Five years of marriage, always separated [1970s]

Ye Fan called Geng Zhiye, but the guard answered the phone. Ye Fan waited for a moment and called back. This time it was Geng Zhiye who answered. Geng Zhiye asked, "Are you back?"

Ye Fan smiled and said "Hmm": "Go to your place tomorrow?"

Geng Zhiye was silent for a moment. He didn't expect Ye Fan to think of him right after he came back, so after a while he said, "Come on."

Ye Fan got off the bus and waited for about ten minutes. The guard finally arrived and explained anxiously, "Sister-in-law, you must be waiting anxiously. We met a fellow villager driving a herd of sheep to the fields and were delayed for a while."

"It's okay." Ye Fan said, "Just come out to get some fresh air. Is Commander Geng busy recently?"

The guard shook his head slightly: "If the leader didn't come to visit us, we would have the most free time during the New Year. It's not that we have nothing to do and just hang out in the barracks, but we don't have to write reports or attend meetings, and we don't have to worry about night exercises."

Ye Fan reminded, "No need to be so detailed."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. It's not a secret. Many people know about it, such as the comrades in the art troupe. But I don't like condolence performances. The reception work is too troublesome." The guard couldn't help but sigh, "For example, during the Lantern Festival in a few days, we don't have an art troupe here, but some troops have one this year. I would rather eat glutinous rice balls with my comrades, and chat, sing and perform crosstalk on the playground after dinner, rather than watching them perform in the cold weather. The most annoying thing is that they have to applaud after a show."

Ye Fan laughed: "Not exciting enough?"

"Half and half," said the guard. "I used to think that everyone was capable. I didn't expect that the art soldiers in some regiments were as uneven as the conscripts."

Ye Fan probably thought that the art soldier was very good, but when he spoke, he was not as good as him, which made him very disappointed, so much so that he broke down and complained: "Let me ask you something, has the female comrade who came to live with Erbao last year ever returned to the army?"

The guard slowed down the car and said while thinking back: "The division commander seemed to have talked to the political commissar about her. She has never come back since she was transferred to civilian work. Sister-in-law, she can be a household registration police officer in the local area. Although there is no future, it is a stable job. She doesn't want to give up this job for a strange man who she is not sure whether she can marry."

Ye Fan thought about this possibility: "Then she should give me a definite answer."

"That means she wants to try it out in her hometown, and if she can't stand it, she will come to the capital to find a blind date."

Ye Fanqi laughed: "Is Wei Jianshe a spare tire? If so, I'll ask her when I go back in a few days. If she doesn't want to come, I'll introduce someone to Wei Jianshe."

"Can sister-in-law contact her?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "Her family doesn't have a phone, so I can only write to her. I'll have to trouble you to find the address for me."

"Let me check for you. She's not being righteous, so we can't be rude. Sister-in-law, write a letter later and I'll help you mail it. How many days do you plan to give her?"

Ye Fan calculated the time: "March 8th is almost here."

"One month is enough to send letters from the northeast to the southwest and back again." The guard asked, "Sister-in-law, are there only unmarried gay men around you?"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then he understood and laughed: "I'll ask Geng Zhiye to arrange you to work in a public institution or the security department of a state-owned enterprise. There are many female comrades in these units."

"They must look down on me." The guard muttered.

Ye Fan: "When you become the head of the security department, are you still afraid that female comrades will look down on you? Or if you go back to your hometown and become a policeman, there will definitely be many people introducing you to potential partners."

"Yes. If I find my salary too low, I will ask you to buy goods and set up a stall on weekends."

Ye Fan wanted to laugh: "No need to look for me, I'll give you a few addresses, you can go to the small commodity city during your vacation and ask your parents and family to sell them at the school gate. There seems to be a market in the small town, you don't have those fashionable things in your hometown, it will definitely sell well when you take them out during the market."

Last year, when the young comrade was on vacation, he went to the market with his parents. At that time, his father asked, "Where did you get those things?" His mother later said, "Everyone can sell things, but if I know where they are bought, I can sell them better than them." The young comrade immediately understood what Ye Fan meant by these words: "Sister-in-law, I've made a note of it."

Ye Fan: "If you dare to let your parents go, I will give you the address when you arrive at the army."

The train was unsafe, so the young comrade didn't dare to let his illiterate parents go south: "Let's talk about it later."

The guard comrade drove steadily and before we knew it we arrived at the military compound.

Geng Zhiye still couldn't believe that Ye Fan came to visit him as soon as he came back. He subconsciously thought that Ye Fan had encountered some trouble, so he waited downstairs in the dormitory.

Seeing that Ye Fan looked healthy and in a good mood, Geng Zhiye wondered if he had some mean intentions.

This time he was indeed being mean-spirited. Ye Fan hadn't said a word about the difficulties he encountered during the entire day here. Geng Zhiye was glad that he hadn't said anything nonsense in front of Ye Fan, otherwise he would have made him angry and left long ago.

Ye Fan treated her stay at Geng Zhiye's place as a holiday. Of course she needed to have a good rest during the holiday, so she went back to the dormitory after digesting her food, slept when she was sleepy, and basked in the sun at the door when she woke up.

