Sanhua quilt is pressed by a large factory

Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant on Qianmen Street in Beijing was the most famous restaurant in Beijing in the 1980s.

In her previous life, Shen Roujiao loved to eat roast duck. When she came to Beijing to attend university, she often went to eat at Bian Yi Fang with her roommates. The only time her mother came to Beijing to visit her, Shen Roujiao brought her mother here.

At that time, the antique archway with Hexi color painting was magnificent; the exterior wall was built with gray bricks and tiles, matched with traditional archways and Chinese windows; the hall was decorated with carved dragons and painted buildings, red walls and green tiles, which was very Beijing-style.

But what I see in front of me is just an ordinary two-story building with white walls and three big red characters "Quanjude" on the door.

"Wow, this is what Quanjude looks like." Shen Roujiao stood at the door and exclaimed sincerely.

Time not only changes the appearance of buildings, but also changes the fate of many people.

Zhou Huaiyue followed her with two bottles of Maotai in his hand. "Shut up and go in."

Inside the hotel, behind the glass window, you can see several chefs roasting ducks in front of a hanging stove. Flames of wood such as date wood are burning, and the roasted ducks coated with maltose are fragrant and sizzling with oil as the chefs turn them over and roast them.

Shen Roujiao stared at the golden and juicy roast duck and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

The private room has seats for eight people, and a row of single sofas are placed against the wall. After the two of them sat down, Zhou Huaiyue pushed the menu in front of Shen Roujiao, "Take a look at what you want to eat."

Roasted duck heart, mustard duck feet, halved duck gizzards... Just as the dishes were ordered, the customer walked in while talking to the person behind him, and the two of them hurriedly stood up to greet him.

"Huai Yue!" The scholar with round-framed glasses glanced at the girl next to him and said, "Oh, they are a perfect match. This talented man and beautiful woman are a feast for the eyes when they stand together. Come on, introduce them to me."

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They look like a couple?

Glancing sideways, Zhou Huaiyue was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and he himself was also wearing white on top and black on the bottom, the colors were quite consistent.

Well, it does look a bit like a couple's outfit.

The two looked at each other quickly, and Zhou Huaiyue raised his eyebrows at her, meaning: Why don't you hurry up and explain.

explain?

You wish. I'm here to add fuel to the fire.

She turned her little face away and just smiled without saying a word.

"Uncle Hong, this is the owner of the prescription, Shen Roujiao. This is my uncle, Director Hong from the Ministry of Health." Zhou Huaiyue introduced the key points.

"Hello, Director Hong." Shen Roujiao smiled sweetly and called sweetly.

"Stop being polite. Call me uncle. Follow Huaiyue's lead." Director Hong raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Huaiyue.

"Uncle Hong!" He called him so affectionately.

"Okay, everyone, sit down. These two are my students, and they just happened to come to see me from other places. We are all family, please sit down." The two men behind Director Hong greeted them. They knew each other, but their voices sounded a little familiar.

When the tea was poured, Director Hong asked Shen Roujiao: "Huai Yue has a cold personality. He didn't bully you when you opened a pharmaceutical factory with him, did he?"

Shen Roujiao smiled reluctantly, glanced at the person sitting next to her with ill intent, and whispered, "Sorry for the bullying."

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Zhou Huaiyue, who was drinking water, coughed violently because of the snorting.

"You see, he feels guilty. How could he bully others?" Although Director Hong said harshly, he put his hand on Huai Yue's back and patted him gently.

The little fox glanced at Master Zhou, whose face turned red, and pretended to be aggrieved, "He found a girl behind my back, and she's a ballet dancer."

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Zhou Huaiyue, who had a red face a second ago, now turned pale.

He picked up the teacup he had just put down, used the cup to hide his uncontrollable smile, took a few sips, and when the cup left his mouth, his expression returned to its stern state.

"You're right, Xue'er. Don't worry, Uncle Hong is on your side."

He Xue is He Guozhou's beloved daughter. Earlier this year, she became the principal dancer of the Central Ballet Company thanks to her performance in the ballet "White-Haired Girl". Zhou Huaiyue's mother, Chen Zhenhua, who loves watching ballet, is a good friend of He Xueer's mother in China.

It was originally a joke to liven up the atmosphere, but when Director Hong said it, Shen Roujiao's heart skipped a beat: This person really exists!

When Zhou Huaiyue said that, she didn't believe it at all, only 10% at most. The main reason was that he didn't have time to fall in love, except during the period after the master-disciple split. But in just three months, he was planning to get married?

At the same time, she also heard from Uncle Hong that the Zhou family supported Xue'er. "Don't worry" is another way of saying it, and it is the truth: only Uncle Hong is on your side.

With the intention of exaggerating, Shen Roujiao began to act, "Brother Huaiyue, now there are people who support me. Thank you, Uncle Hong."

Zhou Huaiyue's eyes flickered and he glanced at her.

As the food was served, Shen Roujiao told the story of the mysterious prescription. Director Hong was filled with emotion. "If Mr. Chen were here, he would be so happy to see that you two are such a good match and work so hard on Chinese medicine."

The Mr. Chen that Uncle Hong was talking about was his teacher, Zhou Huaiyue’s grandmother, Chen Boyu.

When the topic came to his mentor, Director Hong couldn't help but feel sad. From his words, he learned that Chen Boyu not only taught him Chinese medicine knowledge, but also helped him a lot in his career.

Therefore, he will definitely find a way to deal with Zhou Huaiyue's matter.

The atmosphere was already like this, the Maotai was filled, Zhou Huaiyue and Shen Roujiao raised their glasses, and they toasted Director Hong, "Thank you, uncle."

