Counterattack 1988

Chapter 1365 Wedding Photo on the Roadside
On 49th Street and 50th Street on Pike Avenue in Manhattan, New York, there is one of the most luxurious and famous five-star hotels in the world, with 42 floors.

It is a brand under the Hilton Hotel Group.

The hotel has 1245 rooms, including 197 suites, while the Waldorf Astoria where the head of state stays has 180 rooms, 101 of which are suites, but there is only one presidential suite.Nightly rates range from $7000 to $15000 depending on the season.If there are too many presidents staying at the hotel, it is fair to say that each of the three-bedroom "imperial suites" in the Waldorf Astoria Towers are ready to host dignitaries.

In Room 15 on the 22th floor, Wang Lin is enjoying the warm service of the most beautiful actress in Hollywood.

Connery is worthy of being a talented woman in the entertainment industry, she just used a little acting skills to trick the man she likes into her bedroom.

When Wang Lin showed his talents and beheaded the clown gang, Connery fell in love with this oriental man hopelessly.

Connery not only has a dream of being an actor, but also a dream of being a prince and a hero.

However, in real life, where are there so many heroes?
Until she met Wang Lin.

As soon as Jinfeng Yulu met, they won but countless on earth.

She didn't care whether Wang Lin was married or not.

If you like him, you want to get him.

Even just this one-night stand is enough to keep in mind.

Just as he was done, there was a knock on the door.

Wang Lin asked, "Has your friend come?"

"I live alone." Connery smiled slightly, "Lie down and don't move, I'll go see who's here."

She picked up a pack of cigarettes, put one in Wang Lin's mouth, lit the fire for him, and kissed him hard on the face.

Although women in China are very affectionate, they are far less powerful than Americans in the matter of openness.

Even the pure and conservative Connery brought freshness and excitement to Wang Lin, which was not comparable to Li Wenxiu and other beauties.

Connery came to the living room and opened the door.

A man reeking of alcohol put his hands on the door frame and stared straight at her.

"David, why are you here?" Connery didn't let go of the door to let him in.

"I like you." David said, breathing heavily.

"David, if you still want us to be friends, please respect me."

"Is it convenient for me to come in and sit for a while?"

"inconvenient!"

"Then I'll come back tomorrow."

"I'm going home tomorrow, you know, I have a house in New York, I'm here for two days, just to make it easier for the party."

"You won't be with that Oriental, will you?"

"It's none of your business."

David kept beating the door frame with his hands, his eyes widened: "How can you get together with an oriental man?"

"I like him!"

"You like an Oriental? That's incredible!"

"He's my hero. He saved my life!"

"That doesn't change the fact that he's an oriental! You can't be with an oriental!"

"Who am I with is my freedom."

"You spoil yourself too much!"

"No, I don't think I'm good enough for him. But I'm willing to give my all for him."

"Connery, you will be ridiculed if you look like this."

"That's someone else's business."

Uncle Zhong came to the door and asked Connery, "Do you need my help?"

David stretched out his hand to push Uncle Zhong: "Go away, Oriental!"

Uncle Zhong twisted David's wrist.

"It hurts!" David's hand felt a sharp pain.

He tried hard to pull it out, but Uncle Zhong's hands were as tight as pliers, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out.

Connery said to Uncle Zhong: "Let him go!"

Uncle Zhong nodded and let go of his hand.

David angrily punched Uncle Zhong: "SHIT!"

Uncle Zhong didn't even move his brows, and waited until the opponent's fist hit him in front of him, then he punched fiercely and hit the opponent's fist.

Fighting with both fists, David took three steps back.

Thanks to Uncle Zhong's mercy, he only used three points of strength.

Otherwise, David's wrist would have to be broken.

David lowered his arms and looked at Uncle Zhong in horror.

Uncle Zhong's expression was indifferent, without the slightest wave of emotion.

David knew that he could not get any benefits, so he cursed loudly and left.

Wang Lin put on his clothes and came out, asking, "What's going on?"

Connery said: "It's okay, a boring person, he has been driven away. Aren't you staying overnight?"

Wang Lin said: "I have to go."

Connery threw himself into his arms: "Will we meet again?"

"Perhaps!" Wang Lin caressed her hair, turned around and left the door.

Uncle Zhong followed behind Wang Lin step by step.

Connery looked at Wang Lin's long back and showed a satisfied and sweet smile: "We will definitely meet again!"

Wang Lin's itinerary in the United States has been completed.

