The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Xiangbei took a few steps and picked up the phone on the table. The voice on the phone surprised Zhang Xiangbei.

"Beibei, are you in the room?" A familiar voice came from the phone.

"Aunt Huihong, how do you know?" Zhang Xiangbei asked.

Zheng Huihong smiled and said: "I am also in Lanzhou, and I happen to be staying in this hotel. I just saw you going through the formalities at the front desk."

Zhang Xiangbei smiled and said: "What a coincidence? Aunt Huihong, where are you now?"

"Just at the front desk." Zheng Huihong said.

"Okay, I'll be down right away." Zhang Xiangbei said and hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone on the front desk counter, Zheng Huihong walked to the sofa on the left side of the hall and sat down, looking behind the front desk at the huge red Silk Road-themed mural. In the mural, two lines of camels were walking on the Yellow River. On the Gobi Desert on the side, the setting sun dyed the Helan Mountain and the ancient beacon tower in red in the background.

Zheng Huihong lied just now. She didn't see Zhang Xiangbei and the others checking in at the front desk. It was true that she happened to be in Lanzhou and staying in this hotel. What was false was that someone told her that Zhang Xiangbei would be meeting today. When you come to Lanzhou, this is the best hotel in Lanzhou. Zheng Huihong estimates that Zhang Xiangbei will most likely stay here when he comes to Lanzhou.

Zheng Huihong therefore ran to the front desk and told them that if a guest named Zhang Xiangbei from Hangzhou checked in, he would call me immediately to tell me that he was with us.

Zheng Huihong and the others were VIPs of the hotel, so of course the front desk promised her, so as soon as Zhang Xiangbei and the others left the front desk, the front desk called Zheng Huihong's room.

Zhang Xiangbei came down soon. When he saw Zheng Huihong from a distance, he walked towards her with a smile. Zheng Huihong stood up.

The two shook hands and said what a coincidence. Then they sat down and Zhang Xiangbei asked Zheng Huihong why she was here.

"Seven or eight of us came together. You know we have a tree planting plan in the desert, right? We came here this time to see how the plan is being implemented." Zheng Huihong said, "What about you, Beibei? What are you doing? Came to Lanzhou."

"We have our office here, but I have to go down to Linxia tomorrow." Zhang Xiangbei said.

Zheng Huihong nodded and said, "Let's have dinner tonight, right here in this hotel. By the way, Lao Ma is here too. He has always wanted to meet you. Today is the perfect opportunity."

Zhang Xiangbei said: "I have another colleague."

"Let's go together." Zheng Huihong said.

Zhang Xiangbei said yes, thank you Aunt Huihong.

"Then it's settled, I'll send you the box number later." Zheng Huihong stood up and Zhang Xiangbei said yes.

Zhang Xiangbei returned upstairs, turned around from the elevator hall, and saw Xiang Yiyun walking out of his room, walked to the door of his room diagonally opposite, and rang the doorbell.

The carpet in the corridor was very thick. Zhang Xiangbei walked very close and Xiang Yiyun didn't even hear him. He still stood there and kept ringing the doorbell. Zhang Xiangbei coughed and turned to Xiang Yiyun and saw him. laughed:

"Where have you been? I thought you were asleep."

"Downstairs," Zhang Xiangbei said, "I met an acquaintance."

"What a coincidence." Xiang Yiyun said, "By the way, I came here to ask you what to eat tonight. If you want to eat hand-caught food, we can go out to eat. The hand-caught food here is too expensive and not as good as the ones in small shops. eat."

"There is a treat tonight. Come and have dinner with me." Zhang Xiangbei opened the door and walked in, followed by Xiang Yiyun.

"Who is it?" Xiang Yiyun asked.

"Teacher Ma." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"Who is it, Mr. Zhang, who do you think it is?" Xiang Yiyun asked.

"Teacher Ma." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"No way?" Xiang Yiyun said, "That Teacher Ma? Our mortal enemy?"

Zhang Xiangbei nodded.

"Let's go, big shot, should I blush?" Xiang Yiyun asked.

Zhang Xiangbei laughed, and he said yes, it doesn't matter if you blush, your heart beats faster, or your hands tremble.

"Go, I'm not that petty, what's the big deal." Xiang Yiyun said.

Zhang Xiangbei nodded: "It's really no big deal."

Zhang Xiangbei's cell phone rang. It was Zheng Huihong who sent the box number and dining time.

At 6:30 in the evening, Zhang Xiangbei and Xiang Yiyun went down to the Pinzhen Chinese Restaurant on the second floor. Zhang Xiangbei opened the door of the box and was stunned for a moment. He saw that the box was very big, but only Zheng Huihong and Zheng Huihong were sitting in it. Zhang Xiangbei thought there were only seven or eight people among Teacher Ma. He and Xiang Yiyun were just here to join in the fun. Seeing this formation, he immediately understood that this meal was targeted.

Zheng Huihong and Teacher Ma both stood up. Zhang Xiangbei quickly walked over to shake hands with Teacher Ma and said thank you. Teacher Ma smiled and said, I have wanted to meet you for a long time. We were both in Hangzhou, but we didn’t have the chance. Unexpectedly, we arrived anyway. We just met in Lanzhou.

Zhang Xiangbei smiled and said, "I see you often, on TV."

Teacher Ma then shook hands with Xiang Yiyun, and Zhang Xiangbei was about to introduce him to them. Zheng Huihong said: "No need to introduce, it's Xiang Yiyun, the general manager of your Ningxia branch."

Zhang Xiangbei and Xiang Yiyun were both surprised, and Xiang Yiyun asked: "How did you know?"