As the group of people were eating and chatting, they learned that Director Hong’s students were working on oral ampoules of traditional Chinese medicine decoctions, a new dosage form that combines decoctions, syrups, and injections.

Shen Roujiao and Zhou Huaiyue's eyes lit up when they heard this. Wasn't this the oral liquid technology they wanted to develop? The two looked at each other and understood most of it.

At this time, the chef brought the roast duck to show them first. The golden and crispy aroma made people salivate. When the chef used the ancestral knife to slice the duck meat one by one, Shen Roujiao's stomach rumbled uncontrollably, and she could hear the "grumble" sound.

Uncle Hong, who was in a high position, should have been the first to eat, but it was obvious that someone's stomach couldn't wait any longer. Director Hong smiled and said to Zhou Huaiyue, "Give her the first package. Add a few more slices of meat so she doesn't get hungry."

When Shen Roujiao was embarrassed to refuse, Zhou Huaiyue held her hand and placed it in his palm, saying softly, "Eat it."

"Thank you." Her face turned red uncontrollably.

Although she knew he was acting with her, she still felt uneasy because of the inexplicable throbbing.

Uncle Hong noticed Zhou Huaiyue's thoughtfulness and asked with a smile, "Don't just focus on your career, pay attention to your personal affairs. Otherwise, Sister Chen wouldn't be so anxious to get married. Huaiyue is about 24 or 25 years old, right? How old is Roujiao?"

Urge marriage?

Ever since Chen Zhenhua knew what his son was thinking, apart from openly opposing it, during the more than two months since Zhou Huaiyue returned to the capital, he and his close friends had been trying their best to bring the two children together.

First, he asked his son to accompany her to watch a ballet, and then the two families had dinner together on weekends. When He Xue became the principal of the dance troupe, he sent flowers and gifts in the name of Zhou Huaiyue. He even bought them movie tickets for "Lushan Love"...

Shen Roujiao swallowed a big mouthful of roast duck. The water cup had been placed beside her without her noticing. She took a sip and said, "Twenty-two."

"Oh, she's the same age as Xue'er. That's good, all good." Uncle Hong patted the back of Zhou Huaiyue's hand.

All good!

What does it mean?

This marriage is difficult to break up.

Although it is said that one would rather demolish ten temples than destroy a marriage, but if the wife of the partner who owns half of the shares of the company dances ballet on the stage and in front of the screen all day long, and everyone in the company will flatter, praise and admire her whether they like it or not, then you will truly have a hard day, and everyone else will be fine except you.

You can't force it.

After finally coming back to life, I was still angry and hurt myself. I am crazy. I have been reborn, but I can't stand this anger. Let go of personal qualities and enjoy a bad life. It is better to make things difficult for others than to wrong yourself.

Zhou Huaiyue, I'm sorry, this marriage must be broken up.

"Uncle Hong, you can't choose both. You can only choose one. Brother Huaiyue, who do you choose?"

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You were busy refuting rumors yesterday and busy trying to get promoted today. Shen Roujiao, you are really busy.

Zhou Huaiyue was not in a hurry. He calmly picked up a piece of duck heart and put it on her plate, saying meaningfully, "Sister, don't you know what's going on?"

Acting is acting, fake is fake after all, you should know your own weight and cannot compare it with the real thing.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two people had dropped a few degrees, Uncle Hong hurriedly asked everyone to pick up their chopsticks, "Eat, eat!"

Although the pancakes in Shen Roujiao's hand were all wrapped by Zhou Huaiyue and handed to her, none of them were as delicious as the first one.

After three rounds of drinks, the conversation became more and more open.

Sanhua Weitai was not blocked because of the prescription problem, but because there was another large manufacturer's stomach medicine powder under review at the same time. The other party used some unknown means to get the powder provided by Sanhua for testing. They used the excuse that their stomach medicine had clinical data, while Sanhua Weitai was just an unknown traditional prescription, and they suppressed the progress.

Of course, this problem is not unsolvable. There is something called special approval. Once you get the special approval document, no one can do anything about it.

Uncle Hong explained clearly to Zhou Huaiyue who to look for, how to look for him, and what to do. He couldn't show up again, but he could make plans.

While others were talking about serious matters, Shen Roujiao was drinking. She was not drunk on Maotai liquor, and she was chatting with the man at the neighboring table who was making Chinese herbal soup. The more they drank, the more they enjoyed themselves.

When Zhou Huaiyue snatched her wine glass away, Shen Roujiao had already drunk a lot. When she heard what they were talking about, it was like she was hearing it through a layer of frosted glass.

As the banquet was about to end, the door of the private room was knocked open.

Two strangers came in. The one who pushed the door in front looked like a driver, nodding and bowing. The one behind him looked like a big boss, with a Mediterranean hairstyle and a gold watch inlaid with diamonds on his left hand, which was shining.

Director Hong suppressed his surprise and raised his hand to greet him, "Boss Zhu? What gust of wind brought you here?"

"No one comes here for no reason. Today I'm here to see the world." The driver pulled out a chair at the entrance and the boss sat down directly.

Director Hong smiled faintly and said, "Let me introduce you to the younger generation. This Mr. Zhu is the second in command of Wanniantang, the largest medicine store in Beijing. Call him quickly."

"Hello, Boss Zhu!" One, two, three times.

Only Shen Roujiao didn't speak. She stared at Boss Zhu's wrist and suddenly said, "Rolex Daytona, Owl Grand Duke, limited to 30 pieces worldwide. Uncle, can you sell it to me?"

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Damn, this girl is just like the legend.

Know the goods.