My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 110 It takes ideals to turn ghosts into humans
With Rang Weidong's current temper, of course he would ask as soon as he thought of it.

It was almost evening when we got off the bus.

After the tour, it was already dark as we found the dilapidated old street with almost no signs of renovation, let alone tourism development.

In this small town where there are obviously few outsiders, there is actually a decent-sized restaurant operating on the shabby old street.

I really don’t know whose business I can do. This is no longer the era where Haochigou can just get wind of the news and drive dozens of kilometers to check out some good-reputation food.

It is impossible to do business in a remote area, and it is even more impossible to rely on the local population for support.

Although there were not many people, Weidong still ordered a few dishes and called his secretary, who had been mourning and expressing his feelings, to come back for dinner.

Zhang Lanzhi stopped twisting her body and continued to pose thoughtfully while sitting on the side.

Weidong took out the camera from her bag and took two pictures.

Although the X-ray camera does not have a flash, it has great defects in low-light shooting and its night shooting capability is almost zero.

But in the past few months, Weidong has shot at least dozens of rolls of film and has become very proficient in using it.

Try to place your elbows on the table to steady your hands, and ensure that even if the aperture is not enough under a fixed shutter speed, no ghosting will be produced.

As long as the picture is clear, it can be considered a passing score.

I took advantage of the light from the restaurant behind me to take a picture of Zhang Lanzhi.

He casually expressed his doubts about this restaurant: "Isn't it a shady place? They put knockout drugs in the food and rob people of their money and their women."

Unlike when she first sat sideways on the train and asked to take pictures, always demanding perfection, Zhang Lanzhi now smiled sweetly: "Thank you."

Then he poured tea for Rang Weidong. "Since the Ming and Qing dynasties, most of the towns around Shanghai have had a tradition of import and export trade, so they were all very wealthy. Then, many people came to Shanghai to make their mark, which naturally made some of the restaurants and houses here very grand. Now... I guess there's still some sales going on, and many factories are located in these towns."

Weidong nodded in understanding. "I ordered shredded eel with sesame oil, stewed pork skin with chopped green onions, and steamed fish with bamboo shoots, plus some vegetables and soup. The rich red sauce with a slight sweetness is their specialty. Let's see if you can taste the flavor of your mother's."

In fact, it already feels a bit casual between husband and wife.

He was even more addicted to it.

Zhang Lanzhi remained polite: "Thank you..."

Then let Weidong get down to business: "Let's not be so polite now. I said I would be responsible. Are we dating now, or do we want to get married? I'm fine with either."

The secretary considered it for a moment and then spoke seriously, "I sincerely thank you for taking me out to see all sorts of places. This is something I never dared to imagine before."

Wei Dong still wanted to tease her: "You've been on a business trip, too. You took the initiative to find out this from Rongdu."

Zhang Lanzhi, however, never flirted: "I want to be as useful to you as possible, so that you can need me more. I don't ask for anything else, I just want a chance to go abroad and see the world."

After saying that, he supported himself on the seat with his hands, a little nervous, straightened his shoulders and looked at Rang Weidong.

Because the man stopped talking, he slowly looked at the girl intently, as if he wanted to see something from this increasingly familiar face.

The owner brought two dishes to Weidong before he picked up his chopsticks and started eating. "Last time, by the river at the Swan Hotel, you said you wanted to see the world, even if it meant sacrificing your life. Well, I understand. Intellectuals read a lot and really yearn for beautiful places. I can promise you, it's not difficult. With our careers starting now, we'll definitely be able to travel abroad frequently in ten or twenty years. When we're old, even long vacations overseas won't be a problem. Do you understand me?"

He lives in a small place and is not sure about the exact time, but he is definitely aware that there was a crazy trend of going abroad from the mid-to-late 1980s to the 1990s.

Countless movies and TV series have told stories of this period when the nation worshipped Europe and the United States.

Many couples desperately sell everything they have to get their spouse out, at least to get the spouse out first and then drag the other half along.

The divorce wave was also a hot topic at that time. Some said that the divorce rate for couples going abroad was 100%. I didn't expect to encounter it at the very beginning.

So although he was a little surprised, Weidong definitely understood the girl's attitude.

It can't be considered as being possessed, it's all like this now.

In an era that is too painful and depressing, with no sense of personal existence at all, people can only yearn for Europe and the United States as a paradise on earth.

Especially intellectuals who read books and learn about the world outside.

On the contrary, the old security guard who knows nothing definitely doesn't have this idea.

Zhang Lanzhi stopped looking at the food and said formally, "I know you're talking about marriage, but that's not fair to you. I don't want to be tied to you forever. I just want to go abroad whenever I have the chance. I want to see the Eiffel Tower, the Roman Cathedral, the Tower of London, and the Statue of Liberty. I want to experience those beautiful civilized societies. I will try my best to help you with everything and cooperate with you to take care of the factory so that my parents can live in peace. Then I can pursue my dreams without worries. This is also the hope you give me."

Weidong also put down his chopsticks and remained silent for a long time.

The old security guard, who had jumped over one pit after another, felt that he needed to slow down.

Zhang Lanzhi, on the other hand, began to eat slowly, occasionally offering some food, and then quickly glanced at his expression: "Are you angry?"

Rang Weidong shook his head: "No, I think what you did is quite righteous. It would be most disadvantageous for you to point it out now, but you'd better make it clear first so that there is no confusion later, otherwise I will end up with nothing. When you leave, I will feel like I have been cheated. Now I have to take back this feeling." He still felt a little disappointed for some reason.

Or I just feel a little unhappy for no reason.

