National Tide 1980

Perhaps it is because the cultural relics donated to the country by Ning Weimin and returned from overseas are so precious.

Every time he donates, it is enough for the Capital City Cultural Relics Bureau to win praise from the superior unit, show his face in the industry, and win a prize.

Perhaps it is also because of Ning Weimin's unconditional regular donation and his behavior without seeking fame or profit that the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau cannot but be moved and admired.

He has long been regarded as a promising young man who has feelings for his family and country at a young age and practices selflessness.

In short, the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau sincerely wanted to thank him, so it was really fun to get things done.

According to common sense, giving him the store in Liulichang, in this day and age, the approval process alone involves a lot of waiting.

It will be impossible to implement this matter until the director and deputy directors all give the nod.

The administrative procedures for signing and sealing the contract are still very demanding. After all, each department has to stamp at least a dozen big red seals.

According to normal circumstances, if we really have to wait until this matter is completely settled, and we can get the house in hand, it will be good if it can be completed in three months.

But because this matter was proposed on the spot by the leader of the cultural relics bureau who accepted the cultural relics, and it was decided jointly by him and several other bureau leaders after discussion, it was given special treatment.

The next day, it was approved by all members at the bureau's working meeting.

The leaders reached a consensus of opinion, and the person who made the suggestion was personally responsible for the implementation of the seal.

It's not like receiving Shang Fang's sword. Who can stop it? Who dares to hold back?

In fact, it only took three or four days to get this spacious house with a good location in Liulichang, which even many state-owned stores were jealous of.

The process was completed at "rocket speed", approved, and fell into Ning Weimin's hands.

After that, it was up to him to do as he pleased.

To be honest, even the second generation who were born with a golden key would be jealous of this privilege.

In fact, even Ning Weimin himself did not expect that this house could fall into his hands so easily, and so quickly.

So on the day he got the key, when he opened the door, Ning Weimin was extremely excited when he saw the windfall he had easily obtained and the generous gift package God had given him.

If nothing else, just because the present was different from the past, he found that he had already unknowingly completed the social level leap by relying on wealth, reaching a height that he had never thought of in the past.

Don’t forget, there was a time when, in order to run a clothing tail goods business, he had to beg his grandfather and grandma to find a business place.

Had it not been for the favor of the master, Director Li from the street would have been very helpful.

He could only watch the money flowing in front of his eyes, but he was unable to reach out.

When they opened a cigarette hotel a few years ago, he and Zhang Shihui were also looking for a house.

If it weren't for his thick skin that had smoothed out "Zhang Dashao", there wouldn't even be a place to start a small business.

Even if he opened Tan Palace Restaurant, it would be the same. He could do anything, except the house.

Otherwise, there would be no need for him to let Tiantan Garden take such a big advantage and use one-third of the profits to win over this partner.

Not to mention his previous life. Although he was a boss in name, he was essentially the grandson of the landlord.

Whether you are running a business or living there, it all depends on the landlord.

Half of the money he earns must be handed over to the landlord to honor "grandpa".

But things are really different now.

He also has the qualifications and opportunities to participate in the distribution of this kind of social resource that is completely controlled by the government.

And there was no need for him to put any effort into it. He didn't even mention it this time, and he didn't think about it at all.

The Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau took the initiative to pack it up and stuff it into his hands, allowing him to plant a flag and set up a stick on the core commercial street in southern Jingnan, and he had his own brand name.

How could this not make him overjoyed and give him a sense of accomplishment?

He used to think that beautiful things like this would only happen to those with special backgrounds. How could he ever expect that he would also encounter them?

Especially the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau, this time it was indeed not because he borrowed someone's influence, or someone said hello for him, but it was purely to reward him.

This was what made him most happy.

If you can get this far with bare hands, that’s it!

Even he himself feels inspired!

At this time, in his mind, he undoubtedly already has golden helmets and golden armor, and colorful auspicious clouds!

If in the past he was a little timid and guilty when facing those people who were born with golden keys in their mouths, feeling that he was always inferior to them.

But after this incident, this humble thought and guilty feeling no longer existed.

Psychologically, he has built up his own self-confidence, which can be described as a complete transformation.

But it's interesting to say, because the more confident he is, the less he cares about other people's opinions.

As a result, he never expected that in a place like Liulichang, he would encounter acquaintances from his past.

