New Year's Eve, this festival that countless Chinese people have been looking forward to has finally arrived.
No matter how much suffering you had before, you can let it go for now.
No matter how unpleasant things happen, let’s wait until this new year is over to talk about it.
In the afternoon, the sound of firecrackers was heard on the street.
Pedestrians passing by were all in a hurry, eager to go home.
Those who are still at work are already absent-minded.
Who doesn’t want to go home early and spend a happy New Year’s Eve with the family?
There are still patrols here, and the Chinese patrols have become a lot more friendly today.
No matter what, during the Chinese New Year, no one should make anyone feel uncomfortable, right?
"Assistant Wu, don't forget to have New Year's Eve dinner at home tonight."
Meng Shaoyuan gave a special reminder when he left.
Wu Jingyi said "hmm".
Wu Jingyi and her family usually get together during the Chinese New Year, but this year is different. Her husband and children are all in Hong Kong.
For the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, Meng Shaoyuan invited not many people.
After all, those brothers and sisters are fighting on the front lines.
I don’t know when everyone will be able to get together in a down-to-earth manner again.
Before the Chinese New Year next year, we must get them all back in advance.
The annual fees have been distributed to each agent. Regardless of whether these agents can go home or not, at least the family can have a settled year.
"I'm going back first, remember, 6 o'clock."
Just when Meng Shaoyuan was about to leave, Wu Jingyi suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I have a small gift for you. Think of it as a New Year gift."
Is there such a good thing?
Wu Jingyi took the initiative to give herself a gift?
God has opened his eyes.
"Bring it in."
Wu Jingyi gave an order, and the "gift" she gave to Meng Shaoyuan was brought in.
That's a person.
Someone whom Meng Shaoyuan knew!
Liu Fuqin!
Field staff at Shanghai Railway Station!
This is the man who betrayed himself.
An inconspicuous little person almost made it impossible for the famous Meng Shaoyuan to come back alive.
Kneeling on the ground, Liu Fuqin's whole body was shaking.
"Raise your head." Meng Shaoyuan said calmly: "Do you know me?"
"I know... I know you. You are Director Meng. You have given us training in the field."
"Yes, I gave you a lecture." Meng Shaoyuan smiled and said: "I gave you a lecture at the beginning, asking you to do well and contribute more to this country and the nation. I especially told you not to be a traitor. Do you remember this? It hurt my face and didn’t remember my words.”
"Director Meng, I, I don't know what you mean..." Liu Fuqin said tremblingly.
"You know." Meng Shaoyuan patted his head: "Originally, I didn't need to waste so much words with you, but today is New Year's Eve, and I am in a good mood, so I will talk to you a few more words. Let's go on the road with peace of mind. Well, remember not to be a traitor again in your next life."
"Director Meng, Director Meng..." Liu Fuqin shouted heartbreakingly.
But, it's too late...
…
"Here's a pound of pork head and a portion of the sauced belly."
Meng Shaoyuan came to the stewed vegetable restaurant, and while lighting it, he said, "It's the Chinese New Year, and the store is still open?"
"Oh, boss, in this world, you just want to hide and make a few bucks." The shop owner smiled and skillfully cut the stewed vegetables: "Besides, I am alone in Shanghai, and when I close the door, I am a family. Let's make some of my own. Braised vegetables and a drink of wine, isn’t this the end of the year?”
Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Pay attention to safety."
"thank you boss."
Lu Cai Ah Wu, whose real name is Shi Xiaoli, is 44 years old and a native of Yantai, Shandong Province. He is a military commander in the field.
Meng Shaoyuan looked to the side, took out two packs of cigarettes from his bag, and put them in: "It's Chinese New Year, take it and smoke it, foreign cigarettes are very refreshing."
Lu Cai Ah Wu didn't say a word, just nodded silently.
His nose was a little sore.
His wife and children are all in Shandong, and he is alone in Shanghai. He could go back once a year to reunite with his wife and children, but this year is special and all agents have canceled their vacations.
Are you saying he doesn’t want a wife and children? Fake.
Director Meng is such a high official, but he has no airs about his brothers. He didn't come to buy braised vegetables, he just took this opportunity to express his condolences to the brothers.
It's worth working your life for such a boss.
In many cases, two hundred thousand dollars cannot buy friendship. But sometimes, a cigarette or a word is enough to make people work for them.
"Boss, it's all wrapped up for you."
Meng Shaoyuan took the stewed vegetables, smiled slightly, turned and left.
There are still places to go.
Those who are still sticking to their posts during the Chinese New Year must express their condolences...
…
After going around in a circle, it was almost 5 o'clock when we got home.
Before I even entered the house, I heard noise coming from inside.
Most of them were arguing in English, with occasional Shanghai curse words mixed in.
No need to think about it, Alao and Butler Qiu.
These two people were probably living enemies and mortal enemies in their previous lives.
Meng Shaoyuan's head was so big.
