"Mr. Lu, what a coincidence?" Mr. Dong was a little surprised when he saw Lu Ming, and then laughed.
"What a coincidence. If I guessed correctly, is this Mrs. Dong?" Lu Ming looked at the young woman behind Mr. Dong and asked with a smile.
"Yes, this is my wife, her name is An Yi, and she just came from my hometown." Mr. Dong said with a smile.
"Hello, Mrs. Dong, my name is Lu Ming, and I am Mr. Dong's neighbor and friend." Lu Ming smiled and said politely to the woman.
"An Yi, safe An, Ruyi Yi." The woman took the initiative to extend her hand to Lu Ming.
"It's an honor to meet you. Mr. Dong has been looking forward to your coming. Now, Mr. Dong has someone to take care of him. He doesn't have to stay up late every day cooking noodles."
Lu Ming gently shook hands with An Yi and felt that her hands were a little rough and her index finger was calloused.
He understood in his heart.
This is a female soldier. Her originally white and tender hands were roughened by heavy guns. She often pulled the trigger, so her index finger developed a callus.
Lu Ming's expression didn't change at all, which was what he expected.
Since Mr. Dong is a Communist, his wife is probably of the same type. It is just confirmed now.
"Mr. Dong, since we met unexpectedly, it means we are destined, so I will treat you and your wife to a meal, as a way to welcome Mrs. Dong." Lu Ming said clearly.
"This... it's not necessary, let's wait for another day." Mr. Dong was a little confused.
"It won't be the reception banquet another day. Of course it's the first day to receive the wind. You guys send your things up first and then come down. I'll wait here, okay?" Lu Ming said cheerfully.
Mr. Dong looked at An Yi and saw that she had no objection, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll send the things up first, and then let her wash her face, and then we'll come down."
Lu Ming watched the couple go up, and then called Mingzhu from the manager's phone number and asked her to come over and have dinner together. The restaurant was naturally set at Chinachem.
Although Badawan Restaurant is nearby, Lu Ming feels that the reception should be more serious. Besides Badawan, his favorite restaurant is Chinachem, especially Chinachem's Chinese restaurant, which can be said to be the best in Shanghai.
Of course, Chinachem's Western restaurants are also very good, probably the best in all of China, but for Lu Ming, who is used to American Western food, the taste is a bit lacking.
Those foreign reporters who like to eat Western food in Chinachem have no choice. Only in Chinachem can they eat decent Western food, and the Western food in other restaurants tastes even worse.
When it comes to Russian flavor, only Moscow restaurant is the best in Shanghai, not even Chinachem.
After a while, Mr. Dong and Mrs. Dong came down after changing their clothes.
It can be seen that Mrs. Dong has not only washed herself, but also rearranged her hair. She looks like a completely different person from the travel-stained appearance just now.
Lu Ming didn't say anything else and drove the two of them directly to the Chinachem Hotel. When he parked the car and came down, he saw Yuan Mingzhu already waiting for them at the revolving door.
Lu Ming went over to introduce An Yi: "Mrs. Dong, this is my fiancée Yuan Mingzhu. Mingzhu, this is Mrs. Dong who just arrived in Shanghai today."
An Yi smiled and said: "Miss Mingzhu is so beautiful, like a flower. Mr. Lu is so lucky."
Yuan Mingzhu smiled and said: "Mrs. Dong is also very beautiful, isn't she Lu Ming?"
Lu Ming smiled and nodded, inviting everyone into the hotel.
Mrs. Dong is not stunningly beautiful, but she is very temperamental. There is an aura of a heroine flowing in her eyebrows.
Yuan Mingzhu took An Yi's hand and walked inside, followed by Lu Ming and Mr. Dong.
"Mr. Lu, isn't it too expensive to eat here? We should choose an ordinary restaurant." Mr. Dong said uneasily.
"It's good to enjoy the luxurious life of the bourgeoisie once in a while. It's expensive, but you have to know yourself and your enemy." Lu Ming joked.
Mr. Dong also laughed, Lu Ming was alluding to his proletarian status.
"Actually, there is nothing wrong with enjoying life. No matter what class or stratum, the predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade. We are also enjoying the remaining shade of the predecessors." Lu Ming added.
Mr. Dong does not object to this view. What is the purpose of the revolution? Isn’t it to make all Chinese people live a good life?
A wonderful world, a brand-new China, is when everyone has enough to eat, everyone has new clothes, every household has food surplus, and every family has laughter.
