Counterattack 1988

Chapter 266

Wang Lin opened his briefcase, took out a stack of photos with a smile, handed them to her, and said, "Look at the photos first!"

Gu Qingyu took the photos, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked through them one by one. The freshly washed hair, with a faint fragrance, was wet, wrapped in a towel, revealing a porcelain white and soft neck.

"This one is great! It makes me look very thin!" Gu Qingyu looked at the photo of her and Wang Lin, and smiled, "I was a little naughty at the time, because I wanted to make a horn on your head, but I didn't dare to be presumptuous, so I put it next to your shoulder. Are you not angry?"

"Hehe, it's okay." Wang Lin said, "You can blow your hair down first! Be careful of catching a cold. By the way, Zhou Jun saw your photo and thought that there was a single photo taken well, so I kept it as a souvenir. He said There are no photos of you when you grow up!"

"Well, good." Gu Qingyu said, "I often took pictures with him when we were young! It's just that we haven't seen each other very much in the past few years, so we haven't had the chance to take pictures together! Now that he has a wife and family, we have even less contact. "

Wang Lindao: "When I was young, those who could often take photos were from wealthy families. When I was young, I had to go to the state-owned photo studio to take photos. It was even more grand than Chinese New Year! Once I took a photo, my dad's salary for a few days would be gone."

Gu Qingyu said: "Photography is an art, and there is nothing cheap about anything related to art. A good imported camera costs several thousand yuan, and an imported color expansion equipment costs 20 yuan! People take pictures Museums also have to make money, right? It’s understandable that the price is expensive.”

Wang Lin said with a smile: "I forgot, your brother is in the business of advertising, and you know it well."

"My brother used to work in a photo studio, and then he advertised." Gu Qingyu stood up with a smile, put the photos on the desk, and took out the hair dryer to dry his hair. "In the few days when he opened the photo studio, I took the most photos." gone."

The roar of the hair dryer sounded, and it was no longer convenient for the two of them to talk. They had to roar loudly so that the other party could hear them.

Wang Lin smiled, and picked up a book she put on the desk to read. It was a collection of poems by Shelley.

He flipped through it casually, and it was a long poem "Ode to the West Wind".

"The years are as heavy as iron chains, pressing down on the soul. Originally, just like you, proud, elegant, and unruly."

When Wang Lin read this poem, he was deeply moved. Every unruly soul will eventually be locked by the heavy chains of time. How many people can break free?

He looked down again and saw the last line of the poem:

"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?"

So this sentence comes from this poem?
Wang Lin raised his head and looked through the glass window at the cold and bleak winter scenery outside.

Yes!

If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
The ordinary truth is expressed by the poet in poetic words, and I feel that the winter sun has become brighter.

Gu Qingyu turned around, blowing her beautiful hair, and suddenly saw Wang Lin's pensive profile, his clearly young face, but with deep and affectionate eyes, like a middle-aged man who has experienced many vicissitudes, looking at the world. There are endless sighs and insights!

He actually has the charm of a mature man!

He is not pretending to be deep, nor is he forced to express new sorrows, he really has his own unique personality charm, the style accumulated over the years, and the loneliness after prosperity and desolation!
Gu Qingyu stared blankly!
He is a man of real temperament!He will not reveal how many books he has read and how much knowledge he knows.He is restrained, but his cultivation and temperament can be seen in every gesture.

This unique charm and attraction is different from external attraction, it will accumulate over time, the longer a woman is in contact with, the deeper the intoxication.

The type of man every woman likes is different.

Some people like sunny handsome guys, some like creamy niches, some like strong physiques, some like the elegance of scholarly temperament, and some like the calmness and stability of middle-aged uncles.

A man who is lucky enough to have one of these will have no shortage of confidante in this world.

However, Wang Lin perfectly integrated these temperaments into one body!
Shallow water is noisy, deep water is silent.

Young people love to write, but Wang Lin is deep.

"Do you also like to read poetry?" Gu Qingyu turned off the hair dryer.

"I am laughing at you. I have only read a few ancient poems before, and I have very little contact with foreign poetry. This is the first time I have read monographs by foreign poets. I feel that it has a different taste."

"Shelley can also be regarded as a foreign classical poet. He was born at the end of the 18th century, which is equivalent to the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty in my country. His poems are very beautiful and wild, and he is a romantic poet." Gu Qingyu said, "I like the poems of Shelley and Pushkin." I really like it, and I usually use their poems to practice my lines."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "New poems are indeed more suitable for your hosts to practice their lines."

Gu Qingyu recited: "I like this sentence: He who chooses dawn at night, dawn will choose the wind of freedom for him."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "It's very poetic!"

