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Chapter 312 Crazy Capital

Author: Sitting at Jingting

Madam Song is a Chinese named Song Huaigui, the Chinese manager whom Mr. Pi relies on. Her husband is Wanman, a meritorious Bulgarian artist and a world-renowned wall hanging artist. The first foreign-related marriage in China was between them.

The reason why the misunderstanding between Lin Weimin and Xiaohei Yoko on the YSU campus had such a big impact was also because the couple had a misunderstanding in the 1950s. At that time, Song Huaigui was in love with Wanman, who was studying in China, and it caused a stir.

At the top, Mr. Zhou finally approved the couple's marriage.

When Song Huaigui heard Lin Weimin's name, he immediately became enthusiastic.

After chatting for a while, Song Huaigui asked to have a meal together. Lin Weimin smiled and said with a bit of alienation, "No, we can just sit here."

Song Huaigui was not unhappy at all when she was rejected outright. She and Liu Xiaoqing said hello and went to other places.

Continuing to eat, Tao Huimin listened with great interest to the man at the table next to him explaining everything about Maxim. It seemed that there was a story behind every plant and tree in the restaurant.

After hearing the end, even Lin Weimin admired this guy a little. If you don't think you're a writer, you're underestimating your talent!

After finishing the meal, Lin Weimin wiped his mouth, listened to the piano music quietly with Tao Huimin for a while, and then stood up to pay and leave.

Unexpectedly, Song Huaigui showed up again, "Teacher Lin's visit to our restaurant really makes our place shine. How about taking a photo together and leaving an autograph?"

Lin Weimin glanced at Song Huaigui and said, "No, we are here just to eat."

To be fair, Maxim's food tastes really good and the environment is just like this.

It's a bit inappropriate to say that he worships foreigners. After all, his boss is a foreigner, but he is really arrogant in his bones and makes people dislike him.

In this era when the country was just opening up, Chinese people have always been very tolerant of foreigners' secret manufacturing operations, and they don't think there is anything wrong with it.

Manager Song's operation is even more confusing.

It’s true that I’m a celebrity, but since I spent money to eat, I’m obligated to take photos with you, sign autographs, and promote your restaurant?

In the final analysis, she still regards herself as the superior and believes that everyone must cooperate with her.

Being rejected mercilessly twice in a row made Song Huaigui feel a little embarrassed despite his emotional intelligence.

I wanted to say a few polite words to lighten the atmosphere, but I didn't want Lin Weimin to leave her there, so he called the waiter to pay the bill, and Lin Weimin went to say hello to Liu Xiaoqing.

"Let's go." Lin Weimin said to Tao Huimin after he came back.

Tao Huimin stood up and observed secretly. A hint of anger flashed across Song Huaigui's face as he was left standing there, but he still managed to restrain himself.

After the two left, she tried to calm down and returned to Liu Xiaoqing's table.

Liu Xiaoqing smiled, "Did you touch your nose?"

"Is this Teacher Lin too crazy?" Song Huaigui finally couldn't control his emotions in front of an acquaintance.

"What's this? You don't even know how crazy this person was when he was on the Spring Festival Gala program team."

Song Huaigui was aroused by Liu Xiaoqing's words. He didn't care about being angry and asked: "How crazy are you?"

Liu Xiaoqing showed an expression typical of women gossiping, "Don't we have a program review team for the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Inspection team?"

"Yes, the censorship team will review every program. As long as there is a slight flaw, the program will be killed if it is criticized. No one can ask for help."

"Doesn't that mean he has the power of life and death?"

"Yes, the director's words are not as powerful as theirs." Liu Xiaoqing said with emotion.

"Then what?" Song Huaigui asked.

Liu Xiaoqing continued: "At that time, he produced two skits for the Spring Festival Gala program, one of which mentioned the issue of 'triangular debt'..."

"I know that one, "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren." Song Huaigui said.

"Yes, "Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren". After watching the show, the review team said no. Do you know what this person said at that time?"

When Liu Xiaoqing said this, the words "Ask me quickly" were written on his face.

Song Huaigui was tickled by her, and asked cooperatively: "What did he say?"

Liu Xiaoqing suddenly became serious and pretended to be imitated.

"Dear leaders, I just want to ask, does the problem of triangular debt exist? Can our program at the party talk about the problem, or do we just need to praise virtues?"

