The meal lasted until about three o'clock in the afternoon. Someone suggested that we go to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum to pay homage to the Founding Father, and walk around Nanjing City on the way. We would come back in the evening to continue drinking, and then watch the night view of the Qinhuai River.
Everyone agreed, so we went downstairs and took the car to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.
This mighty motorcade was driving through the city of Nanjing, frightening the police to disperse the pedestrians and clear the streets.
The group presented flower baskets to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and after paying homage to the Founding Father, they went to the Confucius Temple to play, and then went boating on Xuanwu Lake, during which they also tasted various famous snacks in Nanjing.
In the evening, everyone returned to the Qinhuai Restaurant, set up the banquet again, and then drank while watching the night view of the Qinhuai River from the window.
The night is getting darker, and boats and boats are swimming on the Qinhuai River, which is like a strip of water. There are lanterns hanging on the bows of each boat. The Qinhuai River looks like a fairyland under the light of the lights.
The oars rowed one after another, crushing the calm river surface, and then the river surface returned to its original state, and the squeaking sound of the oars was like singing an ancient folk song.
The deep night sky is vast, and the moonlight falls on the Qinhuai River and the entire city of Nanjing, turning the rows of residential houses in the south of the Yangtze River into a fairyland in the sky.
Whispering singing, chatting and laughter could be heard from the boats. Not only did it not destroy the tranquility, it actually added a mysterious connotation to the tranquility.
Lu Ming suddenly thought of a poem: Dare not speak loudly for fear of frightening the heavens.
He was sticking his head out of the open window to enjoy the scenery when he suddenly saw a person below waving to him: "President, here, come down."
The girl under the moonlight showed a rare enchantment. In addition, she had just put on the most fashionable clothes, and she was as beautiful as a fairy.
Lu Ming felt that he had almost finished eating and drinking, so he bowed his hands to everyone present and ran downstairs with a smile.
He Zhonghan and Kang Ze both laughed. Others hurriedly asked what was going on, and they all laughed when they found out.
"Director Lu is indeed a romantic seed. No wonder he has the ability to attract girls." Gui Yongqing said with a smile.
"Chief Lu and his secretary are the most well-matched couple." Someone laughed.
"Brother Kang, I heard that that girl turned out to be your secretary, how could you let her go?"
"I don't have that leisure time. To be honest, every day's work drains all my energy. Unlike Director Lu, being young is good." Kang Ze said with emotion.
"You say it as if you are seventy or eighty years old." Deng Wenyi said with a smile.
"Don't laugh at me. I'm really going to be tortured by the Communist Party and become a little old man. I'm getting old before I get old. If you don't believe me, just take a look." Kangze said, picking up the skin on his cheeks. It was indeed loose.
many.
At this time, he never imagined that one day he would become a prisoner of the Communist Party and be imprisoned for many years. Finally, he would be transformed into a member of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference of the Republic and gain a new life.
Lu Ming ran downstairs, and Liu Qiwen also happened to run over. The two of them ran closer, but they were a little at a loss.
"Are you here to row a boat?" Lu Ming asked.
"Yes, I want to ask you to row with me. I don't dare to go alone." Liu Qiwen stuck out her tongue.
"Why are you alone, where is Secretary Liu?" Lu Ming looked around.
"She is watching celebrity pictures in the small shop over there. We two girls still don't dare to row a boat." Liu Qiwen shrank her neck and said.
"You can hire a boat, and there will be a dedicated person to row the boat." Lu Ming suggested.
"That's so boring. We just want to row the boat by ourselves. Why don't you row with us?" Liu Qiwen said coquettishly.
"Uh, okay." Lu Ming knew that it seemed that his reputation as a playboy was firmly established in Nanjing.
Seeing that Lu Ming had agreed, Liu Qiwen quickly ran over and called Liu Cuicui, and the three of them came to the river together.
The three of them hired a boat. Lu Ming jumped on the boat first, and the two girls got on the boat shivering hand in hand.
After they sat firmly, Lu Ming slowly paddled the oars, and the boat slowly sailed to the middle of the river.
They swam among the boats and boats, like fish in the water.
Listening to the misty singing and music coming from not far away, as well as the soft and waxy voices unique to Jiangnan women, Liu Qiwen and Liu Cuicui felt intoxicated.