It's not for himself, he sincerely thinks this is a good thing for him.

Rather, it is the kind of feeling that one has no attachment to this land. Even though it has now surpassed the consumption level of the entire nation, one still feels that things are better outside.

But I also feel that I cannot criticize it. The mainstream thinking at the moment is all kinds of reflection, and there must be problems everywhere.

Zhang Lanzhi apologized even more: "I never thought that I would be able to follow you to so many places so soon, and even stay in big hotels and fly. I'm not exchanging my body for you, but I have nothing left to give you. I've wanted to come back to Shanghai since I was a child. If I could go abroad, it would be my life's dream."

Let Weidong slowly laugh: "Your behavior reminds me of Li Yunlong's wife."

The secretary must have been confused: "Who?"

Rang Weidong shook his head casually. "He's a combat hero, a rough man. The organization arranged for him to get married. How much did his beautiful wife like him at first? I can't say. But he's a hero, a leader. Aren't most marriages these days arranged? They just have a ceremony after one meeting. Most people get married first and then fall in love, slowly getting used to each other. It's rare for someone to get divorced. It's normal that you don't have feelings for me."

Zhang Lanzhi was a little embarrassed: "We haven't known each other for long, but I believe there will be feelings for each other in the future, so I'm afraid..."

She couldn't even describe it herself, but Weidong understood: "I'm afraid I'll just live this ordinary, mundane life of raising children, making a living, and never seeing the world again."

Zhang Lanzhi's eyes lit up for a moment. "Yes! No one liked to play with me since I was little. My parents also told me that everyone will die, and how we live our lives will be different. I've accepted my fate of staying in the factory, but you've shown me so much, and I can't help but wonder if I can see more. I don't want to hide these thoughts from you. Now that I've given you my body, my soul yearns for freedom even more."

It seems that I have been whipped too hard these days and I am a little hysterical.

Wei Dong scratched his head in embarrassment. "I was originally thinking about how to persuade you that going abroad is not a big deal, but I also think it's a good thing for people to have dreams. For example, I set three goals for myself last year: cure my father's illness, make money and establish myself, and get revenge. I finally achieved them, which laid a foundation for everything I have now. Otherwise, I might have just lived in a daze. Okay, I'll keep them in mind and help you achieve your dream soon."

Sometimes people just rely on thoughts to keep going.

Zhang Lanzhi seemed relieved and took some more food before asking, "Why do you think going abroad is no big deal?"

Let Weidong think hard: "Nowadays, everyone with a little ability and dreams wants to go abroad, especially those struggling scholars. How can I describe this... Well, right now, foreign countries are at the top of the mountain, and we are at the bottom of the valley. It's normal for people to strive for higher places. Most people will be happy if they go abroad now, but we will be better in the future. At least the gap will almost disappear."

No one would believe this even in the 1980s, let alone 20 years later.

So he felt like a myth and there was no way to persuade him.

Zhang Lanzhi really didn't believe it: "How is that possible? Don't you also want to go abroad?"

Rang Weidong shook his head. "That's not the kind of trip I want to take. I'm so caught up in the turbulent changes happening in China that I can't even think about going abroad... Haha, that's not the way to say it. I want to go north, to see the Russians."

Zhang Lanzhi, clearly deeply influenced by European and American literature and the factory's ideology, was disgusted: "Ah, it's freezing cold, and it's Soviet revisionism and imperialism, what good is there?"

The third-line factories were relocated to the southwestern mountainous areas mainly to resist invasion from the north.

In a sense, if there were no threat from the north, Zhang Lanzhi should have been a local girl who grew up in Shanghai.

Can Weidong say that his biggest feeling today is that changing planes is really awesome?

Only by riding on such a large plane in person can you understand how awesome this business is. You Qili can brag about it for the rest of his life and completely establish his status as a monument.

With just one deal, he became the richest man in the country.

He just wanted to participate and experience it; this was his lifelong ideal.

So he understood Zhang Lanzhi very well, and could even touch her heart better than countless in-depth investigations.

I can only tease: "If you don't marry me, I guess I'll just have to find a girl."

Zhang Lanzhi bit her lip quickly and said, "No, you are the most powerful and wonderful person I have ever met. Xiao Dong likes you very much, and the woman with her hands wrapped that day should also have a good impression of you. I am nothing, I just happen to be able to help you now. In fact, I have no interest in business or calculations."

Let Weidong learn to distance himself and watch from the sidelines.

I also helped her think: "Well, to be honest, I'm also trying hard to figure out how to go abroad, although my purpose is different. Manager Zhang of that photo studio is the one in Jiangzhou who most often comes into contact with people going abroad. The other day, the two chefs mentioned that they had been abroad. Wasn't it obvious that I was interested in this topic? I'm mainly interested in doing business abroad, but it may not be possible in at least one or two years, or three or five years. This is determined by policy. So if I want to go abroad, studying abroad is basically the only way."

Zhang Lanzhi was disappointed: "I'm really bad at studying."

Weidong, however, took his time. "So, let's make some money as soon as possible. Once you've made some money, it shouldn't be difficult for you to find a research field in culture and history at your own expense. Who knows what your background is? Just your good English already beats many people going abroad. Yeah, we'll stay in Shanghai for a few days and still go to the university to get to know it. This is also the place that's most enthusiastic about going abroad. Then we can go to Pingjing a few more times and maybe we can find an opportunity to study abroad."

Zhang Lanzhi was unusually active in serving soup: "Thank you...Would you like to go back to the city to live?"

The red face and mosquito-like sounds are so tempting.

Have you even forgotten the actual situation?

(End of this chapter)