Father Jiang and Mother Jiang, who have never even been to a guest house for most of their lives, today is an eye-opener.
"This is even more beautiful than the one in the movie!"
"Peace Hotel is the first five-star hotel in Pujiang. It must be more upscale than the one in the movie."
At this moment, Jiang Shan was also looking around.
Even he didn't expect that Director Xu arranged for him a one-bedroom and one-living room suite.
Finally, after entering the territory where there were no outsiders, the old couple took their two children and walked around in turns, opening each cupboard door next to each other.
Everything feels fresh!
But what attracts them the most is the bathroom.
Pa~
Jiang Ma patted her thigh: "If I had told you that you could take a bath here, I should have brought my clothes here."
"Yes," Jiang Shan also said, "How could I forget this? It's so convenient to take a bath here."
"Forget it, forget it," Jiang's father was playing with Xiaobai with the hair dryer: "What time is it already, why do you need to wash it?"
Soon, the family forgot about taking a bath.
They were all lying on the terrace fence outside the room, overlooking the Huangpu River not far away.
It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the lights on the Bund were still bright.
Boats of all sizes on the river are still plying back and forth.
If you had not returned to this era, you would not have believed that in 1979, there were already sightseeing boats carrying foreign guests on the Huangpu River.
"Third uncle, look," Jiang Xiaobai pointed to the river and jumped on his feet: "Big ship."
"It's really big," Jiang Shan praised as he accompanied the child: "Want to take a boat ride? Xiaobai."
"I think so!" Jiang Xiaobai smiled and nodded, eager to sit on it right away.
"I want to, too." Jiang Xiaoyu on the side seemed a little scared and kept holding her grandma's hand.
"Okay," Jiang Shan also wanted to take a cruise: "Uncle San will take you on the boat another day."
"Okay~"
"Okay!"
"Third brother," Father Jiang chuckled, "If it's convenient, I'd also like to go up and sit."
"Tsk," Jiang's mother immediately rolled her eyes at him: "You are so old, why are you still joining in the fun with your children? Don't make it difficult for the third child."
"Hey, that's all I'm saying," Jiang Xiangnan pointed to the river and said, "Not to mention how cold it is up there, you may not even go if you invite me!"
"Uncle Third, I don't want to be cold," Jiang Xiaoyu said quickly.
Jiang Xiaobai also raised his little hands high: "I'm not afraid of the cold either."
"Okay," Jiang Shan wanted to laugh more and more as he looked at it: "I'll take two people who are not afraid of the cold to take the boat!"
"Okay!"
"Let's take a big ship!"
A string of clear mucus flowed down Jiang Xiaobai's smiling face.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Jiang Xiaoyu quickly picked up the handkerchief pinned to Xiao Bai's chest and wiped it clean.
"You said you're not afraid of the cold, but your nose is freezing." The two old men quickly hugged the two little guys tightly: "Your third uncle is hosting you in a hotel today, are you happy?"
"happy!"
Since the eldest brother's divorce, Xiaoyu and Xiaobai have been taken care of by Father Jiang and Mother Jiang.
I have endured a lot of hardships, but fortunately this year I caught up with Lao Jiang's family during the Great Leap Forward period.
Otherwise, you may not know how many white hairs will be added!
The two suites side by side made everyone in the Jiang family extremely happy.
It wasn't until early in the morning that Father Jiang and Mother Jiang fell into a deep sleep.
After jumping on Simmons for a while, the two children also fell down.
Jiang Shan slept on one of the beds with Little Baozi.
He patted Jiang Xiaobai's small butt wrapped in cotton pants, smiled and fell asleep.
…
The next day, the sun rose three poles.
Except for Jiang Xiangnan, who ran to work early, the rest of the people stayed until it was close to check-out, and then reluctantly walked out of the Peace Hotel.
Sitting in the car sent by the newspaper, Jiang's mother felt that these sons were really worth having.
"This is my first time staying in a hotel, and my first time eating Western food," Jiang Ma said without avoiding Master Li who was driving. "My life has been worth it."
"Where are we now," Master Li is always good at talking: "Now that the policy is open, good times are yet to come!"
"I'm already old anyway," Jiang's mother is also very good at chatting: "I'll leave it to you young people to enjoy your happiness..."
By the time the car drove back to the agency, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.
