, covered his knees with a white napkin, pointed outside and smiled.

"She is Ding Zheyang's mother, but I don't know her name."

"Oh, 'Wannian Er Er'..."

Ning Jianguo also had an impression of him, "I heard that his grades are not so good now. The last parent meeting was held, and he was ranked more than 30 on the big list. Last meeting, it was his father who came."

Anyone who reported Yan Bingru's celebrity, the whole grade knew about it.

"Both of them run travel agencies, and they specialize in taking tour groups for Japanese people. They are considered celebrities in our market."

After Fan Xia washed his hands and came in, he saw his uncle talking to Ning Xiaobei and his son.

"The old man takes the bus, the wife leads the group and the tour guide, so the fat and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders."

"How much did you earn?"

Ning Jianguo asked curiously.

"Many, foreigners mean 'people are stupid and have a lot of money'. There are many shops in the clothing market that specialize in tour group business. They are responsible for attracting people and negotiating rebates. The more foreigners buy, the more they earn. Not only clothing In the market, you haven’t seen those Japanese people go to Suzhou and Hangzhou to buy pearls and silk, and they really don’t seem to need money. Their husband and wife shop, after a year, 10,000+ is not a problem.”

"10,000+? That much?"

"Xiao Kai" Fan Xia was stunned.

"It's not bad. When they worked in Japan, they earned more."

Zhao Jingwen said with a smile, "That TV watched Fa-"Shanghai People in Tokyo"."

Ning Xiaobei nodded.

In the 90s, there was an upsurge of going abroad in China. Whether it is a college student or an ordinary person, as long as they can find overseas connections, whether it is going to study or work, they will go out in groups.Zheng Xiaolong, the well-known director who directed "The Legend of Zhen Huan" in the future, made a "Beijinger in New York", and the male lead will be the famous Jiang Wen in the future.

There is a famous line in the play - if you love someone, send him to New York, because it is heaven; if you hate someone, send him to New York, because it is hell.

If the background is changed to Shanghai, it becomes a matter of love or hate, please send him to Tokyo.

Although many local people go to Europe and the United States, more people go to Tokyo. In 96, Shanghai TV broadcast this TV show, starring Chen Daoming.

"They went to Japanese factories as trainees. They first took root there, and then started working as illegal workers. After one year, after deducting the money spent on going abroad, they can earn 30 to [-] yuan. Send it back to Shanghai, The house, home appliances, everything has been bought.”

"Aren't black workers arrested?"

Ning Jianguo asked.

"Catch it, if you catch it, you will be sent back. Anyway, you can make enough money. After returning, in the fifth year, you can go through the 'blacklist' of the Japanese customs. So the two husband and wife Running a travel agency is only temporary now, and when the time is up, I still have to go back.”

Zhao Jingwen also wanted to gain access to these tour guides, so he invited them to dinner and learned about the inside story.

But the kickbacks they offered were too demanding. Zhao Jingwen figured out that if they brought them over for a business trip, he would be working as a tour guide, so this matter was left alone and there was no more content.

"Ah, it means that Ding Zheyang's parents will still work as illegal workers in the future?"

Ning Xiaobei had heard of these things in the past, but it was the first time for Fan Xia to hear the sermon, and he listened with great interest.

"Fool, they are all small bosses now, how can they still go to work. Of course they are going to immigrate. Oh, in Japanese terms, it is called 'naturalization'. Just play table tennis with the previous one Yes, it used to be called He Zhili, what is it called now... Xiaoshan Zhili's is the same. Then I got my son out, first to study abroad, and then naturalized, to be a new Japanese family."

Zhao Jingwen laughed.

"Huh? Why do you want to be Japanese if you don't do good Chinese?"

Fan Xia grew up watching "Tunnel Warfare" and "Landmine Warfare", so he doesn't have a good impression of the Japanese.

You can watch Japanese cartoons, and you can eat sushi and sashimi. It’s okay to let him play for two days. It’s absolutely impossible to stay and be a Japanese.

"Yes, when you finish your studies in the future, uncle will also send you to study abroad."

Zhao Jingwen drank too much and began to "drive the train with his mouth full".

"Send Nong to Africa, the African brothers will definitely regard Nong as their own family."

Then he let out a scream, it turned out that Ning Jianguo kicked him hard under the table, Ning Xiaobei couldn't help shaking his head.

After drinking and eating, the four of them prepared to leave the hotel.

"I'm going to the bathroom. Dad wait for me."

Ning Xiaobei came out of the bathroom and stood by the unisex washbasin to wash his hands, when suddenly someone bumped his shoulder.

He turned his head and found that it was Ding Zheyang's mother, her face was flushed from drinking, and she was struggling to support the marble table of the sink with her hands. It seemed that she had drunk a lot of wine.

"Auntie, are you okay?"

Ning Xiaobei couldn't help asking.

"Little brother, do you know me?"

Ding Zheyang's mother raised a pair of hazy drunken eyes and tried hard to focus, trying to recognize the little boy in front of her.

"Auntie, I'm Ding Zheyang's classmate Ning Xiaobei."

"Oh... so you are Ning Xiaobei."

The woman was a little surprised and a little embarrassed.

"Our Yangyang often talks about you at home...you are such a good boy."

The woman said, and patted Ning Xiaobei's head affectionately, "Our Yangyang really likes you, and said that he and you are good friends."

What?

Ning Xiaobei never expected to hear this sentence from Ding Zheyang's mother.

What kind of "good friends" are he and Ding Zheyang?

The author has something to say:

Zhao Jingwen: Translate for me what foreigners say on TV

Fan Xia: I don’t understand

Zhao Jingwen: So many years of reading for nothing!