What about Sun Dasheng who caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace?
Didn't he escape from Tathagata Buddha's Five Fingers Mountain?
So... Ning Weimin was still drenched by the rain.
And to be honest, this kid is overestimating his ability to race against this pouring rain. He might as well not run.
Don’t forget what the streets of Beijing are like these days.
The lights are dim, the ground is uneven, and many small alleys are still yellow soil.
Coupled with the strong rain and strong wind, I was anxious...
No, if he wasn't careful, Ning Weimin staggered and fell onto the curb.
He was wearing a suit and leather shoes with all four paws pointing up in the air. This was called an eyesore, and his ankle was sprained.
Therefore, the distance from Dongdan back to Chongwenmen Hotel is less than one kilometer.
However, Ning Weimin completed a huge change in his image.
When he got off the bus, he was still a handsome white-collar worker from a foreign company.
But when he entered the lobby of Chongwenmen Hotel, he had turned into a drowned rat with a lame leg.
Even climbing up three floors and returning to my room felt difficult.
At this time, there were only three things that made him deeply relieved.
First, it was already past nine o'clock, almost ten o'clock, and the weather was stormy and stormy again.
Not to mention that there were not many people on the streets of Beijing, there were also no customers in the lobby of Chongwenmen Hotel.
Except for the two acquaintances at the front desk who worked the night shift, no one else saw him with such unfortunate behavior, so he was not too embarrassed.
Second, we have finally arrived, and today's unlucky night is finally over.
He can immediately take a relaxing hot bath in the bathtub, then drink a glass of whiskey, and lie down in bed comfortably to sleep.
In American terms, tomorrow will be a new beginning and everything will be fine.
Third, he unexpectedly learned the news that "Thatcher fell down" at tonight's party.
Everyone at the gathering was saying that today the representatives of the Republic of China and the British side will launch specific consultations on the issue of the return of Hong Kong City.
The confrontation between the "Iron Lady" and the "Great Man" was not only a complete defeat.
I was even shocked by the words of the "great man": "We are poor, but we are not afraid of death when fighting a war."
As a result, when walking down the steps of the Great Hall of the People, the concerned current British Prime Minister tripped on his high heels and fell down in front of the whole world.
Although the staff on the left and right reacted very quickly and quickly helped Thatcher up.
But that day's "News Network" still clearly broadcast the "Iron Lady"'s embarrassed appearance.
It is said that the way this British lady fell down was simply amazing.
First he kneels down, and then stretches his hands forward, which makes people unconsciously think of our traditional kneeling ceremony.
It was as if she, in front of the whole world, knelt down with great piety towards Tiananmen, the symbol of the power of the Republic.
Come to think of it, even the British Prime Minister will inevitably have to "fight" with the ground in the capital on this day.
What does it mean?
It means that today is a "nothing to do".
Come on, he is a small comprador from a foreign company. No matter his status or the degree of embarrassment, he can't compare with this famous figure in British politics who came on an aircraft carrier and has always been known for his iron fist.
So what else can he complain about?
If you fall, just fall.
That’s how people are, isn’t it?
No matter how miserable things happen to you, as long as you know that there is someone stronger than yourself who has suffered worse than you, it won't be so uncomfortable.
From this point of view, it’s thanks to this British lady’s well-chosen name.
Let him vent his anger, whatever anger he had, let it out on this old woman...
I have to say that Ning Weimin really understood the essence of Ah Q’s spirit.
Unfortunately, he still imagined his situation too optimistically.
This difficult night will not go away so easily.
In fact, when he finally climbed the stairs and returned to his room, he was filling the bath water.
When he had just taken out the clothes he wanted to change and was wiping his head with a towel.
It was as if he had seen a ghost. Suddenly, the phone in his room rang again.
When he picked up the phone, it turned out to be a call from the front desk in the lobby downstairs. The waiter told him that there was a girl he was looking for.
What was even more bizarre was that when he asked to hand over the front desk phone to the person who was looking for him, a funny crying sound came from the receiver.
"Ning...Brother Ning...it's me..."
"Hey, little song?"
Ning Weimin never expected, "You're looking for me? It's almost ten o'clock?"
"Yes...I know it's a bit late. I'm sorry...I...something happened at home..."
"Something happened to your family? Why is it so urgent?"
"Brother Ning...can you come down here?"
"This...can't you say it on the phone?"
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, you... don't be angry... I know I've caused you trouble. But I... really don't know who to go to..."
Fainted! Listening to Qu Xiao's repeated apology on the phone, unable to conceal his grievance, Ning Weimin knew that Qu Xiao had misunderstood.
Of course, this simple girl would not know that he had just come back from outside and was now cold, wet, and his feet were sprained.
I'm afraid he thinks he thinks she's troublesome and doesn't want to see her.
"Ah! No, no, don't misunderstand me. Xiaoqu, what image do I have in your mind? Don't worry, wait for me..."
I hung up the phone without even taking off my wet shirt and pants.
Ning Weimin just put on his slippers and limped hard, walked out of the room and went downstairs.
No idea, he wanted Qu Xiao to go upstairs, but things were different these days after all.
Not to mention that the hotel has a strict rule: after 9:30 p.m., hotel guests are not allowed to see outsiders.
Even if it's so late, having a big girl upstairs will cause rumors.
It doesn't matter to him that he can't do it, but Quxiao will definitely not be able to stand it.
Then we can only reluctantly go down there by ourselves.
At the same time, he also had an indescribable bad feeling in his heart, thinking that Qu Xiao must be in big trouble.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to him at this point.
He was afraid that this girl would become cowardly again with her random thoughts, so she wouldn't scare him away by herself.
Of course, we have to seize the moment as much as possible, and we can't suffer these two sins in vain.
As expected, he finally turned downstairs with a grin on his face, holding on to the stairs as if he was half disabled.
As soon as Ning Weimin arrived at the lobby, he was startled by Qu Xiao, who was guarding the door and standing waiting for him.
The little girl looked so miserable.
Her hair was disheveled, her whole body was soaked, and there was water dripping from under her dress. She was trembling and sobbing with her arms folded.
Not only was his face pale, his eyes were as red as peaches, and his expression of despair was even more heartbreaking.
"Ouch, what's going on! Xiaoqu, why didn't you hold an umbrella? What on earth happened!"
After seeing Ning Weimin, Qu Xiao finally found someone to rely on.
When she opened her mouth, no words came out, but her sobbing suddenly turned into crying.
From being afraid to lower his voice with a low voice, to completely venting all his melancholy and anguish through tears.
This scene made people cry so hard that their hearts ached.
Not to mention the two waiters in the front hall were dumbfounded.
Ning Weimin suddenly felt that his head had grown five times in size.
"No, no, if there's something you can't think of, tell me! Don't scare me!"
Qu Xiao still didn't answer at all.
Ning Weimin finally made up his mind and said to Qu Xiao.
"Come on, follow me upstairs. Wipe your hair first. Let's talk slowly. Don't catch a cold..."