Unexpectedly, Lin Sirer would now become an unfortunate single woman.
Hua Nianping looked confused, and suddenly remembered President Jiao's instructions when he said goodbye to him at the elevator entrance.
Instinctively, he quickly looked forward and back for a while, as if he was afraid of being caught by an acquaintance passing by, and suddenly noticed that he and Lin Sirer had unexpectedly met here.
The haze in the afternoon has dispersed much better than in the morning, and the vision has become clearer.
More than ten meters away, Hua Nianping only saw a very thin man standing over the newspaper column, with his back to them and his pointed face facing the glass case, as if he was concentrating on reading the newspaper.
This man was wearing tight jeans and a light gray casual thin coat. Usually, only southerners would wear such clothing in winter. Hua Nianping had obviously never seen him before.
There was no one else nearby, and Hua Nianping turned back with relief.
Lin Sirer could see clearly.
Because of Hua Nianping's sudden conditioned reflex and his excessive vigilance, she couldn't help but feel an unspeakable sadness in her heart.
Hua Nianping wanted to ask Lin Sirer why their husband and wife were suddenly at odds, but he swallowed the words and only responded in a low voice: "Oh, you are already separated, how could this be like this!"
The two looked at each other sadly for a while, and Lin Sirer asked: "How are you doing? I heard that she doesn't come back often. Come to our house for dinner at noon."
Hua Nianping knew that the "she" Lin Sirer was referring to was Wu Ningfang, so he immediately said: "I have something to do today, so I will go see you and the principal mentor later."
He didn't want to reveal the news that he was being sent out of Beijing at this time to Lin Sirer, who met unexpectedly.
Lin Sirer did not force Hua Nianping. She knew that when the two suddenly met, they both needed to sort out their sad moods.
Before getting in the car, she handed Hua Nianping her business card. She wanted to shake hands with him and say "goodbye". But seeing Hua Nianping's timid and dejected look, she couldn't bear to let him catch her again.
I felt sad because I had not touched my hand for more than ten years, so I had to say goodbye to Hua Nianping and said, "I'm leaving first!"
Hua Nianping nodded numbly to Lin Sirer and watched her drive away in a daze. He didn't move home until her car turned into a bunch of buildings far away.
He didn't notice that dozens of meters away, the little monkey-faced man who had been reading a newspaper just now quickly turned around and left, boarding a car that had already been parked outside the entrance of the college.
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Hua Nianping lives in an ordinary teachers' building. Although the area is less than fifty square meters, it still has two bedrooms and one living room.
Before he entered the door, he heard the phone ringing. He thought it was his wife Wu Ningfang calling back. After answering, he found out it was Director Zhu whom he had just met in the morning.
Director Zhu urged Hua Nianping when he would leave and told him that he no longer had to report to the local provincial department and could go directly to the Enyuan Group in Huaishang to take up his post.
Later, Director Zhu informed that he had contacted the Huaishang listed agency and the local direct management department of Enyuan Group, and that it would be led by a provincial supervisor named Zhang Guizhi on Friday - the day after tomorrow.
——Before ten o'clock in the morning, Enyuan Group, which went to Huaihua to list in person, announced the appointment of Hua Nianping.
In other words, Hua Nianping must arrive at Huaishang Market by this Thursday at the latest.
Because Hua Nianping did not have a contact number with him, Director Zhu asked him to write down the mobile phone number of a work secretary next to Zhang Guizhi.
Hua Nianping found out from the Internet that there are no flights from Beijing to Huaishang, and there is only one passing train from the West Railway Station.
Not far from the teachers' dormitory building of the School of Economics at Peking University, there was a train ticket office, and Hua Nianping hurriedly went there to buy tickets.
In about twenty days, it will be the Spring Festival travel season, and the queue of students to buy tickets stretched dozens of meters long, all the way into the green belt on the side of the road.
After queuing for nearly an hour, I finally got to the ticket window, but the conductor said that there were no tickets available within three days of going to Huaishang. Seeing that Hua Nianping was really nervous and dumbfounded, the conductor kindly reminded him to go to the West Railway Station.
Hua Nianping didn't understand very well and asked: "Are there tickets at the West Railway Station?"
The conductor replied: "You will know when you go."
Hua Nianping was unwilling to give up the opportunity he had been waiting for for an hour, and said persistently: "Since there are tickets at the station, you should be able to buy tickets here."
The conductor was a little impatient, rolled his eyes at Hua Nianping and said, "I just can't buy it here. Are you willing to go?"
Then he called Hua Nianping to the ticket window and called for the next person behind him.
Hua Nianping was unable to get in touch with the provincial office in Huaishang City in the capital. His only hope was to take a taxi to the West Railway Station immediately and follow the conductor's instructions to buy tickets there.
It was the traffic jam at noon, and the taxis stopped and stopped.
Hua Nianping stared at the taxi meter in the car and was so nervous that he was sweating because as the numbers on the meter jumped ruthlessly, his wallet could only spit out bills one by one.
Hua Nianping has never thought of buying a car by himself.
In his opinion, there are too many cars in the capital. Those who have bought private cars should not be proud, because the current situation of the country should not be that everyone can have a car; the population is so large and the roads are so narrow.
, where the car goes and where it stops.
Finally arriving at the West Railway Station, before Hua Nianping got off the train and walked to the ticket office, several people came up to him and whispered to him, "Do you want a ticket?"
Hua Nianping finally understood what the conductor had just said, and followed a "scalper" with a Northeastern accent to a small courtyard, where he saw a white Italian "Maserati" car parked at the door.
Entering the courtyard, I found a woman wearing sunglasses standing there. She was wearing a pair of knee-high leather boots, and her beige coat looked very expensive at first glance.
The "scalper" said that this girl also bought a ticket to go to Huaishang at six o'clock in the morning on Thursday, the day after tomorrow.
The "scalper" asked two people for a price: 500 yuan for a soft sleeper, 300 yuan for a regular sleeper, and 100 yuan for a regular seat.
Hua Nianping initially wanted a common bed and was willing to pay an extra hundred, but the "scalper" refused.
After some haggling, the "scalper" showed his kindness and said that since Hua Nianping's legs and feet were inconvenient and it was difficult for him to go out, he was willing to increase the price by 50 yuan for a general-seat ticket.
At the end of 2009, there was no real-name system for taking trains at Beijing’s West Railway Station.
Hua Nianping thought that the reason why they were called "scalpers" was because they were doing scalping, so he had no choice but to agree to the price and bought the general-seat ticket.
The girl acted decisively and bought a soft sleeper lower berth at the "scalper's" price. When Hua Nianping and her took the tickets and went out together, they saw that the "Maserati" turned out to be the girl's horse.
The girl drove forward for more than ten meters, suddenly opened the car window, turned around and greeted Hua Nianping, "Where are you going, sir? If it's by the way, I can give you a ride."
Although Hua Nianping heard from the voice that the girl was not from the capital, and concluded that this was not a black taxi to rip off customers, and obviously took him with good intentions, he still waved to the girl, said "thank you" sincerely, and went straight
Walk towards the subway entrance.
The girl in the car shook her head at Hua Nianping's lame back, thinking to herself, this guy's arrogance is unreasonable, he is clearly a person with high self-esteem and low self-esteem.