"Alas?"
Looking at the two packages on the desk, Jiang Shan wondered: "Are they all mine?"
"They're all yours," Ding Lingling nodded: "One at home and one abroad."
"okay,"
Jiang Shan opened it immediately: "I like the feeling of unpacking the package the most, especially when I don't have to spend any money."
"Who doesn't like it?" Ding Lingling rolled her eyes at the leader: "It's a pity that no one gave it to me!"
"Don't worry, your good days are not far away."
"I believe what you say," Ding Lingling smiled.
Now she is increasingly glad that she decisively applied to be transferred to the Advertising Department.
The advertising department now has the highest bonus in the entire newspaper.
Not only that, I also learned a lot of new things from Jiang Shan this year.
This knowledge cannot be learned by spending money outside.
Nowadays, just this advertisement font for her and Jiang Zhuangzhuang is enough for them to be proud of.
At this time, Jiang Shan had already opened one of the packages.
A dark red leather square box appeared in Jiangshan's field of vision.
Dunhill's gilded English logo is printed on the lower right corner of the rectangular box.
As soon as he saw this, Jiang Shan already understood.
The Dunhill pipe that I had been looking for was finally bought by Yu Sigui.
Jiang Shan picked up the box and touched it. It was quite textured.
Turning over, he opened it and took out a long English instruction manual. A purple-red silk bag came into view.
He carefully took out the pipe and looked at it. A very beautiful British style pipe fell into his hand.
After looking through it for a few times, Jiangshan packed it back in the original packaging.
He could talk a few words about cigars, but he really didn't understand pipes.
However, Jiangshan knows that Dunhill is still highly ranked in the pipe smoking industry.
After cleaning up the pile, Jiang Shan opened another package.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but once you look at it, it's really a good thing.
"Hello Reporter Jiang, my name is Yu Minhong, and I am currently attending an English class in Jiangyin.
This book contains 300 English phrases that I copied. Our teacher said to me... thinking that your sister is also a repeater of the college entrance examination.
I just sent you a copy, hoping it can help her..."
"Xiao Jiang," Jiang Shan opened the English book in front of him: "Help me buy some stationery and books that high school students need, and send them to this name and address."
He pointed to the address on the package, and then said: "Buy two more cans of milk powder and send them together."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Jiang Zhuangzhuang responded and walked out.
When he was reviewing for the last college entrance examination, Yu Minhong tutored in English in an English training class run by the Jiangyin Municipal Education Bureau.
The English teacher in charge of their class sent a set of self-printed English review materials to the whole class.
He threatened that whoever could memorize these 300 phrases would be admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University.
Only two students in the class believed the teacher's words, and one of them was naturally Yu Minhong.
As a result, these two students were admitted to prestigious universities that year.
At this moment, Jiang Shan looked at the English book in his hand and couldn't help laughing: "Now Xiaochuan has something to do!"
…
Today's Yanjing is much cooler than the day before.
The first snow is flying all over the sky.
However, the counter in front of the Xinhua Bookstore selling the Four Treasures of the Study was much busier than before.
At this moment, another female salesperson hurried over.
"You're finally here," the salesperson who had been busy inside finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm already too busy."
"What's going on?" The female salesperson who just ran over asked strangely: "There are so many customers all at once."
On weekdays, this is the most leisurely place.
But in the past few days, there have been more and more customers.
"It's not because of this "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Copybook"," the salesperson at this counter said with an unhappy face:
"At first no one asked, and I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden everyone came to buy this book."
Nowadays, we are not in the era of selling more and getting more. The positions that had been idle suddenly became busy.
The salesperson really couldn't adapt to it for a while.
"I'm talking about this comrade,"
A male customer obviously couldn't wait any longer: "Why do you only focus on chatting and not receiving customers?"
"That's right," another female customer also helped: "You can't imitate Liu Xiaoqing in "Look at This Family", she is making movies."
"On the contrary, Liu Xiaoqing is not far behind in imitating them."
"That's right, Liu Xiaoqing's performance reflects their service attitude."
"Hey, hey, hey," the two female salespersons at the counter were not afraid at all: "Do you still want to buy books? If you want to buy, hurry up and line up."
Similar scenes are happening in bookstores in Tianjin and Tianjin in addition to local bookstores in Yanjing.