"It feels like I'm in a fairyland. It feels like it's worth dying immediately." Liu Qiwen closed her eyes with a dreamy expression on her face.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are not allowed to talk about life and death on the water." Liu Cuicui hit her lightly.
Lu Ming was also in a state of intoxication, partly because of the night view of the Qinhuai River and partly because he drank too much wine, and did not pay attention to Liu Qiwen's state at this time.
In Liu Qiwen's intoxicated expression, happiness and pain are intertwined, and sobriety and intoxication are mixed together. There is reluctance to let go of reality and unwillingness to the future.
Unknowingly, Liu Qiwen shed tears, and her cheeks shone with youthful brightness and touching sadness in the light and shadow.
Liu Cuicui was stunned. Liu Qiwen in front of her was so beautiful. She quickly touched Lu Ming quietly and tried her best to nuzzle at him.
Only then did Lu Ming realize that Liu Qiwen's expression was mysterious and complicated, with a heart-wrenching magnanimity and anxiety.
Lu Ming didn't want to ask Liu Qiwen anything unless she was willing to tell her. He also believed that she would reveal her inner secrets at the appropriate time.
The night was noisy until early in the morning. It was already dawn when Lu Ming returned to the hotel where he was staying. He took off his clothes, took a shower, and then fell asleep on the bed.
Lu Ming only woke up after sleeping for more than two hours. He didn't have the habit of sleeping in. No matter how late he slept, he could always get up on time in the morning. If he slept too late, he simply wouldn't be able to sleep.
He took another cold shower and felt that his energy was restored immediately.
He didn't have any plans today. If there were no special circumstances in the morning, he planned to return to Shanghai after lunch.
Near noon, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
Lu Ming opened the door and found a middle-aged man in a suit standing at the door. He claimed to be Dean Wang's secretary and said that Dean Wang invited him to his home for a casual meal in the evening and asked him to come.
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment. He had no reason to refuse, so he nodded and said he would definitely go.
The man told Lu Ming that someone would drive to pick him up at five o'clock and asked him to wait in the room.
The man left after saying this, but Lu Ming felt miserable in his heart. The person he least wanted to see in Nanjing was Dean Wang.
Lu Ming was worried that he was too young and too emotional, and would be dragged into the abyss by Mr. Wang inadvertently.
However, he knew that he had no ability to refuse. In any case, Mr. Wang is now the Executive Dean of the Republic of China government and a leader with high prestige.
The last time he came to Nanjing, he took the opportunity to escape, but it seems he can't escape this time.
He had a simple lunch in the hotel restaurant and didn't go to meet anyone. He estimated that everyone who had no official duties today was catching up on sleep, and he might have just gotten up now.
After dinner, he went out to buy more than a dozen newspapers and magazines, and then returned to the house to read newspapers and magazines. This was also a habit he had developed, browsing the latest newspapers and magazines on the market.
Lu Ming believes that this is the best way for a person to maintain a keen sense of society.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, a car stopped downstairs on time. The driver came up and knocked on his door, saying that Dean Wang had asked him to pick Lu Ming up to the dean's home.
Without saying a word, Lu Ming put on his coat and followed him downstairs.
The car drove to Mr. Wang's residence on Yuyuan Road in Nanjing, drove directly in, and parked in front of a very impressive building.
After Lu Ming got out of the car, a person who looked like an attendant came over and asked him if he was Mr. Lu. Lu Ming nodded, and the attendant led Lu Ming into the building.
After entering a corridor, Lu Ming and his attendants entered a very unique room and saw Dean Wang making a phone call. When he came in, Dean Wang nodded and pointed to the phone, meaning to ask him to wait.
Lu Ming nodded, turned sideways and looked at a landscape painting on the wall.
Dean Wang didn't speak, he just listened to what others were saying on the phone, and he kept responding hummingly.
Finally, he said: "You first draw up the document based on this idea and hand it to my office tomorrow morning." Then he hung up the phone.
"Sorry, Xiaolu, I was supposed to go out to pick you up, but I got a sudden call and had to answer it," Mr. Wang said with a kind smile.
"I don't dare to take it seriously. I am a junior and I don't dare to let my husband greet me." Lu Ming bowed quickly and said with a smile.
"Well, there are too few young people who know etiquette nowadays, and even fewer come from a big family like you." Dean Wang said, holding his arm and walking towards the suite inside.