Li Wenxiu inspected several brands of beauty companies and equipment providers, and chose one of them to cooperate with.

Deng Lijun's concert has also come to a successful conclusion.

On this day, they went shopping together, bought some souvenirs, and prepared to go home.

At noon, when Wang Lin was taking a lunch break in the hotel, he received a call from Xingzi.

Xingzi knew that Wang Lin and the others were about to return to China, so she called to ask.

Wang Lin asked: "Xingzi, how are you handling things? When will you go back?"

"Alas!" Sachiko sighed faintly, "Things are a bit troublesome."

"Need any help from me?"

When Wang Lin first came here, he didn't have many contacts in the United States, but now he has met many celebrities here.

If Xingzi asked, Wang Lin would have the cheek to ask for help.

What's more, those people owed Wang Lin!
The grace of saving lives is reciprocated by springs. I believe that Americans also understand this truth, right?
If Wang Lin spoke, those he had saved would definitely help.

Xingzi smiled slightly: "Wang Linjun, we don't need your help, we can do it ourselves. Thank you."

"I didn't do anything, just thank you for nothing."

"Are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, our flight tomorrow is at 16:35 p.m., and the arrival time is 19:30 Beijing time the next day."

"I wish you all the best of luck."

"Ah."

Wang Lin didn't know what happened to Xingzi, and he couldn't solve it after so long?

She didn't want to say it, and Wang Lin couldn't help.

Wanderers who are away from home will always miss their hometown after a long time.

Wang Lin is away all year round, and his mentality is good.

Li Wenxiu has been away from home for so long, and she has long since returned home.

Even if she lives in the best hotel in the world in New York and enjoys the best service of capitalism, she can't stop her from wanting to go home.

If Wang Lin hadn't been by her side all the time, she would have gone home long ago.

The next day, Wang Lin and the others flew home by plane.

"New York, goodbye!" After getting on the plane, Zhou Jun waved his hand outside the porthole.

"Brother Jun, if you want to come, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Li Wenxiu smiled.

"Let's talk about it later! I'm afraid it's rare to come here once." Zhou Jun said, "I've been here before, and I feel like New York is nothing more than that."

Wang Lin smiled slightly.

Zhou Jundao: "Wang Lin, how many names can your Aixiu Group get in all over the world?"

Wang Lindao: "I don't know, no one has ranked the international ranking of Aishiu Group. Even if someone did rank it, I'm afraid it may not be accurate."

Zhou Jun said: "In my opinion, entering the top 50 should not be a problem."

Wang Lin smiled and shook his head: "Brother Jun, you're flattering me too much. How can Aixiu Group rank among the top 50 in the world? It would be great to be among the top 500."

Li Wenxiu said: "It's just a ranking, what's important? The most important thing is to make yourself happy."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "It's still my wife who sees it clearly."

Zhou Porridge, Shen Xue and the others turned their heads and gave him a blank look at the same time.

The flight is an hour late.

Back in Shencheng, it was already [-]:[-] in the evening.

Xu Ying prepared a sumptuous dinner.

Wang Lin invited everyone to have dinner at home.

It was so late, the restaurants and restaurants outside were basically closed.

The benefits of keeping people at home are highlighted. Back home, there are hot tea and hot meals, a clean and tidy house and beds, and everything is exactly the same as when they left.

"It's still comfortable at home!" Li Wenxiu sighed, "My home is no worse than that hotel, or a presidential suite! It's nothing more than that!"

Xu Ying smiled and said, "Wenxiu, don't even think about it. What kind of family do you have? If you were still living in a tube building, you would have to go outside to relieve yourself. You wouldn't say that."

Everyone laughed together.

Li Wenxiu asked: "Sister Xu, is there nothing wrong at home?"

Xu Yingdao: "It's all good. Many people came to visit, and I asked them to sign in."

Wang Lindao: "Show me."

Xu Ying took the visitor sign-in form and handed it to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin glanced at it and put it down.

After eating, everyone got up to say goodbye, and went home to rest.

Wang Lin and the others were exhausted from the journey, so they went to sleep after washing up.

Li Wenxiu lay on the bed and said, "I still feel like I'm shaking on the plane!"

Wang Lindao: "Just sleep and wake up."

Li Wenxiu said: "If you hug me to sleep, I will be safe."

Wang Lin smiled and hugged her into his arms.

Li Wenxiu rested her head on her husband's chest and fell asleep peacefully.