"I see you often, too, in the elevator." Zheng Huihong said.

Zhang Xiangbei and Xiang Yiyun suddenly realized that they both laughed. Zheng Huihong was talking about Xiang Yiyun whom they saw on their "Home Fresh Delivery" elevator advertisement.

"She's so beautiful, and her surname is so rare, it's hard to forget." Zheng Huihong said, "Beibei, everyone in your company is very young."

Zhang Xiangbei was right, Wu Huan was already considered older.

Everyone sat down and the food came out quickly. The food here is good, but the taste is average. Xiang Evian is right. The taste of hand-caught mutton is not as good as what they eat in many small shops. Zhang Xiang Bei feels that there is a problem with the ingredients. If they buy Ningxia or Gansu mutton from their "Zhaixian Delivery", the taste will be better than this.

Four people, Zhang Xiangbei and Teacher Ma drank Maotai, Zheng Huihong and Xiang Yiyun drank red wine. Everyone chatted casually while drinking without saying anything specific.

After eating for a while, Zheng Huihong saw that Xiang Yiyun didn’t move his chopsticks very much, and the wine in the cup was almost empty. Zheng Huihong and Xiang Yiyun said:

"Come with me to Wanda Plaza next door?"

Xiang Yiyun Bingxue was smart and knew that this was to make room for Teacher Ma and Zhang Xiangbei. Xiang Yiyun said yes. Zheng Huihong smiled and said to Teacher Ma, we went to the mall, you drink slowly.

Teacher Ma nodded slightly.

Zheng Huihong stood up, patted Zhang Xiangbei on the shoulder and said, "Beibei, please be merciful, we all know you have a good drinking capacity."

Zhang Xiangbei and Teacher Ma both laughed. Teacher Ma said, "I only have half a catty, how much can you drink?"

Zhang Xiangbei really didn't know how much he could drink. He could only say honestly: "I don't know, I've never been drunk anyway."

"Then you are awesome." Teacher Ma said.

Xiang Yiyun waved to Teacher Ma and walked out with Zheng Huihong.

The two men who stayed continued to chat while drinking, but the content of the chat began to change.

Teacher Ma and Zhang Xiangbei talked about their plan to turn the desert into an oasis. Zhang Xiangbei and Teacher Ma talked about their "Suishibei" activities in detail, including this time when he went to Lanzhou. He didn't hide it, and told Teacher Ma Plans were made to transform the assisted villages into corporatized villages.

Teacher Ma nodded and said that Zhang Xiangbei's idea was very good. Indeed, assistance alone would not be enough. He established a company and turned it into a permanent vegetable supply base for "Zhai Xian Delivery", which allowed these villages to , entering a virtuous circle, which is teaching people how to fish, rather than teaching people how to fish.

"I'm curious, how did you come up with the idea of ​​doing 'home delivery'?" Teacher Ma asked, "I've known your father for a long time. His clothing company is very successful, and his oil painting studio is also very successful. It stands to reason. , you should enter the 'Half Acre Field' and take over his duties."

Zhang Xiangbei said with a smile: "I happen to have no interest in clothing or oil painting at all. Now I can't even draw a sketch. But growing vegetables is indeed my hobby. I probably make money from this." Once you have money, it’s like walking into a dead end, and you can’t get out of selling vegetables.”

“Are you saying that ‘Zhai Xian Delivery’ has allowed you to make money and enjoy the benefits?” Teacher Ma asked.

"No, I made money by selling vegetables when I was studying in the United States." Zhang Xiangbei said.

"Oh, tell me, how did you make money in the United States?" Teacher Ma turned sideways and looked at Zhang Xiangbei with interest.

Zhang Xiangbei told him how he grew vegetables on the Yale campus and how he sold the vegetables to all the restaurants in New Haven. Teacher Ma kept nodding as he listened.

The two of them finished a bottle of Maotai. Teacher Ma had taken the amount and his face turned red. However, it seemed that he was not satisfied yet. He asked the waiter to open another bottle, and the two of them continued drinking and chatting.

Zhang Xiangbei discovered that the teacher Ma sitting here drinking was different from the teacher Ma he often saw on TV. For some reason, this teacher Ma always gave Zhang Xiangbei a feeling of loneliness, which made him I feel that Teacher Ma, who is often seen on TV, seems to be ready to go on stage and perform there for everyone to see.

But here, he is more like Teacher Ma who has stepped off the stage, taken off his makeup, and is backstage. Zhang Xiangbei is too familiar with this backstage image.

Many times, when he went to Yongcheng and was backstage at the troupe, he would see Xiang Nan, Yin Tao, or other actors coming down from the stage after the performance. He is in a trance, as if he has not yet adapted to the world on and off the stage, and then this lonely look will appear.

After all, what is performed on the stage are wonderful stories, condensed life or wisdom, but off the stage, all these instantly turn into dullness and become daily life.

And people are destined to live only in reality, not on the stage.

On TV and on the podium, Teacher Ma can be a successful person and a youth mentor, but here, he is just a man drinking wine.

Zhang Xiangbei even saw a trace of sadness in his eyes. It was a deep-rooted sadness that could not be dismissed and had nothing to do with whether he succeeded or not.

The moment Zhang Xiangbei came in, he thought it would be a targeted drinking party, but it turned out not to be the case. Teacher Ma just chatted with him and did not mention the acquisition of "Zhaixianshui" at all. They also did not talk about it. , "Daily Fresh" and "Zhaixianshu" are competing in the arena.

Teacher Ma didn't even mention the words "Daily Fresh", as if he didn't have a company under him, and this company competed with Zhang Xiangbei's "Zhai Xian Delivery".

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