Rebirth of Xiangjiang: Across the World

Zheng Yaoyang doesn't like to drink, and Director Zhang doesn't dare to persuade him to drink. The meal without alcohol ends very quickly.

After dinner, Zheng Yaoyang went back to the hotel to rest. At around two o'clock in the afternoon, someone knocked on the door of the room suddenly.

Two people stood at the door, and one of them had lunch together, who seemed to be the department manager of the People's Bank of China.

The manager of the bank had a respectful face and said with a smile, "Mr. Zheng, did you disturb your lunch break?"

Zheng Yaoyang opened the door, said with a smile: "Don't disturb, come in, I just woke up."

The two accepted the invitation with smiles on their faces, and they were shocked by the luxurious layout of the room when they entered the house.

When Bao's father and son came to the capital for the first time, they crowded into a small reception room.

Therefore, at the beginning of the establishment of Zhaolong Hotel, it was to provide a shelter for distinguished guests.

Zheng Yaoyang is Bao Yugang's grandson, and he can be regarded as half the owner. The hotel arranged the best room for him.

It once received Saoer, Genli and his wife, and Emperor Su Shun, and it is a real presidential suite.

The room is located on the nineteenth floor of the hotel. The living room has a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows. There are not too many high-rise buildings on the second ring road of the capital, and the eaves of the Forbidden City can be vaguely seen.

"Who is this?"

Zheng Yaoyang was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at the other girl, a short-haired girl in her twenties, who seemed to be a college student who had just graduated or was studying.

The manager hurriedly introduced: "Mr. Zheng, this is Ye Wenjie, a student from the Humanities Department of Peking University. I will be your tour guide for the next two days."

Ye Wenjie hurriedly stood up, and said respectfully, "Mr. Zheng, my name is Ye Wenjie."

"Okay, you guys sit down first, eat whatever you want from the snacks on the table, I'll change my clothes and set off."

Zheng Yaoyang nodded slightly to say hello, and went back to the room to change into a light down jacket.

Beijing enters winter in November, with daytime temperatures in the low teens and even colder nights.

The manager didn't stay long after completing the task, and said goodbye to Zheng Yaoyang at the hotel entrance.

Zheng Yaoyang got into the car, Ye Wenjie sat next to him, Zheng Yaoyang asked, "Are you from Peking University?"

Ye Wenjie nodded hastily: "Yes, I'm currently studying social science in the second year of graduate school in the Department of Humanities."

"Then let's go to Peking University first."

Zheng Yaoyang told the driver, and said with a smile: "Don't be so cautious, we should be about the same age."

"I'm three years older than you."

Ye Wenjie lowered her head, very embarrassed, but her cheeks were frozen red, covering her own blush.

Zheng Yaoyang has always been a legend among the younger generation, and she is honored to be his tour guide.

Zheng Yaoyang admired the scenery outside the window: "Have you ever heard of Liu Mingze? He is an overseas student from Xiangjiang."

Ye Wenjie thought for a long time, and had a vague impression: "Is it from the School of International Relations?"

Zheng Yaoyang thought for a while, then shrugged and smiled: "I guess so, I'll ask when the time comes."

Xiao Ziliang has returned to Hong Kong, and Liu Mingze is still wandering in Peking University, so I don't know how he is doing.

Being idle is also idle, and it is good to go and have a look, lest he think he has been forgotten.

"If you want to go to International Relations, you should take Xuefu Road and enter Qiuzhi Road, and enter from the east gate of the First Hospital."

Ye Wenjie knew the road conditions so well that it could be called a human-shaped map. Zheng Yaoyang smiled and said, "Let's go as she said."

Ye Wenjie kept talking along the road: "Peking University and Huaqing University are both built next to the Old Summer Palace. If Mr. Zheng is interested, you might as well visit the old site later."

As a tour guide, she also has a mission. Taking Zheng Yaoyang to visit the Old Summer Palace is one of the missions. Since it was burned down 130 years ago, there is no plan to restore it.

The site of the Old Summer Palace is an eternal memorial site of national humiliation and a living theme for patriotic education for generations. Restoration will only make the educational value of the cultural relics disappear.

Although this kind of patriotic education may be negligible to Zheng Yaoyang, it is better than nothing.

"Okay, if you have time, go and have a look."