At night, Wang Lin had another nightmare.

In the past few nights, he has been dreaming non-stop, and that dream reappears repeatedly.

Every time after waking up, Wang Lin dared not tell Li Wenxiu, for fear of making her worry.

This night, Wang Lin woke up again from his dream.

The wife has left his arms.

The two of them hugged each other and slept soundly at first, but when they fell asleep, they both searched for the most comfortable sleeping position.

Wang Lin opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling in the dark night in a daze.

What does this dream suggest to him?
Are the dreams real?
Wang Lin didn't want to lose everything he had now.

He lost all sleep in an instant, got out of bed, quietly came to the study, lit a cigarette, and puffed.

A little warm fire on the cigarette brought him a little comfort at night.

Looking over from the study room, you can just see the Mianbo house next door.

A room on the second floor of Mianling's house was still lit.

Wang Lin knew that it was Mianbo's bedroom.

He looked at the time, it was already half past midnight.

Wang Lin pondered for a while, and beat the big brother.

The two buildings were so close that even Wang Lin could hear the ringing of the phone from the other side when he opened the window.

Wang Lin saw a figure by the opposite window get up.

After a while, the call was answered.

"Hello!" Mianboll's slightly tired voice came.

"It's me." Wang Lin said, "Are you still asleep?"

"Mr. Wang!" Mianbo immediately became more energetic, "Have you guys gone home?"

"Well, why don't you come over to visit me?"

"I didn't get home until eleven o'clock, and you have already turned off the lights and gone to bed."

"Oh, why are you coming home so late?"

"There is something wrong with the company."

"what's up?"

"I'll report back to you tomorrow!"

"Then what are you doing when you stay up so late? It's not for work, right? Then I have to criticize you a few words. Only when you have enough rest can you work better. You don't understand this truth, do you?"

"Mr. Wang, I am indeed dealing with some work." Mianbo said, "You entrust me with such an important work, I dare not slack off, I am not tired, and sleeping for five hours a day is enough."

"Then you can sleep too. If you stay up late like this again, I have to consider whether I have to change your position."

"Mr. Wang, then you are acting recklessly. I am such a good employee. If you don't encourage me, you still want to transfer me? I feel wronged when I think about it."

"I'm afraid that if you continue to act recklessly like this, your body will collapse in a short time!"

"No. I don't know how good my spirit is every day. If you don't believe me, you can see my condition tomorrow."

"Go to bed early, you're doing work during the day, isn't it good?"

"I can't sleep!"

"Why do you suffer from insomnia when you are young?"

"Mr. Wang, I'm a single woman and I don't have a boyfriend."

"Oh!" Wang Lin laughed, "It turns out that being single can speed up your work."

"Of course, Mr. Wang, don't companies like to recruit unmarried people?"

"Okay! Pay attention to rest."

"Well! Didn't you sleep too?"

"I woke up after a night's sleep and saw your light was on in the study, so I called you."

The opposite window opened.

Mianbo saw Wang Lin.

The two people waved to each other across a wall.

Wang Lin saw that the lights on the other side had been turned off, so he went back to his room to sleep.

The next morning, Wang Lin and Li Wenxiu parted ways at the door, each going to work.

Wang Lin went to the company.

Li Wenxiu came back from an inspection tour in the United States, and was preparing to flex her muscles and introduce more items in the beauty salon.

It was Chen Ling who drove Li Wenxiu.

Li Wenxiu sat in the back seat of the car, flipping through the materials brought back from the United States.

The beauty market in the United States is very mature, but the beauty shops there rely more on machinery and equipment.

Because labor in the United States is very expensive.

So they do everything possible to invent many machines to replace labor.

Domestic projects are all done with both hands.

But in the United States, even massage is replaced by special machines.

Some press the neck, some press the stomach, and some press the feet.

Li Wenxiu was thinking, should these equipment be imported?
"Sister! Sister Wenxiu!" Chen Ling suddenly called out.

"What's wrong?" Li Wenxiu asked without raising her head.

"Look at the side of the road!"

"Look at what?"

"Look!" Chen Ling slowed down the car.

"What?" Li Wenxiu looked up and looked out of the car window.

"Here, sister, look at the photos pasted on the glass wall at the entrance of the photo studio, one of them looks a lot like Mr. Wang?" Chen Ling laughed, "It's the photo of the wedding dress!"

Li Wenxiu was startled, and looked over with enough luck.

(End of this chapter)