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Chapter 513: The inevitable trend of the development of the times (seeking monthly ticket)

  Chapter 513 The inevitable trend of the development of the times (seeking a monthly ticket)

  It was already noon when the plane landed at Hongqiao Airport.

  After getting off the plane, waves of heat hit, and the whole family was sweating.

  This kind of heat is different from their north. Although the north is hot, it is not so humid. Just find a shady place and it will cool off immediately.

   But here, it's like being caught in a big steamer, with nowhere to hide.

  Liu Qingshan looked at his mother, only to see Lin Zhi's eyes looking around, eagerly, a little nostalgic, a little excited, and even a little sad.

  So he didn't urge him, just stood there quietly and waited.

  Even the naughtiest little fourth child probably knew what his mother was thinking, so he and fifth child stood on both sides of their mother without saying a word.

   "Let's go."

   After a long time, Lin Zhi finally said, she straightened her temples that were already showing silver threads, feeling very sorry.

  Finally set foot on the land of my hometown again. It can be said that the old man returned from home when I was young, and the accent has changed.

  Out of the terminal building that was just remodeled last year, there are many pick-ups outside, and there are also many taxis in the parking lot, all of which are cars. After all, this is the most prosperous big city in China.

  Several people were leaving, Shan Xing had sharp eyes: "Sister, it seems that someone is picking you up."

  Yang Hongying looked around, and soon saw a person holding a pick-up sign with her name written on it:

  Welcome to the general manager of Uni-President Food Co., Ltd.: Yang Hongying.

   Thinking about the phone call with Hong Yunsheng who was negotiating business here before boarding the plane, it was obviously arranged by him.

   After all, Uni-President Food Co., Ltd. is a joint venture company in name, and it is highly valued wherever it goes.

   "Then shall we go there?" Yang Hongying hesitated.

  Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "General Manager Yang came here, it is really extraordinary, there are connecting planes."

   As a result, Yang Hongying gave him a blank look: "Come on, you, the chairman, are here too. If people know, the level of reception may have to be raised."

  Liu Qingshan stopped joking, discussed with Yang Hongying, and decided to split things up.

   After all, he and his mother are mainly private matters. It would be too troublesome to contact the authorities to greet and send them off.

  Yang Hongying adjusted the dress on her body now, and walked towards the group of people who picked up the plane in a heroic manner.

  Walking in the crowd, Yang Hongying is very eye-catching.

  She is tall and slender, and the light yellow dress shows off her figure very well, especially the gradually formed style of a strong woman, so that people who come and go can't help but look at her more.

  Hujiang has always been an international metropolis, and people's clothing is leading the domestic trend.

   There are not many fashionable women coming and going, and many of them are very eye-catching.

  However, compared with Yang Hongying, there is still a gap in temperament.

  Liu Qingshan's eyes were also full of appreciation: since the old lady got married, she seems to be more attractive.

  The few people who took the opportunity looked at Yang Hongying from a distance, and couldn't help but their eyes lit up: I guess it's this one?

  They had never met Yang Hongying before, so they had the feeling that this kind of bearing was worthy of being the general manager of a large company.

   That's right, Uni-President Food Co., Ltd. is now very famous in China, and it can be considered a well-known big company.

   This is mainly related to the company's products. Foods such as instant noodles and ham sausage are widely spread among ordinary people and are well-known.

   "Thank you for your hard work, I am Yang Hongying."

  Yang Hongying approached, smiled and extended her hand, confident and generous, but made the team who picked up the plane a little cautious.

  The young man who had been holding the sign was the first to react, and quickly stretched out his hand.

   As a result, he forgot that he was still holding the sign in his hand, so he directly rode over it, almost poking Yang Hongying.

   This was a bit impolite, and the young man blushed, and quickly stepped aside to make room for the leader behind.

  He felt so ashamed in his heart, and kept reminding himself: God~ Haining!

  In China, Hujiang people have a strong sense of superiority, just like people from Hong Kong Island see mainlanders at this time.

   As everyone knows, in the eyes of those in developed countries, they are not all the same.

  This young man was mainly shocked by Yang Hongying's powerful aura just now.

  The leader of the team was Section Chief Wu of the Commercial Bureau. He glanced dissatisfiedly at Comrade Xiao Lin, who had just started working: The young man is reckless.

   Then he greeted Yang Hongying with a happy face: "Welcome General Manager Yang to come to Hujiang to investigate and invest. It has been a hard journey. Please go to the hotel to rest first. We have prepared lunch."

  Yang Hongying smiled and shook hands with these people one by one, and asked, "Where is the hotel?"

  These words are mainly for Liu Qingshan and the others to listen to later, so you must know where the connection is not.

