Yang Qing was stunned. "What is he going to do?"
"To see my lover." Hu Lin replied and continued writing the letter.
Yang Qing's eyebrows relaxed and his pupils dilated. "?"
My head is full of question marks.
The main means of communication now is still letters, and the Kanto Office has a lot of envelopes and stationery.
Hu Lin put the written letters into envelopes, wrote the addresses on them, and put them in the drawer.
Seeing Hu Lin put the letter away, Yang Qing also picked up the money box.
"Let's go too."
Hu Lin and Yang Qing left.
They left early tomorrow morning, and the two went to the parking lot and drove the truck away.
In the parking lot, there were originally five cars, but now there are only three left.
Huang Guohui and his group left.
The two returned to the hotel and rested for a night. At dawn the next day, they went to the state-owned restaurant to buy breakfast including Jidi porridge, fried dough sticks, glutinous rice chicken, salty pancakes, shrimp dumplings, etc.
We ate the Jidi porridge and shrimp dumplings at that time, and bought the rest to eat on the way.
After breakfast, the two set off for Shanghai.
Pengcheng is quite far from Shanghai, and most of the roads are dirt roads. The two of them took turns driving, and it took five days to reach Shanghai.
When they arrived, they found a hotel and took a comfortable bath. After resting up, Hu Lin took Yang Qing to find Hu Zhaoguang the next day.
Hu Zhaoguang works in a state-owned foreign trade unit as office director.
It would be a waste of his talent to use him to get them a shop in the Foreign Exchange Mall, but she had no better connections in Shanghai than Hu Zhaoguang.
When Hu Zhaoguang learned of their purpose, he thought for a moment and then agreed.
Immediately afterwards, Hu Lin invited him to dinner.
The two of them made an appointment to have dinner at De Xing Restaurant three days later.
After getting to know each other, she and Hu Zhaoguang made dinner appointments, mostly at this restaurant.
After coming out of the Foreign Trade Building, Hu Lin took Yang Qing to Dexing Pavilion by bus.
She was a regular customer here, and the boss, who knew her, smiled and asked her, "What brings you here?"
I've been busy these past two years and haven't been here, so it's no wonder the boss joked like that.
"Of course it's the east wind." Hu Lin joked.
The boss took her inside. Their familiar looks made many housewives waiting in line outside with net bags look at them curiously.
"Do you want to eat today, or make a reservation?" The boss knew Hu Lin well enough and knew that she always made a reservation every time she came.
As expected.
"Of course we have to reserve a table. Don't we have to make reservations three days in advance for the shrimp and sea cucumber here?"
The boss smiled and didn't respond, then asked, "Is it still the same location as before?"
"Can you reserve one? I see your business has been booming in the past two years!" Hu Lin joked while looking around.
All the tables on the first floor are full.
"Yes, of course. Without your patronage, our store wouldn't be what it is today." The boss was a very versatile person and praised Hu Lin.
"You are really good at talking. No wonder your business is booming."
Hu Lin also praised the boss, and then changed the subject.
"Your signature dishes should still be on the menu, and the rest can be added later."
"Okay!" The boss smiled more sincerely.
The reason why the boss remembered Hu Lin was naturally because she was generous. One order from her was equivalent to the consumption of several private rooms.
"Okay, then we'll go first. See you in three days."
Hu Lin and Yang Qing walked out and the boss saw them to the door.
After lunch, Hu Lin took Yang Qing to the black market to buy Moutai.
This was an area that Yang Qing was familiar with, and he felt a sense of involvement.
I think he has been selling cooked food in the county town for several years.
"Is there really Moutai on the black market?" Having been driving a sports car for more than a year, he knew something about it.
Moutai is the leader in liquor, but it is not only expensive, but also extremely difficult to buy.
"Ask first, there should be some. It would be best if you could buy Moutai within these three days. When you ask someone to do something for you, you have to show your attitude."
"If I can't buy it, then this thing is over?" Yang Qing was a little confused.
How much does alcohol have to do with getting things done?
"That's not necessary. I have a good relationship with him, so I can switch to other wines and the deal will work.
But if we use fashionable wine, we can indirectly let others know that we value him very much."
Hu Lin taught Yang Qing the complicated ways of the world.
"I understand." Yang Qing nodded.
The two entered a shabby, dark alley where people selling things each occupied a space.
It doesn't seem much different from the black market in my hometown county.
But the grade is much higher.
There were people selling eggs, meat, leather shoes, watches, bicycles, cigarettes... and so on, Yang Qing was dazzled by the sight.
However, those who sell valuable items are very cautious. For example, the person selling bicycles just stands there and waits for you to pass by, then asks you in a low voice. But there is no sign of the bicycle next to him, so it is obvious that he has placed it somewhere else.
They were lucky, there was alcohol for sale here.
(End of this chapter)
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