Zheng Yaoyang was absent-minded, admiring the buildings of the Forbidden City not far away, as well as the photo of that great man.

He has come to the capital many times since then, but this is the second time he has come here during this period, which can be regarded as the first time.

The last time was the celebration day last year, and the situation was quite special. They came and went in a hurry, as if they had completed a task, and they didn't stop at all.

The capital city in the early 90s was actually not particularly prosperous, not comparable to Shanghai, or even the recently developed Pengcheng.

After all, it is the capital of a country, and major policies must first be piloted in other cities and get good feedback before they dare to implement them in the capital.

Zheng Yaoyang also gave up the idea of ​​contacting the local communication bureau to build a 1G2G signal tower.

In the future, it will not be too late for them to take the initiative to invite them to settle in again, so as not to be labeled as a threat to information security.

Not long after, I arrived at the School of International Relations of Peking University.

The guard learned about the situation and called Liu Mingze from the boys' dormitory.

Liu Mingze hurried over, wearing black cotton trousers and cotton shoes, a white shirt on the upper body, and a big cotton jacket on the outside.

Zheng Yaoyang gave each one a big hug, and said with a smile: "Mingze, it seems that you have integrated well."

Liu Mingze's whole body was dry, and his lips almost split when he smiled: "Yaoyang, why are you here?"

"Come here to do something, just come and see how you are doing recently?"

"Others are fine, but the cold and dry weather in the north is a bit uncomfortable."

Liu Mingze is a native of Xiangjiang, the climate in the south is humid, even if it's cold, it's okay to take a shower.

But the north is different, the weather is cold and dry. He didn't know it last year, and he often took a bath in the cold weather, which almost cracked his skin.

After a winter of devastation, Liu Mingze got used to not taking a bath for a long time, so that the oil in his body could protect his skin from damage.It's just the hands and face, it is inevitable to wash them every day, and they will crack as soon as they are washed.

Zheng Yaoyang held back his smile: "How did I hear that you plan to stay for another year?"

Liu Mingze hesitated to speak, and looked at Ye Wenjie, because he could tell at a glance that the other party was from mainland China.

The most obvious one is the clothes on his body. In fact, the more obvious one is Zheng Yaoyang, who is wearing an orange and light down jacket, which looks bright and looks like he is from out of town.

Zheng Yaoyang took out a stack of banknotes from the car, about two thousand dollars: "Student Ye, please help us buy two cups of coffee, and the rest of the money will be your salary for these two days."

Ye Wenjie hurriedly waved her hand: "Mr. Zheng, there is no need. Manager Sun has already given me the funds."

"Take it!"

Zheng Yaoyang couldn't refuse, and turned to look at Liu Mingze: "Is there any place where I can go for a walk around here?"

"Lake Center Park."

Liu Mingze echoed with a smile: "Senior sister, just take it, Yaoyang will be angry if you don't take it."

Ye Wenjie showed embarrassment, so she had no choice but to accept it, bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Yaoyang hummed: "Student Ye, you can find us in Huxin Park later."

The two chatted while walking around the campus, and Zheng Yaoyang's brightly colored coat would attract special attention wherever he went.

It's just that he looks very young, so he can fit into the environment of Peking University campus.

Liu Mingze said: "My mentor asked me if I wanted to be an official in the future? I didn't hide it from him."

"He heard that he thought about it for a few days, and suggested that I should study for another year, and recommended that I take part-time courses at the School of Political Science. After much consideration, I finally agreed."

"Because this semester is my junior year, I will return to Hong Kong for my senior year in the second half of next year, and I have just one more year to prepare for the administrative examination."

The mentor once participated in the revision of the Mainland's legal and political laws, and now the leader of the Political and Legal Committee is either his classmate or his student, with a very wide network of contacts.

Liu Mingze saw that his mentor wanted to train him, and now that he returns to Hong Kong, he will probably be excluded by others.

It’s better to study in Beijing University for a year, and you can make more friends and lay a solid foundation for the future.

Zheng Yaoyang looked at the ice floe on the water, and said casually, "It's fine if you have your own plans, I have no objections, and I won't be able to help you much in the future."

Since the establishment of the Woodpecker Fund, he can almost be said to have overshadowed the sky in Xiangjiang's business circle.

If the British Hong Kong government knew that he still wanted to intervene in government affairs, he would definitely not let him get his wish.