   "Jin Jiang Hotel."

   Section Chief Wu agreed with a smile, and then stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Yang, let's go to the parking lot first."

   After finishing speaking, he glared at the young man again: "Xiao Lin, why don't you help Mr. Yang with his luggage!"

   "I can do it myself." Yang Hongying waved her hand, she was just a small suitcase.

  Turning back and leaving Liu Qingshan not far away, seeing Liu Qingshan nodding towards her, Yang Hongying left with Section Chief Wu and his party.

   "Mother, you should be familiar with this place, where should we go first?" Liu Qingshan turned to ask his mother with a smile.

  He also knew that his mother was in a complicated mood, so he tried to make her happy.

   "It's better to go to the city first, find a place to stay, don't need to stay in a big hotel, and then have lunch, the fourth and fifth must be hungry."

   Once it comes, it will be at ease, Lin Zhi has now recovered her previous tranquility and indifference, and even reached out to touch the heads of the two little guys.

  The two little ones were naturally sensitive to the changes in their mother, so their little faces were also smiling, and the fourth child also said:

   "Mom, it's best to eat ice cream first to cool off."

   "You little greedy cat."

  Ling Zhi smiled and pulled her antenna braids, and the family went to take a taxi happily.

  It is better not to take the bus at the airport, just look at it and panic, patting the long line, like a long dragon.

  A car came, and it was packed quickly. Two passengers were stuck on the door, and the door couldn't be closed. The passengers below were pushing up with their shoulders.

  The city has a large population, so it is difficult to travel by car, and housing is even tighter. There are many high-rise buildings and garden houses, but ordinary citizens still live in small and crowded Shikumen alleys.

  The per capita housing area is less than three square meters.

  The taxis in the parking lot are mostly red Xiali, and there are also a few crowns, which are usually specially designed to receive foreign guests.

   As for Santana, it will take two years before Xiali will gradually be replaced.

  Getting into the car, Liu Qingshan sat in the passenger seat, and turned back to his mother, "Mother, where are we going?"

  Lin Zhi subconsciously replied, "Go to Xujiahui."

  Lin Qingshan nodded to the driver uncle: "Master, find us a hotel to stay there first."

   Along the way, the driver is driving quietly, unlike the taxi drivers in the capital, who can't stay idle and talk to you.

  Just when passing an uphill, the driver asked: "Sir, can I turn off the air conditioner?"

   His nasal voice is a bit heavy, obviously because his nose is stuffy.

  Liu Qingshan froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

  He just remembered that the engine of the Xiali car was not powerful, and if the air conditioner was turned on when going uphill, it would be like a turtle crawling.

  The last time I went to the capital to take a taxi, the driver was very talkative. As soon as Liu Qingshan got in the car, he asked with a smile: "Dude, do you want to speed up or cool down?"

   Moreover, there are differences in terms of address. The driver opened his mouth and called him "Mr." You know, this word has not yet become popular in the north.

  Hongqiao Airport is very close to the urban area, and will soon enter the urban area. Although large-scale construction has not yet started, it can still be felt that there are many tall buildings in this city, which are more prosperous than the capital.

  When the taxi drove into Xujiahui District, Lin Zhi's eyes began to stare out the window.

  Although there are some new buildings, the overall change is not big, except that there are many overpasses above the head.

  At that time, due to the large number of people and the tight traffic, the pedestrian bridge was a major landscape of the Hujiang River.

   Seeing the delighted look in his mother's eyes, Liu Qingshan felt that this trip to Hujiang was definitely the right choice.

The taxi stopped in front of a small hotel. The uncle driver was quite caring. Seeing that Liu Qingshan and the others were dressed in ordinary clothes and spoke northern dialect, they didn't look like rich people, so they didn't go to the university. Hotel delivery.

  Liu Qingshan is not usually a show-off person. If he really wants to stay in a big hotel and show his identity at the airport, then go directly to Lao Jinjiang.

   "Sir, the fare is one yuan and two cents per kilometer, a total of twenty-five yuan and six cents, ahhhhhhhhh!"

  The driver may be worried that they think the fare is expensive, so he explained it very clearly. Even the last sneeze was more tactful, not as bold as the northerners.

  In this day and age, there are really not many people who are willing to take a taxi, and the salary is less than a hundred yuan. Now it takes a quarter of the labor, and most people really can't afford it.

Liu Qingshan smiled and handed over the three cards of Great Unity, and when the driver finished looking for the money, he was confiscated by the youngest brother. He took Shan Xing and happily went to a nearby sales booth, and soon came back with four bottles of soda .

   "Brother, that old lady said that this soda drink is the best, but it's a little expensive. It costs 80 cents a bottle, and I have to return the bottle." The fourth child gave everyone a bottle.

