Chapter 594 has to face reality, it's really difficult to appease his wife
Facing the bright lights of the hotel, he began to yawn incessantly, and every time he slept, he would not be able to sleep steadily, as if he was starting to get more and more tired. If you don't have someone from the team to remind you of many things, you will often forget important things. Very important signing ceremony.
Every night, the talented man is afraid of receiving a torture call from Hashun Gerili. Even many times, he put the phone on the sofa, let Hashun Gerri grind in the phone, what he did to do it, and when it was almost over, he went to listen to the phone again, and then explained that he had just gone to the toilet, or poured water, etc. He didn't dare to hang up the phone on his own initiative, so that Hashun Gerili would call in again.
He really didn't want Hashun Gerili to make such a call again, and sometimes he deliberately turned off the phone, and now he couldn't grasp the pulse of Hashun Gerili, a 'woman', and couldn't judge her feelings and emotions.
Caizi felt that this matter was very serious, and if this kind of phone call continued, it would be a crime for himself and Hashun Gerili, and indeed she knew the trajectory of Caizi's movements outside, and he truthfully made it clear to her every day.
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At home, Hashun Gerri often sat in a daze, always denying that she had been hurt emotionally in the face of the concern of the friendly nanny.
But when he said this, he also felt that his feelings were already fragile. Those who are elegant, kind, cheerful and generous seem to be becoming more and more rare.
These days, she herself is reluctant to go to the Tai Chi gym to practice boxing, and the kind master called her to urge her to insist on practicing boxing, even if she doesn't go to the gym to practice, don't give up halfway. She'll say yes, but she doesn't really want to say that.
That night, because the matter of discussing land use fees with the local political leaders was going well, and the relevant personnel were invited to dinner, Caizi came back very late. He looked at his mobile phone This is the fourth time that Hashun Ge Rili has called, and Caizi has to say that he will call her again when he returns to the hotel, and now that he is back at the hotel, Caizi called back.
Caizi made this call with reluctance, but the words in his mouth were soft: "Hashun Gerili! I drank a little too much today, and I was really embarrassed to call you back." ”
"Oh yes, I've been waiting too long, I'm not in the mood to talk about anything?"
"Did you go out for a walk today? The air outside is so good tonight!"
"You're talking about Inner Mongolia, but you can't do it at home, when the weather is windless, the exhaust of the car chokes people in the evening! ”
"Wouldn't it be nice if you just walked around, went to the store, and went buy something!"
"By the way, when are you coming back? The nanny wants to go home these days, but I'm a little afraid to stay at home when she's gone. ”
"Don't worry, let's have another week. ”
"Hey, don't talk to you, I'm sleepy. ”
"Okay, go to sleep, I'm tired too. ”
The next day, Caizi got up late, opened the window, and saw that the sun was bright outside. After washing, the talented man ran to the small 'flower' garden downstairs of the hotel to stroll, the sun 'shine' on the body to bring warmth, although the trees have fallen leaves, the wind child is swaying the bare treetops.
After a purposeless turn in the small 'flower' garden, I felt that I had enough sunshine! Call Lao Hai and go to the street for a snack.
Today he did not socialize, the staff ran some more formalities according to the regulations, and he was idle. After eating early, Caizi felt bored. Suddenly, he remembered the work of another wind farm, and he wanted to see the location of that wind farm first, so that he could move on to the next step.
The two returned to the hotel, grabbed the engineer, and headed north as indicated on the map.
This well-tested site is theoretically suitable for wind power.
It wasn't until the evening that he returned to the city, when the curtain was already falling, the lights were shining, the streets were full of pedestrians, cars honking from time to time, and the shining neon advertisements on the shops dotted this small city, indicating the prosperity of the city.
Caizi asked Lao Hai and the engineer if they were willing to eat some local flavors, the two were naturally willing, the three walked around the street, the three walked into a snack, there were many people who came to eat here, and in the restaurant that was not too big, an old man began to introduce these most 'Mongolian' ancient 'color' flavor snacks, introducing the characteristics of snacks, dining exquisiteness, traditional customs, etc. The genius listened with interest, and asked for two glasses of wine and one glass for each of the engineers.
The talented man drank while drinking the old man's speech, although the old man's Chinese was not very good, but he also understood it.
The talented man and the old man had a very good conversation, and the old man was interested, so he took out a huqin and played a few well-known songs such as "Horse Racing", "Beautiful Prairie My Home", "Paradise Prairie", "Hong Geese" and "Gadamerin" to the guests who came here for dinner.
The beautiful and melodious sound of the piano intoxicated the genius a little, so that he quickly eliminated the feeling of being far away from home.
After that, the talented man often came to this snack to sit, while tasting the snacks, while listening to the old man's huqin.
This old man can be said to have a considerable level of professionalism, and his playing techniques are very rich, sometimes 'kneading' the strings, sometimes natural overtones, sometimes manual overtones, sometimes trilling, sometimes finger glissando, sometimes plucking the strings, sometimes pausing the bow, sometimes jumping the bow, sometimes trembling the bow, sometimes throwing the bow, and playing the pieces one by one sometimes deeply, sometimes cheerfully, sometimes festively, sometimes sadly, sometimes silently, sometimes magnificently. His picturesque and infectious performances brought the people who were fortunate enough to appreciate them into the realm of art, forgetting to eat, forgetting to drink tea, and forgetting everything around them.
At the end of each performance, there is a chorus of praise.