Moreover, he is also a person he does not want to interact with more or deal with again.

So much so that the misunderstanding recurred, and the "downfall" caused by his own low-key and slovenly manner actually earned him a sympathy he didn't want.

That day was the third day after closing the house, and Ning Weimin came after lunch.

After arriving at Liulichang, he opened the store door and waited for the construction workers and designers from the appointed construction company to come to the door.

He didn't intend to let this room sit idle and waste time.

So I took the time to make an appointment with someone from the construction company to come to the site to measure, come up with a plan, and do the decoration so that it could open as soon as possible.

While waiting, because he had nothing to do, Ning Weimin felt that it was boring and pointless to just be idle.

I thought that if I could make the environment cleaner, I wouldn't have to worry about people talking in the room later, and I wouldn't have to step on a useless nail with each step.

He took the initiative to clean up the garbage in the house.

To be honest, even though this house has been officially renovated and looks brand new inside and out, there is still a lot of decoration garbage here.

There are all kinds of newspapers, foam, wooden strips, paint buckets, lime bags, etc.

These are all left behind by the construction team who renovated the house.

After all, these days, there is little sense of service in all walks of life. If you don't mess around with what you are supposed to do, you are considered dedicated.

As long as the house is repaired, who will keep it spotless for you?

In the end, it didn't matter what he did, Ning Weimin made himself look like a laborer.

In fact, there is not much work, but it is a bit dirty.

The bag of lime alone left a lot of dust on Ning Weimin's trousers, and there was also a lot of dust on the back of his arms if he was not careful with the paint and whitewash used for painting the walls.

It is completely unavoidable that these things will leave some traces after being dusted off.

And when he finished his work, Ning Weimin started to sweat even if he moved slightly because of the hot weather, so he had to rest.

I also thought that it would be convenient to get some stools when someone comes later, so that they can have some water to drink from.

Ning Weimin went to Hongguang Pavilion again to borrow stools, a thermos, and teacups.

Because he often buys things, and if the Cultural Relics Bureau tells him about it, he is already familiar with the manager there.

With just a casual word, everything you need is met in Hongguang Pavilion with ease.

Not only did he get a few stools, a thermos, a few cups, but also a small bag of tea given to him by the manager.

And when Ning Weimin had just made himself a drink, he moved a stool and sat in the shade at the entrance of the store to get some fresh air, fanning himself with the paper fan he brought to cool off.

I don't know what coincidence, but two well-dressed customers, a man and a woman, walked out of the Rongbaozhai opposite him, and they happened to meet him face to face.

At this glance, Ning Weimin and the beautiful woman in the red dress who looked very pretty and attracted attention wherever they went, both recognized who each other was.

For a moment, both sides were shocked.

Ning Weimin was surprised not for anything else.

Instead, he thought he had seen something he shouldn't have seen.

I am afraid that I will get a needle's eye in my head and cause trouble for myself.

The woman who fell in love with him was none other than Jiang Hao's sister and Nian Jing's wife, Jiang Hui.

But the person accompanying her was neither Jiang Hao nor Nian Jing, but a young man in his twenties.

Moreover, the young man was well-dressed and looked the same, especially their demeanor and behavior were quite similar to each other.

Apart from anything else, this man took everything in his own hands and carried Jiang Hui's purse, which is easy to imagine.

Ning Weimin has not forgotten that Jiang Hui once seduced him.

He accidentally bumped into Nian Jing who was following him downstairs, and learned about the adultery between her and Li Zhong.

In view of such past events and such lessons learned from the past, he was almost attracted to this woman, which made him a little attracted to her.

Under this situation, what other thoughts could he have?

It's logical to think that Jiang Hui's train has derailed again.

I have found a new face again, and I am shopping with my concubine.

So for this, his most direct reaction was to be embarrassed, and subconsciously he wanted to pretend that he didn't know him.

I wanted to pretend that I didn't see anything and let this matter pass under my nose.

It's rare to be confused. Don't see anything inappropriate and don't hear anything inappropriate.

This is the only way it will be good for both of them.

But the problem is that his thoughts are all based on his own subconscious speculation.

He never thought that this year would not be thirty years later.

These days, the so-called improper relationship between men and women is a "serious crime" that is severely condemned by domestic society and cannot be tolerated.