  Liu Qingshan took a look, it turned out to be Coca-Cola in a small glass bottle, and just wanted to say to drink less carbonated drinks, but thinking about it, now I really don’t have the opportunity to drink this often, so I didn’t say anything.

  Lin Zhi murmured, "Everything is expensive now, and the money doesn't seem to be spent."

  Liu Qingshan smiled and said nothing: Mother, this is just the beginning.

   "It's not good, it smells like medicine." After taking a sip of Coke, the fourth child frowned and asked:

   "Did the old grandma take it by mistake and gave us the bottle containing the soup, drinking the soup like a dumb grandpa?"

   "That's right, the inventor of Coca-Cola was originally a pharmacist." Liu Qingshan smiled and stroked her antenna braid.

  He also took a sip just now, and he felt that it was not bad, at least much stronger than the future canned ones.

  So the two little girls frowned while drinking Coke.

  Liu Qingshan thought more: With the deepening of the reform, more and more foreign products began to pour in.

   Wait until next year, KFC will officially enter China.

  China's integration with the world will become closer and closer. This is an inevitable trend of the development of the times.

  I was sighing in my heart, when I heard a few familiar clicks from my ears, I turned my head and saw a foreigner, holding a camera, taking pictures there.

  Looking at the angle, it should be a photo of the fourth and fifth drinking Coke. It is probably looking at the two little guys drinking Coke with sad faces. It feels quite Coke, right?

  Many foreigners in China at that time liked to record this ancient country with their cameras.

  Liu Qingshan said in English with a smile: "Sir, you have used my sister's portrait right without their permission, so you are welcome."

  The foreigner was taken aback for a moment, then beamed with joy, and kept yelling OK.

  It is rare to communicate with him in a foreign language, and he is the first one who can joke with him in a foreign language.

  After taking a few more photos, the young foreigner came up to Liu Qingshan and stretched out his furry palm: "Hello, Wilson."

   "Liu Qingshan, you can also call me by my English name, Mountain."

  The young foreigner named Wilson blinked his blue eyes a few times: "Mountain, I feel like I've heard this name somewhere before."

  Liu Qingshan interrupted: "It's probably because you usually like to climb mountains."

   After we chatted, I found out that this Wilson is a driver of the US Consulate. He likes to wander around when he has nothing to do. Photography is his biggest hobby.

  Liu Qingshan knows that if these photos are preserved properly, they will be very precious information decades later.

   Just like the long dragon-like overpass above their heads, it will be demolished in a few years and will never be seen again.

   It happened that he came here in a hurry this time, and he really didn't bring a camera. He can ask Wilson for a photo then.

  For the photos of the two younger sisters, Liu Qingshan still cares very much, and has always kept them well. These will be the best memories in the future.

   While chatting, Wilson started to get lucky there, his nose was tight and his eyes were staring, and he was about to sneeze.

  He quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, covered his nose, then turned his back, and sneezed a few times in a muffled voice.

  After the treatment was completed, the nose was a little stuffy: "Sau Rui, Sao Rui, recently got the flu, Mountain, it's better for us to keep our distance."

  Liu Qingshan blinked, remembering to pack his things when he came, as if he really brought some commonly used medicines.

  So he rummaged in the suitcase, found two bags of quick-acting cold tablets, and handed them to Wilson.

   "No, no, no, you can't take medicine indiscriminately without a doctor's order. I'll drink a few more glasses of boiled water when I go back, and it will be fine in a few days."

  Wilson waved his hands again and again, and Liu Qingshan remembered that the national conditions of the two countries are different. If this is his compatriot, he would probably just throw two pills in his mouth and eat the medicine with Coke.

   I don't know if it was too cold to drink Coke or what, Shan Xing also sneezed a little.

  Then the youngest and the fourth child also hit two, still muttering that they were infected by the apricot.

  Liu Qingshan faintly felt that something was wrong, because he saw some passers-by on the road sneezing and runny noses. It seemed that this flu was really serious.

   Chatted with Wilson for a while, Liu Qingshan and the others would stay in the hotel, so they waved goodbye.

  Wilson also found his car and drove to the consulate, thinking: Mountain, this name is really familiar, where must I hear it?

   At this time, dynamic music came out of the car stereo. It was the cup of life that quickly became popular all over the world after the World Cup.

  Wilson hummed a few words, and then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: Cup of Life, isn’t Mountain the one who wrote this song?

  Ah, he sneezed twice again, the steering wheel turned, and hit the guardrail on the side of the road, making a muffled bang.

  Wilson had runny nose and tears. It seems that the flu this time is really serious.

  (end of this chapter)

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