Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 146 Dongfang Hotel
Yangcheng, Oriental Hotel.

The Dongfang Hotel where Rong Renyi stayed is one of the three key projects of the 1990th anniversary of the National Day, which Premier Zhou personally instructed. It is also one of the first three five-star hotels in the country in [-].

Although it does not have a luxurious and magnificent appearance, it is different from ordinary state-run guest houses in every aspect.

After all, as the first high-end foreign-related hotel in the South Gate of New China, it has a special historical mission and undertakes important tasks of receiving political, business and foreign guests.

"Xiao Zhao, do you know why I came to Yangcheng to open a hotel?"

Walking in the unique Chinese oriental garden landscape courtyard of Dongfang Hotel, admiring the unique charm of the surrounding subtropical climate, Rong Renyi asked with great interest.

"Uncle Rong, Yangcheng is the southern gate of China's opening to the outside world. With your status and status, it will be of great benefit to you to open an extremely luxurious foreign-related hotel here."

Zhao Wenmu thought for a moment, then said softly.

Rong Renyi has a very high status among overseas Chinese, and his every move in the mainland will affect the hearts of many overseas Chinese.

At the beginning of the reform and opening up, the main source of foreign capital was these overseas Chinese businessmen who cared about the motherland.

The hotel built by Rongrenyi can serve these Chinese and overseas Chinese who come to invest in the mainland.

There is a shortage of foreign-related hotels at the moment, and many foreigners who come to China on business complain about this.

Not only that, but this hotel is also a banner that can call more people to invest in China.

"Of course, Uncle Rong, you will gain a lot in this process."

"Once the giant dragon, which has been sleeping for a long time, wakes up, it will be like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, unstoppable. If you follow it, you will prosper, and if you go against it, you will perish! Don't you think so?"

Zhao Wenmu spoke unhurriedly, and looked at Rong Renyi with a smile.

It was as if the two were just chatting about today's weather.

Rong Ren was slightly shocked in his heart.

He waved his hand and said to the secretary beside him:
"You go back first!"

When the secretary walked away, he opened his mouth and said:
"Yes, the general trend of history cannot be reversed. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. Fortunately, I was walking in the right direction from the beginning."

Then came a long sigh.

"However, our development is ultimately one step slower than others."

Zhao Wenmu suppressed the smile on his face, his expression was upright and solemn.

That's right, the rank of the big boss in front of me, even in his previous life, is far superior to his own.

How could he misjudge the situation?
Moreover, Rong Renyi really has a pure heart. He does many things with the consideration of contributing to the country and the nation.

In short, this is a senior worthy of awe and respect.

"Uncle Rong, Europe and the United States have started the industrial revolution more than 200 years ago. Even so, these rising stars in Singapore, Korea, Sakura and Xiangjiang regions have narrowed the gap with them in a short period of time. .”

"The Chinese people are industrious, brave, tenacious and eager to learn. It is not too late for us to catch up now!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wenmu is firm and confident, exuding a majestic momentum from the inside out.

Rong Renichi was also infected by this momentum.

He patted Zhao Wenmu on the shoulder.

"Sure enough, I'm still old, and my future generations are terrifying!"

"The high-level hotel I want to build will be a banner to call on overseas travelers to build their hometown together! Not only in Yangcheng, but also in Beijing, Shanghai, and Nanjing to build more high-end hotels! Every hotel must reach International five-star level!"

As soon as Rong Ren looked into the distance, his body, which had been slightly hunched just now, was as straight as a pine.

Back at the residence, Zhao Wenmu noticed that there was a small sign hanging on the door of the room numbered 2419:

"Fair Housing Office".

Seeing this small sign, Rong Ren chuckled.

"Xiao Zhao, you don't know, I came to the Canton Fair for the first time a few years ago, and I almost slept on the street!"

Zhao Wenmu immediately became interested.

"There are too few foreign-related hotels in Yangcheng, and they can't meet the demand once we arrive at the Canton Fair. The reservation letter sent by my secretary to the Housing Office of the Fair was delayed on the way, but when I arrived, the letter was still on the way."

Recalling the experience of that night, Rong Renyi was also quite emotional.

This "Trade Fair Housing Office" is actually a temporary organization that coordinates the accommodation of merchants and merchants at the Canton Fair.

During the Canton Fair, the staff here are selected from Dongfang Hotel, Liuhua Hotel, Baiyun Hotel and other places.

During the exhibition, the Housing Office operates 24 hours a day to help foreign businessmen solve their accommodation problems.

"The plane that arrived in Yangcheng landed in the early morning. It was almost one o'clock when I got here. The people waiting outside this room lined up all the way to the lobby."

"The staff kept calling each hotel to see if there were any rooms available, but they were all full that night. Everyone was waiting impatiently. I remember a businessman from Germany yelling loudly that he would never come again. .”

Zhao Wenmu imagined the scene that night, and really couldn't blame the German businessman for being angry.

Those who can come to China to do business in this era are all famous people. It is difficult to calm down when encountering such a thing.

"In the end, we had no choice but to arrange a ferry to send everyone to Panyu. It was almost three o'clock in the morning when we got there."