The revolution of the Kuomintang and the Kuomintang is for the interests of a small number of capitalists and landlords, while the revolution of the Communist Party is for the interests of all the working people. This is the biggest difference between the revolutions of the two parties.
The four of them arrived at the Chinese restaurant. The waiter here had known Lu Ming for a long time. He first brought over a pot of Longjing tea and then asked Lu Ming to order.
"Lu Ming, just eat enough, don't waste it." Mr. Dong said hurriedly, for fear that he would order a whole table of dishes.
"Let him order it. He's spending money anyway, so we can just enjoy the food." Yuan Mingzhu said with the vigor of trying to kill Lu Ming.
"Don't Mr. Lu often bring you here to eat?" An Yi asked with a smile.
"How can there be anything regular about him? I only see him a limited number of times every month." Yuan Mingzhu complained.
"Why? When an unmarried couple falls in love, shouldn't they stay together all day? Doesn't it mean that Shanghai has a different concept than us outsiders?" An Yi was a little confused.
"I'm a busy person, and my career is the most important thing. If it wasn't for me to accompany you, you probably wouldn't have asked me to come out. Am I right?" Yuan Mingzhu pouted and said with a smile.
"Why do you want me to accompany you? I have an account here. You can just come over and eat at any time. Anyway, the hotel waiter knows you and you don't need to pay the bill." Lu Ming said with a proud smile.
"That won't work. It doesn't matter if I come alone. It won't be fun to eat without you." Yuan Mingzhu said angrily.
An Yi couldn't help but be speechless as she listened to the conversation between the unmarried couple, not knowing what to say.
Mr. Dong winked at An Yi, frowned and smiled bitterly. Of course he knew that Yuan Mingzhu's temper was actually coquettish and not really angry.
However, Lu Ming does not like other men who like to stay together with his fiancée every day, even when he was not very busy before, he was so unfocused.
Weekly regular small group gatherings allowed Lu Ming and Yuan Mingzhu to talk together. He thought it was enough. It would be better for the two of them to not stick together every day, as that would get boring.
Didn't Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu get tired of being together every day, but it turned out to be a tragedy in the end.
What does this mean? It means that loving men and women who are tired of being together may not necessarily lead to happiness. This is a painful historical lesson.
After a while, dishes began to arrive on the table one after another, including not only Chinese food, but also lobster, abalone, oysters and other Western dishes. Some were ordered by Lu Ming, and some were ordered by Yuan Mingzhu out of anger.
Just order whatever is expensive, this is Yuan Mingzhu’s style.
Lu Ming specially ordered old wine from his hometown of Huzhou, and Mr. Dong also made an exception and drank a few drinks. Today was a special situation, and it would be unreasonable not to drink.
Mrs. Dong didn't have much scruples. She clinked glasses with Yuan Mingzhu and drank happily together.
Yuan Mingzhu and Mrs. Dong chatted about home affairs while drinking, from hometown customs to family members to work.
Mrs. Dong said that she studied accounting and worked in a business firm in her hometown. Because she had to take care of Mr. Dong, she quit her job and came to Shanghai. However, it would be difficult to find an accounting job in Shanghai.
Mrs. Dong said, what kind of place is Shanghai? There is definitely no shortage of talents of all kinds, especially finance and accounting.
Yuan Mingzhu perked up when she heard this and said with a smile: "It's not easy to find a job. Just look for him. Let alone an accountant. Even if you want to be a movie star, he can find a way for you."
Lu Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head. How could he praise his fiancé so much? It was as if he was the Great Sage who descended to earth and could do anything.
"Mrs. Dong, settle down and rest for a few days first, and then let Mr. Dong accompany you to take a good tour of Shanghai. Don't be in a hurry to find a job. You have plenty of time. I'll take care of this." Having said this, Lu Ming had to express his position.
Yuan Mingzhu is not bragging when she says he can make people become movie stars. There are several film studios in Shanghai invested by Sheng, so it is not difficult to become an actor if you are suitable.
"I'm so sorry. When we get to Shanghai, we may really have to trouble Mr. Lu a lot in the future." Mrs. Dong apologized.
"No trouble, Mr. Dong and I have been friends for a long time." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Mr. Lu is a great talent. He graduated from Harvard University in the United States. We should learn more from him in the future." Mr. Dong introduced to Mrs. Dong.
"Let me tell you, how else would you find such a beautiful fiancée, such a talented man and a beautiful woman!" Mrs. Dong was also a cheerful person, and she concluded with a sense of heroism in her words.