He raised his wrist to check the time, and said with a smile, "It's getting late, I have to go."

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner." Gu Qingyu took his hand and said, "Why are you leaving again?"

Wang Lindao: "No need, dinner is probably ready at my house."

Gu Qingyu didn't insist on keeping them, picked up those photos, and said while counting: "Then how much are these photos? I'll give it to you. The printing fee is two yuan a piece, plus the cost of the film, I will calculate, a total of three yuan." Fifteen photos, count ninety yuan..."

"Hehe, if you want to calculate this way, we will stop being friends in the future." Wang Lin waved his hand.

"Since we are friends, how can there be any reason why we don't eat when the meal is here?" Gu Qingyu said, "Or am I not qualified enough to invite you, Mr. Wang, to have a meal?"

Wang Lin smiled helplessly: "Okay, let's have a meal then."

Gu Qingyu combed her hair with a comb: "That's right, between friends, wouldn't it be better to be more willful?"

She found out a hair flower, tied her hair into a loose ponytail casually, and said with a smile, "I won't put on makeup when I'm having dinner with you, and I'll keep my face in the sky."

"Clear water produces hibiscus, which can be carved naturally." Wang Lin said with a smile.

The two came downstairs, Wang Lin asked her where to eat?
Gu Qingyu said: "Let's go to the old restaurant!"

Wang Lindao: "The old restaurant? Please forgive my ignorance, where is the old restaurant?"

"Rongshun Pavilion. It's in Yu Garden."

"Oh, Rongshun Restaurant, I've seen it before, but I haven't eaten there. It's really an old restaurant."

"Master Li, the famous chef of Rongshun restaurant, is the first chef in Shanghai's local cuisine, and a famous chef at the national treasure level. He was awarded the national outstanding worker this year and the winner of the National May [-]st Labor Medal. It's an interview!"

"Excellent! Be the number one scholar!"

"Five years ago, Master Li made a special trip to Beijing to hold a birthday banquet for Marshal Ye."

"Really? Then you have to try his craft!"

"I see that you are very particular about food. Why do you pay less attention to our local dishes?"

"I'm a fake foodie."

Gu Qingyu chuckled: "How is it possible?"

Wang Lindao: "Actually, my family was poor when I was a child, and I couldn't afford big restaurants. You are a gourmet map, and I will eat with you in the future."

Gu Qingyu smiled and said: "You are too humorous."

The two got into Wang Lin's car and headed towards Yu Garden.

Rongshun Hotel is a real century-old restaurant, which is older than Dexing Hotel. It has developed from a small husband and wife shop a hundred years ago to today's three-story building, a 1700-square-meter hotel. Large-scale foreign-related hotels in the area.

Wang Lin parked the car, and went to the old restaurant with Gu Qingyu.

"The annual turnover of this restaurant is not low, right?" Wang Lin asked.

"The monthly turnover is in the millions." Gu Qingyu said.

"Amazing! There is a turnover of more than [-] million yuan a year!" Wang Lin said with a smile, "Ten years is [-] million yuan!"

Gu Qingyu said: "No matter what time it is, there are people who can make money."

Wang Lin nodded: "Go in and taste the chef's skills. I've been here many times before, but I just didn't think about coming in to eat."

"It's impossible for ordinary people to come to this kind of big restaurant every day." Gu Qingyu smiled, "It's fine to come here for the tooth-tasting festival once in a while."

There are 500 seats in the store, and the occupancy rate is about 80% at the moment, it seems that it is full of people!
All kinds of voices, the sound of drinking, and the shouts of waiters can be heard endlessly.

This restaurant is full of smoke.

"Hello, welcome!" the waiter asked with a smile, "How many people?"

"Two."

"this way please."

The waiter led them to a table.

The two took their seats.

Gu Qingyu asked Wang Lin to order food.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Order!"

Gu Qingyu then ordered a few dishes, big black ginseng with shrimp roe, braised river eel, three shredded buckwheat, deep-fried shrimp, bad pot head, and eight-treasure duck, all of which are signature dishes.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Isn't it too much? It's a waste if you can't finish it."

Gu Qingyu said: "Then let's eat vegetables instead of food. Would you like some wine?"

"I want to drive, so I won't drink."

"Then have a drink."

"it is good."

The dishes came up at once.

Wang Lin said with a smile: "I used to only know Babao chicken, but here we have Babao duck."