"Later I heard that the German returned home the next day."

Rong Ren smiled helplessly.

"Later, I donated money to build a hotel in Panyu."

It was this experience that gave Rong Renyi the idea of ​​building a hotel in the mainland.

Later there were plans to build a series of high-end hotels.

"Get a good rest tonight, let's go to the construction site tomorrow."

"it is good."

After bidding farewell to Rong Renyi, Zhao Wenmu returned to the room.

Unfortunately, this time he can only share a room with Zheng Guangming.

After a short rest, Zhao Wenmu dialed the switchboard at the front desk.

"Please help me connect to room 1208."

Zhao Jing and Rong Xinyi live in room 1208, and of course, there is also the little girl.

At this moment, there is a telephone in the Dongfang Hotel room, but it must be dialed to the switchboard first, and the switchboard needs to be transferred to the corresponding service department or room.

After a while, Zhao Wenqiu's voice sounded.

"Hi, hello, who are you looking for?"

"It's me, your brother."

Zhao Wenmu's words are concise and to the point.

"Ah! Third Brother!"

"Ninny! Come on, baby, talk to Dad!"

Zhao Wenqiu's first reaction was to call his little girl to answer the phone.

"Hey, is that my daughter? I'm Dad!"

Zhao Wenmu spoke softly.

"Dad! It's Dad, why did you come here, Dad?"

While talking, Zhao Wenmu could still hear the sound of knocking on the phone.

Then came Zhao Jing's exclamation.

"Ninny, don't touch!"

It seems that the little guy is trying to get Dad out of the phone.

Zhao Wenmu talked to the little guy for a while.

Finally let her understand that Dad is not on the phone.

"Hey, little brother, what's the matter?"

It was Zhao Jing who answered the phone.

"Daughter-in-law, there is a night market with lights here at night, do you want to go shopping later?"

"Yes, yes! Go!"

It was Zhao Wenqiu and Rong Xinyi who rushed to answer.

To be precise, the convenience market in Pingyang County is also a kind of illuminated night market.

Well, the convenience market has two rows of street lights after all.

And this year, I replaced it with a more powerful light bulb.

The lighting time is also extended.

However, compared with the lighted night market in Yangcheng, it is completely insignificant.

On both sides of the not-so-broad road, there are row upon row of stalls, and a huge light bulb hangs in front of each stall.

The whole night market is a sea of ​​light bulbs and crowds.

"You hold hands tightly, no one can act alone, you know?"

Zhao Wenmu held the little girl in his arms, held Zhao Jing's hand, and said to Zhao Wenqiu and the others.

He looked at Zheng Guangming again and nodded.

A group of people then walked into the night market.

The lights are bright, the voices are buzzing, and all kinds of goods are dazzling.

This is everyone's first impression of the light night market.

Like the convenience market, the main products of the illuminated night market also include clothing and snacks.

The difference is that things here are more trendy.

In the area where clothes are sold, bamboo poles extend towards the middle of the road, covered with clothes that are popular in the season, including some of the most "fashionable" styles in Xiangjiang.

There are also many toad mirrors.

The "street guy" who set up the stall had a tape measure hanging around his neck, and the smile on his face was brighter and warmer than the bright light bulb.

Very enthusiastically sell their products to the crowd coming and going.

In the night market, there are many locals enjoying the cool air and hanging out.

There are also many guests from the north.

The so refreshing and generous "Beike" took out his wallet, took out sheets of unity, and frantically purchased his favorite items.

Especially those products that are related to Xiangjiang.

Zhao Wenmu noticed that some of them even made big purchases with nylon bags, probably the small stall owners who came to buy.

The snack area is also very lively.

And it has a rich and complex taste.

"There are salt baked eggs, there are salt baked eggs!"

"Fried snails, fried snails and flavor, fried snails."

“With fish balls and meat slices with coriander”

All kinds of cries came and went.

Many people were holding bananas or something in their hands, eating with relish.

"Third brother, what are they selling? I can't understand any of them!"

The little girls were eager to try something delicious, but hesitated because they didn't know what it was.

"Try it and you'll know!"

Zhao Wenmu found a Chaoshan oyster baker he knew.

That is oyster omelette.

Oyster omelette is a home-style delicacy made by mixing oysters and chives.

Cut leeks into one knuckle length, put them together with washed oysters (oysters), add diluted sweet potato powder as a binder, and fry in an oil pan until golden.

Different from oyster omelets in other regions, Chaoshan oyster fried is characterized by the requirement of "big tripod, fierce fire and thick oil".

The so-called "big tripod and fierce fire" means that the pan for frying oysters should be large and thick, and the fire should be added to ensure a high enough temperature.

"Houyou朥" is fried oysters with lard, which is the most traditional method.

After a while, a strong fragrance permeated the air.

Pingyang County is not near the sea, so people rarely eat seafood.

The fresh, tender, crispy and delicious oysters were immediately praised by everyone.

"Since you like it so much, let's go to the seafood market tomorrow!"

Zhao Wenmu suggested.

"it is good!"

PS: Non-documentary literature, mixed and fictitious characters, and subjective setting of the timeline of events.

(End of this chapter)