At this time, nearly a month has passed since the launch of "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Copybook".
At first, the people did not know that there was such a book in the bookstore that taught people how to write pen calligraphy well.
But everyone who knew about this copybook bought a copy.
Among them, most of them are staff from publishing houses and bookstores.
Gradually, more and more people know about this fountain pen copybook.
From time to time, I can see several customers in Xinhua Bookstore asking about "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Copybook".
In the past two days, there have been a lot of customers buying this copybook.
Many customers who went to the bookstore to buy other books saw the bustle here and came around curiously to inquire.
As a result, it was better not to inquire about it. Once I inquired about it, I also joined the group to buy "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Copybook".
For a time, any customer who entered the bookstore would buy a copy and take it home.
Among them, there are also many customers who buy three or four copybooks at once.
Upon seeing this situation, some bookstores that had only made token orders quickly called Yanjing Education Publishing House.
At this time, educational publishing houses are surrounded by all kinds of books about little people and fairy tales.
I never expected that "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Copybook", which had just been launched not long ago, was about to bottom out.
"How is this going?"
President Xiong asked as he walked: "I remember that this copybook was printed a lot. Why did it disappear after it was gone?"
"I don't know the specific reason,"
The staff responsible for shipping followed closely: "Especially today, the phone keeps ringing with requests for this book."
"oh?"
"And there were quite a lot of orders placed. In the afternoon, the order calls from Tianjin and Shijiazhuang also came, and they all wanted this "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Copybook"."
"Really?" President Xiong opened the office door and walked in:
"Originally, I agreed to publish this book in order to actively respond to the National Distribution Center's diversified and comprehensive policy. I didn't expect this book to be such a best-seller!"
"You didn't keep a copy?" the staff member asked, "I also bought a copy of this copybook and took it home. I finished practicing it in a few days."
"How's the effect?"
"It's really effective. I want to buy another book for my children!"
"That's right," President Xiong thought thoughtfully for a while, and then made a decisive decision: "If you wait and see for another day, if there are still more order calls coming in, we will release the second edition."
"Except for those well-known novels, I really haven't seen many second editions of books published so quickly."
"You have seen it now," President Xiong smiled and shook his head: "Now that I think about it, the leaders above have the foresight. We should really enrich the types of books."
Speaking of this, the smile on President Xiong's face suddenly faded.
Suddenly, another book came to mind, a book that she had seen many times in newspapers but had not been released on the market: "Study on Ancient Chinese Costumes".
Also having her idea is Pujiang Science and Technology Press.
This publishing house has always accurately predicted the market.
The perennially best-selling "Self-study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" was written by them.
Compared with the past, they now have one more tool for reference: "Oriental Metropolis Daily".
"How's it going?" President Ye from Pujiang Science and Technology Publishing House was asking about Shen Congwen's current situation: "How is Mr. Shen... doing now?"
"After asking many people," news came from Yanjing: "They all said that he has just been transferred to the Academy of Social Sciences as director."
"Seriously?" President Ye confirmed, "Is this news reliable?"
"Absolutely reliable! It is said that Professor Shen has been at work for several days."
"Okay, okay," President Ye shouted three times in a row: "Then I can contact him with confidence."
After putting down the phone, President Ye lowered his head and looked at several newspaper clippings on the table.
Yishui's news reports about Dunhuang.
[According to the records in "Research on Ancient Costumes" written by the famous scholar Professor Shen Congwen...]
[This statement also appeared in "Research on Ancient Costumes" written by the well-known historical expert Shen Congwen. 】
[From the Japanese currency issuance department, they visited Professor Shen Congwen specifically about ancient costumes.]
[According to the description in "Research on Ancient Costumes" (written by Shen Cong), the costume designer of the large-scale musical "Flowers on the Silk Road" made timely adjustments to the actors' costumes...]
"No wonder Oriental Metropolis Daily reported the news about Mr. Shen in such a large space," President Ye said with emotion: "It turns out that he has already landed."
President Ye could already foresee that many people were looking for traces of this "Research on Ancient Costumes".
Just when President Xiong and President Ye were preparing to submit a publishing invitation to Shen Congwen.
Shen Congwen, sitting in the office, was receiving two smiling lesbians.
"Hello Professor Shen, we are the editors of Business Press..."