The parties involved are under great pressure. Once the affair of having a concubine is exposed, it may cost someone's life.

So there really is no one who is so brave and fat, and dares to go out and go out in public so blatantly, and go shopping together in pairs.

In fact, Ning Weimin really guessed wrong.

As for the person accompanying Jiang Hui, far from being Jiang Hui's mistress, he was actually Jiang Hui's relative - her cousin.

In this case, it's a completely different story.

Not only did Jiang Hui have nothing to avoid, but in her eyes, Ning Weimin was the one with a guilty conscience.

He looked lazy, slumped, and couldn't keep his eyes open. He even wore extremely sloppy clothes, which was extremely unseemly. It was so different from his past image of wearing suits and leather shoes and being gentle and elegant.

What's more, he was still standing at the door of the store, drinking tea, fanning his hand, and stepping on the tractor board.

It's really like a temporary worker who shows people a storefront, or a small worker who does chores like cleaning up a house.

In addition, Ning Weimin and Jiang Hui quickly dodged after their eyes met.

Then he looked around hesitantly, not daring to look at Jiang Hui anymore.

It looks more and more like it is getting worse.

Jiang Hui naturally believed that Ning Weimin had suffered an accident and was unwilling to recognize her because he was down and out.

So what happened next was very interesting.

Not only did Jiang Hui not leave as quickly as Ning Weimin expected.

She thought about it for a moment, but instead, like a tarsal maggot, she walked over in a few steps.

She took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him in a very sassy manner, started talking to him, and asked him a barrage of questions.

"Oh my god, why are you like this? Manager Ning, what's wrong with you? What's wrong? You can't speak anymore? Have you become mute?"

At this point, Ning Weimin knew that he could no longer keep pretending, so he could only respond with a smile and pretend to recognize her.

"Oh my god, isn't this Jiang Hui? I haven't seen you for a long time and I don't even dare to recognize you. You are so beautiful!"

"Come on, Manager Ning, stop sarcastic all the time. Hey, can you sit down and have a rest?"

Jiang Hui pointed to the other stool where Ning Weimin put his cup, still looking familiar and honest.

"Okay, sit down, please sit down!"

Ning Weimin couldn't refuse, so he took the initiative to pick up the cup and wiped the stool for her twice.

Out of politeness, he took the initiative to give up the stool under his butt even to the person he considered his "mistress".

"You sit here, I'll go in and get another handful..."

But clinker, that guy didn't appreciate it at all.

Perhaps because he looked down on his slovenliness, or perhaps because he was really anxious to leave, he just said lightly, "No, we will leave soon."

Seeing his rude behavior, Ning Weimin smiled and passed him by without bothering to say anything more. He just sat down again.

Even the original thought of making tea and water for them was eliminated.

I thought, if you want to stand, just stand. Anyway, my legs are not tired...

And his careless look obviously made the young man look even more displeased.

Impatient, he couldn't help but tactfully urge Jiang Hui to leave.

"Sister Hui, don't forget the time to meet with President Chang..."

It's just that he didn't expect that Jiang Hui seemed to not understand his thoughts, but his buttocks were still tight after sitting down.

"Why are you so anxious? You can't make any mistakes."

And he actually said this to Ning Weimin, as if he was apologizing for him in disguise.

"This is my cousin. He is still young and his family has always been used to it. Don't be surprised."

So the young man suddenly felt that he was losing face, and he was very dissatisfied and blamed him.

"Sister Hui? Who is this? You can tell him this..."

Although this seemed more and more rude and unwelcome, it even made Jiang Hui's explanation all in vain.

But it must be said that thanks to this, Ning Weimin finally figured out their relationship and finally let go of the entanglement in his heart.

He waved his hands nonchalantly, not bothering about the issue at all, and didn't even want to say a word more.

He just asked Jiang Hui as if to deal with it, "Are you doing well recently?"

"I'm okay, I just changed jobs and was transferred to a credit union. But how come you..."

"Haha!" Ning Weimin laughed, "Isn't this normal for me? Since I come from the working people, I naturally want to return to the working people..."

It should be said that Ning Weimin was joking.

It's just a kind of self-mockery to cope with other people's interrogation, and it's a slippery instinct to not reveal too much information about yourself.

However, both Jiang Hui and his cousin took it seriously, which led to their completely different attitudes.