"This salted fish has really become a 'salted fish', how can you meet people like this?" Liu Jian said to himself.

"Hey, Lao Yu, the beauty is waiting for you to go on a date, get up......"

"Hey, Lao Yu, got up and peed ......"

shouted a few times, and seeing that Yu Zixian was still asleep, Liu Jian had to wake him up: "Old Yu, get up, get up and pee......"

"Have you arrived?" Yu Zixian rubbed his eyes and looked around, only to find that the car was parked in a strange small courtyard.

"I'm about to arrive, I've already entered the city, but it's twelve o'clock, you see that your clothes have made your saliva take a bath, and your whole body is dirty and gray. Let's eat a little bit first and clean up. ”

Yu Zixian looked at it, okay, his shoulders were indeed soaked with saliva, and he smiled embarrassedly and said, "Oh, it's true." ”

"Let's go, eat first, then find a place to take a shower, change clothes......"

After waiting for two hours, when the two reappeared in the small courtyard of the guest house where they parked, Yu Zixian was already reborn, the original wrinkled clothes had been replaced by a new casual suit, shiny leather shoes on his feet, and a handsome hairstyle, he was indeed much more handsome than before.

Before parking, Liu Jian had already chosen a place, surrounded by a guest house for parking and accommodation, and a comprehensive supermarket.

It was all solved in two hours, thanks to the man's super efficiency.

Yu Zixian was taken by Liu Jian to the agreed Manwu bar. At this time, he became more and more sure that Liu Jian definitely knew that there were ghosts in it, but he didn't want to say whether he was alive or dead!

In an obscure part of the city, they found the Manhouse Bar.

The bar at noon was almost empty.

In the bar, the lights flickered with soft music, swaying the dimly lit hall time.

Yu Zixian heard the familiar saxophone song "Go Home...... Proper memory killing.

Following the direction indicated by Liu Jian, in the corner of the hall, Yu Zixian saw the person they were going to meet.

With the help of flickering lights, Yu Zixian could see a little more clearly what the other party looked like: a man wearing a petty bourgeois bowler hat and an elderly man with long hair......

Woman?

"Zixian?" a soft, wind-chime-like whisper wafted in.

The other party has also seen the two people who came in, and has already recognized Yu Zixian.

When he approached the other party, a sense of familiarity from the depths of his soul arose, and a name was wrapped around his mouth but he couldn't say it......

Yu Zixian can confirm that he shouldn't know this young woman of the same age as himself. But where does this familiarity come from?

Suddenly, Yu Zixian couldn't help but say a name: "Zhang Yiting?"

Liu Jian showed a successful look, wondering if he should retire?

Yu Zixian was muttering in his heart, "This is very strange", but he couldn't remember the cause and effect.

Zhang Yiting looked at the handsome boy in front of her, but her eyes began to sway: more than a year ago, the two of them were still good friends, but now...... What is it that the other party is in a daze!?

At the same time, they grew up together in a yard, a proper childhood sweetheart, and even when they were children, every time they cried their noses, the boy in front of them coaxed themselves, until they grew up slowly, until they were in junior high school, and with the transfer of adults, the family moved. But what he didn't expect was that the two met again because of college.

Zhang Yiting was influenced by her grandfather's early study in the Soviet Union, and was very interested in the Soviet Union since she was a child.

In her sophomore year, Zhang Yiting was introduced by her classmates and met Yu Zixian, but this side was really pleasantly surprised! I didn't expect the two to meet again! In addition, they did have a good impression of each other before, and after piercing the window paper this time, the two also acquiesced in the girlfriend relationship.

It's a pity that before graduation, Zhang Yiting's parents wanted Zhang Yiting to return to Shencheng to work, but Yu Zixian's father wanted him to stay and work in Yanjing Sifang Factory, both of them wanted each other to go with them, plus Zhang Yiting was really not optimistic about the future of Sifang Tube Factory, and in the end, no one could convince anyone. On the eve of graduation, each other drank darkly, and Zhang Yiting cried even more.

After that, though, they never got in touch again.

After graduation, Zhang Yiting relied on her family relationship to work in a Shanghai foreign trade company and became an enviable white-collar worker.

Not long after he went to work, at the end of 1989, Lelingrad (later St. Petersburg) and Shanghai decided to establish consulates general in each other and became sister cities. Zhang Yiting, who knew some Russian and English, signed up for Lelingrad and became a staff member of the overseas office of Shanghai Hualian Trading Company.

Before leaving, Zhang Yiting was all about distracting herself, but she was still thinking about him in the bottom of her heart, so she could only sigh silently in her heart: "We will meet again if we are fated." ”

At the beginning of this year, in order to solve the problem of dining for people working in Lelingrad, the trading company had the intention of opening the Kunlun Hotel, and finally in the middle of the year, the project was launched, and Zhang Yiting became one of the people responsible for the preparation.

In late July, Zhang Yiting went to the relevant departments in Yanjing to go through the approval procedures, and lived at her grandfather's house, but she heard her grandfather and second uncle talk about an interesting story in Sifang Factory, potatoes for color TVs. It turned out to be his grandfather's old comrade-in-arms of the Sifang Factory who consulted him about some import and export companies. And the old man is also very happy to help this old military worker who has worked for more than ten years.

This hearing once again reminded him of his memories, although Zhang Yiting wanted to stop there, but the emotion in her heart made her have to continue to inquire.

The exchange of potatoes for color TVs was originally thought up by Yu Zixian, and now he is the main implementer of this matter. In fact, in order to solve the backlog of color TVs in the factory where he worked, the potatoes in exchange were ready to be trafficked to the Soviet Union. But this is easier said than done, and although these basic necessities were very sought-after in the Soviet Union, it was very difficult for you to transport them. The Soviet Union's Trans-Siberian Railway, which had been in operation for decades, was getting busier and busier than the booming Siberian economy. Especially with such dozens or even hundreds of tons of materials. Ordinary people can't find wagons, not to mention, even domestic import and export foreign trade licenses can't be done. Eventually, more people will have to look for relationship agents.

I don't know if this is providence, the old man naturally knew that Zhang Yiting was working in the Soviet Union, so he consulted her about this issue.

Zhang Yiting's original easy-going mentality changed instantly, and she was not ready to interfere, so she decided to help them, perhaps by the way.

Before cooperating, she wants to see Yu Zixian again. Look, he is still not her concern, and is he still his her?

At noon yesterday, Zhang Yiting called the factory, but Yu Zixian went out. He had no choice but to call Liu Jian, who was also a good friend of the former big yard, and asked him to find it on his behalf. Today he finally received a call and made an appointment to meet at the Manhouse Bar at half past two in the afternoon.

Before coming, Zhang Yiting also dressed up and went to the bar half an hour early, reminiscing about him and thinking about him now.

And now, Yu Zixian really appeared in front of him.

"Zixian?" Zhang Yiting called Yu Zixian twice in a row, but the other party was silent like a piece of wood, just looking at herself quietly, Zhang Yiting still couldn't help blushing.

"Yu Zixian?!" Ten seconds passed, and Zhang Yiting was a little annoyed.