Gu Qingyu said: "I know the origin of this dish. Their restaurant used to make eight-treasure chicken. That is, when cooking eight-treasure chicken, they did not open the chicken, but cut a hole under the wings, took out the internal organs, and washed the chicken Then stuff the eight-treasure stuffing into the opening, which has a richer aroma and a better taste. Later, the chef considered that the inner chamber of a duck is larger than that of a chicken, so more stuffing can be stuffed in. Therefore, the chicken was changed to duck, and the dish was more fat, tender and crispy after being made. Therefore, the eight-treasure duck replaced the eight-treasure chicken and became a well-known housekeeping dish of the old restaurant."

"Interesting, I actually prefer duck because duck meat is sweeter than chicken."

"I also like to eat duck. Especially the shredded meat with bones, it is extra delicious to chew."

Gu Qingyu tore off a big steaming duck leg and put it in Wang Lin's bowl: "Taste it first."

"I'll do it myself." Wang Lin said with a smile, "You eat too."

"Well, let's eat together."

Wang Lin tasted it, and it was indeed delicious. He said with a smile, "In the future, there will be another place where we can eat."

Gu Qingyu said: "After I went to Beijing to go to school, I haven't eaten the food of my hometown for many years. No matter how delicious the food from other places is, it always feels a little bit worse."

"Country taste."

"Yes, it's the taste of the country. The food I've been used to since I was a snack is better. It's still you who summed it up."

The two drank drinks and chatted.

This is a foreign-related restaurant, and there are many foreign tourists who come here to eat. From time to time, they can hear foreign dialects from various countries, and there is a feeling of returning to Shili Foreign Market in an instant.

After eating for a while, Gu Qingyu paid the bill.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "I'll buy it."

"I've agreed to invite you." Gu Qingyu said, "Although I'm not rich, I can still afford to treat you to a meal. When I was in Xi'an and Luzhou, you were the one who invited me!"

"Okay! I will accept the beauty's favor once."

The two settled the bill and came out.

"Miss Gu, shall I take you home?"

"Are you going home?"

"Hehe, yes! Do you still want to go shopping?"

"Forget it, let's go home. I'll go shopping again on Sunday. I want to buy some clothes. You are in the clothing business. You have a good eye. I wanted to ask you to help me as a staff officer."

"Then I'll walk with you?"

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, I just ate the big meal you invited! As the saying goes, eating people has short mouths!"

The two smiled at each other.

"Shall we go to your store?" Gu Qingyu smiled, "I saw it last time, and I think your clothing styles are very trendy."

"Of course."

Wang Lin asked her to get in the car and went to the Xiuzhilin flagship store on Nanjing Road.

Fang Hong saw Wang Lin and hurried forward, "Hi, Mr. Wang!"

"You guys are busy with your own work. I'll bring a friend to look at the clothes." Wang Lin ordered.

"Okay, Mr. Wang." Fang Hong smiled respectfully and stepped aside.

Gu Qingyu asked: "How much is your store's monthly turnover?"

Wang Lin said: "One million!"

"Is it just the business of this store?"

"Ah."

"That's higher than the turnover of the old restaurant."

"Almost. For such a large store, if it can't even generate this amount of turnover, then it's not doing well."

"How much is the rent for your shop?"

"I bought this shop and it cost more than one million yuan."

Gu Qingyu smiled and said: "You are really good at making money. My brother is older than you, he went to sea earlier than you, and his achievements are far behind you."

"The industries they are deeply involved in are different, so there is no comparison." Wang Lindao, "If the advertising industry is done well, there is a lot to do."

Gu Qingyu chose a few clothes, handed the satchel in his hand to Wang Lin, took off the jacket and handed it to him, and said, "I'll try it. Help me take it off."

Wang Lin nodded and took it.

Gu Qingyu walked into the fitting room with a pile of clothes in her arms.

A few minutes later, she got dressed and came out, turned around in front of the full-length mirror, and asked Wang Lin, "Does it look good?"

"That's right." Wang Lin said, "Why don't you change to a pair of slim pants? Although flared pants are trendy, small pants look better on your figure."

"I have chosen several sets, and I will try them again for you to see. Your fitting room is very user-friendly. There are sandy soft stools to sit on and slippers are provided. Unlike other shops, you can only stand , every time I try on pants, I feel very painful."

"Hehe, then you should come here to buy more clothes in the future!"

"of course."

Gu Qingyu tried on clothes for about an hour, and chose two coats, two sweaters, and two pairs of trousers.

When paying the bill, Wang Lin smiled and said, "Miss Gu, I have an unfeeling request. Please don't refuse me."

"Ah? What's the matter?" Gu Qingyu straightened her clothes and hair, and asked, "Say it!"

(End of this chapter)