After learning these few sentences, Liu Xiaoqing's expression relaxed, "Did you know that the people in the review team are the brains of various ministries and commissions!"

Song Huaigui imagined the scene at that time, and the picture in his mind overlapped with the scene that just happened.

Finally, I came to a conclusion. According to Teacher Lin's temper, he seemed to have been very restrained just now.

"This person, this person is too crazy!" She said dryly.

Liu Xiaoqing said quietly: "He has crazy capital! Do you know that his novel was published in the United States and Nihong?"

Song Huaigui nodded, "I know, isn't it said that the royalties are millions of dollars?"

"In fact, it's not just the United States and Nihong, but also Hong Kong. I was in Hong Kong to promote "The Burning of the Old Summer Palace" and his novel was serialized in the "Sing Tao Evening News", which is one of the major newspapers in Hong Kong."

Song Huaigui sighed: "That's pretty awesome!"

"Do you think this is the end?" Liu Xiaoqing started to lie again.

Song Huaigui said angrily: "If you have something to say, can you finish it in one breath?"

Liu Xiaoqing then continued to ask with a smile: "Do you know Arthur Miller?"

"Arthur Miller? The "Death of a Salesman" performed by Renyi last year was his work, right? An American playwright?"

"That's right! He was the one who hosted one of the most famous playwrights in the United States when he came to Yanjing last year. When he was leaving, he was told that his play "The Intouchables" was to be taken to the United States.

Go perform on Broadway.”

Song Huaigui's face was full of surprise, "Going to perform in the United States?"

These days, if domestic products can be brought to the United States, it is considered a matter of glory for the country.

Song Huaigui prides himself on being well-informed, but he is still extremely surprised that a local drama can be published in the United States. This surprise is even greater than when he first heard that Lin Weimin's novel was published in the United States. After all, drama is much smaller than novels.

"Has the performance been performed?"

Liu Xiaoqing shook his head, "It is said that it was a performance, but we don't know the news from the United States."

After hearing this answer, Song Huaigui felt a little regretful, as if he had not heard the end of the story.

At this time Liu Xiaoqing said: "His teacher is Mr. Wan, you know, right?"

"I know, my teacher is from a famous family!" Song Huaigui's tone was a bit sinister.

"There is such a teacher who is very impressive. He has written so many good works and is already the deputy editor of a publication like "Contemporary" at a young age. So tell me, does he have the capital to be crazy?"

Liu Xiaoqing asked Song Huaigui.

Everyone has a feeling of admiration. When Song Huaigui claimed to be the manager of the Maxim Western Restaurant and the right-hand man of the clothing tycoon Mr. Pierre Cardin, she looked at Lin Weimin with a condescending gaze. Naturally, there was no respect.

But when she listened carefully to Liu Xiaoqing's narration and analysis, she suddenly discovered that Lin Weimin's influence in this country was far beyond her imagination.

What's even more frightening is that he is only in his twenties, and this influence has already begun to break through the restrictions of nationality. If he was given a few more decades...

Song Huaigui had to admit that he did have crazy capital.

At the same time, she also felt a little regretful for what she had done to Meng Lang just now.

I should have known earlier that I should be more cautious. If I could make friends with such a person, my future development in the country would definitely be even more powerful.

What a pity.

Song Huaigui's heart was filled with regret.

After coming out of Maxim, Tao Huimin asked Lin Weimin, "I think you don't like to see Manager Song?"

"It's not just that I don't want to see her, Maxim doesn't want to see him either."

"Why?" Tao Huimin, who was born and raised here, found it difficult to understand the feelings of Lin Weimin's future soul.

"I'm here to make money from you, and I have to be a master!"

After hearing what he said, Tao Huimin thought about the time she had just eaten in the restaurant, and she seemed to feel a little like this.

"Then we won't go there anymore!"

said the little girlfriend.

Lin Weimin couldn't help but feel happy and kissed her on the face.

"What a determined little girl!"

Tao Huimin wiped her cheeks, looked around, luckily it was night, and then gave him a charming look, "Disgusting!"

This look is full of charm.

Teacher Lin's heart was filled with excitement, and he couldn't wait to get on the bike and increase the speed.

The evening breeze in Yanjing City blows on people's faces, and the air is filled with moisture after the rain, warm, soft, and moist, like a lover's love embracing him.

The airflow generated by the friction between the motorcycle and the air wraps around the body, making people unable to help but sink into it.

The wind is so strong!
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