Pushing the door open and going in, when he saw the master coming back, Alao immediately complained in a barrage of complaints. The general idea was that Butler Qiu came so early, it was fine, but he was so picky about his work, which was simply unreasonable.
The problem is, Butler Qiu also has his own good reasons.
He is Mrs. Rose's housekeeper, and Mrs. Rose also received an invitation today. Although Butler Qiu strongly opposed it in his heart, how could he interfere in the matter decided by Madam?
Of course, he must come in advance to check the environmental hygiene and the quality of the food.
But this is exactly what Aarau is most taboo about.
He is the master's butler, and he should have the final say here. Any so-called inspection is a serious distrust of himself, which is unforgivable.
Not enough words to speculate.
Not surprisingly, the two people quickly developed from sarcasm and accusations to quarrels.
"Alao, go do your thing. The guests are coming soon." Meng Shaoyuan put the things in his hands on the table, opened the oil paper bag, took out the sauced pork belly inside and ate a piece: "Steward Qiu, would you like some?"
"Thank you. I never eat this kind of food. It's extremely unhygienic." Butler Qiu frowned in disgust: "Also, I suggest that you don't give this kind of food to Madam at the dining table."
Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all, but ate with gusto: "Steward Qiu, is your lord your wife the first-grade imperial concubine of the Qing Dynasty?"
Butler Qiu was startled.
What does it mean?
"This is so out of this world." Meng Shaoyuan smiled and poured a cup of tea: "Even if she is really Mrs. Yipin Gaoming, she has to eat what she should eat and have diarrhea when she should. I don't believe she eats it. From the whole grains, can what comes out of it be jade tree wine?"
Butler Qiu was stunned.
Of course he knew that Meng Shaoyuan was rude, but he never expected that he would be so rude.
"Both of them were raised by their biological father. No one is more noble than the other. The cart puller can eat it, and the shoe shiner can eat it. Why can't you and your wife eat it?" Meng Shaoyuan grabbed another piece of pig with his bare hands. His ears were stuffed into his mouth: "You, you are used to living a good life, and you think of yourself as a superior person, but this is the only thing that we, the inferior people, are greedy for."
Butler Qiu was furious again. Every time he talked to Meng Shaoyuan, he would be extremely angry.
But before he could think of how to retort, he heard a voice at the door saying: "This is not the best thing for a superior person, not to mention that we are far from being a superior person."
Mrs. Rose Cai Xuefei!
"Madam." Butler Qiu hurriedly bent down.
Cai Xuefei didn't look at him, and sat down next to Meng Shaoyuan. Following Meng Shaoyuan's example, she also took a pig ear with her bare hands, put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly: "I haven't eaten this for a long time."
Butler Qiu was completely dumbfounded.
Madam, she, she actually ate pig ears with her hands?
OMG.
How can this happen?
As expected, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.
Cai Xuefei didn't care at all: "I remember when I was a child, maybe only seven or eight years old. Once, my uncle took me to the street and saw a small vendor carrying a pole selling braised vegetables. My uncle secretly bought it for me to eat. He also specifically told me not to tell my parents when I got home. I still remember it, it was the most delicious thing I have ever eaten."
"Yes, yes." Meng Shaoyuan nodded repeatedly: "The food eaten secretly is very delicious. When I was a child, my father bought a large basket of oranges. He was afraid that I would eat them secretly, so he hung them on the roof. As a result, I moved two The stools were stacked on top of each other, and the bottom of the basket was broken. I ate one after another, and I didn’t know how much I ate. As a result, I woke up the next day with a mouth full of anger.”
Cai Xuefei smiled and asked, "Did your dad beat you?"
"I was beaten, why wasn't I beaten?" Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "As soon as I got home, they slapped me hard on my butt. My mouth hurts when I sleep at night, and my butt hurts even more."
Cai Xuefei burst out laughing.
Butler Qiu was really speechless.
In front of my wife, I actually said "butt" son, vulgar, too vulgar.
But the lady seemed to be willing to listen.
"This is the first time I hear you talk about your childhood."
Cai Xuefei seemed to be unsatisfied.
Meng Shaoyuan quickly changed the subject: "Madam, what did I ask you to do before?"
"Don't worry, we've done everything for you." Cai Xuefei also stopped smiling: "At two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, reporters from at least a dozen newspapers will arrive at the Grand Guangming Cinema on time."
"Are they all willing?"
"Some are willing, some are hesitant, but I gave them a large amount of money. When the matter is settled, they can take the money and leave Shanghai far away."
Meng Shaoyuan sighed softly: "Madam, I owe you too much. I know you don't care about this money, nor do you care."
"Who said that? I care." Unexpectedly, Cai Xuefei actually said: "That's a lot of money. Who doesn't care about money?"
ah?
Embarrassed, embarrassed.
Cai Xuefei laughed again: "I just like to see your embarrassed expression. I used to hear people say that you, Master Meng, are a scoundrel. Now it seems true. You are trying every possible means to default on your debt."
Damn it, who is it, who is making trouble about himself in front of Mrs. Qiangwei!