At noon, Geng Zhiye came back from getting lunch and saw her leaning against the door frame with her eyes closed. "Why don't you go back to your room if you're tired?"

"It's not as comfortable inside as outside." Ye Fan stretched out her hand and Geng Zhiye pulled her up.

Ye Fan saw three lunch boxes and asked, "What delicious food is there?"

Geng Zhiye opened the lunch box and said, "We buy whatever is cheap. Off-season vegetables are more expensive than meat at this time of year, so there are no green leafy vegetables. We stew cabbage, radish and sweet potato noodles with the leftover oil residue from slaughtering pigs during the Chinese New Year. There is also a box of rice and a box of steamed buns. The steamed buns have two flavors, tofu dregs, tofu and cabbage, and pickled cabbage and eggs."

Ye Fan took a cabbage and tofu bun and asked, "With so many people in the kitchen, do they still have time to make buns?"

Geng Zhiye: "Occasionally. Everyone in this kitchen team is talented. Before the New Year, I went there just in time to catch them making dumplings, preparing for New Year's Eve. The people rolling out the dough rolled five sheets at a time. If there was a dough rolling machine, they should be faster than the machine. Do you know what I was thinking at the time?"

Ye Fan: "Does the army also have sweeping monks?"

"Hey, you you——" Geng Zhiye quickly swallowed the bun in his mouth, "How did you know?"

Ye Fan said: "Your son mentioned it several times, and this was my first reaction."

Geng Zhiye thought so at the time because his son had mentioned it several times on TV and even researched whether there was a sweeping monk in his school. Not only did he research it himself, he also asked Erbao and Geng Sensen if there was one in their school.

You say he is childish, but he knows to help Chu Guangming find a job, a high-paying one at that. You say he is mature, but he is childish like a primary school student from time to time.

Geng Zhiye asked casually after hearing this: "He didn't want to come this time?"

Ye Fan: "We just came back from outside. There is nothing in the house. He has to help grandma prepare rice, flour, oil and salt. If he is free, he may go to the old house."

"The old house is leaking?"

Ye Fan shook his head slightly: "Take out the things from the old house. If we can fit them in our house, put them there. If we can't, put them in Huihui and Benben's room."

Geng Zhiye still didn't understand.

Ye Fan didn't think he was stupid, because he didn't know that the house was rented out: "Hui Hui wants to rent out the old house. Aunt Yu was reluctant to let it go before, but she has gotten used to it over the years and doesn't care who the old house is rented to."

"Are you busy enough?"

Ye Fan: "Huihui has weekends and winter and summer vacations. She goes to collect rent at the old house, and Aunt Yu collects rent at the previous house."

Geng Zhiye was shocked.

Ye Fan said: "All the mahogany furniture in there was taken down by that naughty kid Dabao. Some were put in the study, and some in the guest room. Now it's empty, so don't feel bad if it gets messed up when you rent it out. Besides, the people who are renting the house are not other people, but Han Dawei's brother-in-law and sister-in-law."

Geng Zhiye had a former comrade-in-arms from the same place as Han Dawei's father-in-law. "Don't people over there like to come out?"

Ye Fan: "I didn't dare to come out, and I felt miserable outside because I couldn't adapt. His wife also couldn't adapt to the climate here. The winter was dry and cold, and there weren't many fruits and vegetables. She got irritated every day. Later, she made some money and was able to repair the house for her parents and buy clothes for her children. All her problems with the climate were cured."

Geng Zhiye poured her a glass of water.

Ye Fan didn't want to eat after drinking half a glass of water. Geng Zhiye advised her not to make things difficult for herself, and then he became worried that she ate so little and her body might not be able to handle it.

Ye Fan: "My metabolism is slow. I used to have a bowl of rice for half a day, but now half a bowl is enough."

“I don’t think so.”

Ye Fan: "Of course I don't feel anything if I exercise every day. Look at my dad, would he dare to eat like you?"

"Your father is old."

Ye Fan asked, "I'm not?" Suddenly he remembered something, "Geng Zhiye, you are almost fifty, right?"

Geng Zhiye paused, almost dropping the bun, and then he ate it slowly, pretending he hadn't heard her say anything, saying, "Age doesn't represent everything."

Ye Fan was speechless but wanted to laugh: "What does that mean?"

Geng Zhiye: "It represents experience!"

Ye Fan sneered: "I don't think you are more mature than Dabao."

"You can't judge a person's maturity based on experience alone."

Ye Fan: "So you just don't want to admit that you're old?"

"Who said that?" Geng Zhiye asked, "The military rank system was restored two years ago. Do you know what the commander said?"

Ye Fan didn't pay attention to this matter, so he naturally forgot to ask: "Your rank is not high because you are still young. Should I give it to someone else this time and give you a higher rank next time?"

"That's not the point." Geng Zhiye was speechless: "I wanted to say that the chief praised me for being young and promising!"

Ye Fan chuckled.

"Isn't it?" Geng Zhiye asked back.

Ye Fan nodded: "Yes, that's right. Whoever became a marshal at the age of 48 can be recorded in the annals of modern history. You were 47 the year before last. Even if you were a colonel, you would have a promising future!"

"Why do you sound so weird?" Geng Zhiye glared at her. "Are you also so weird when you're talking business with people?"

Ye Fan: "I'm too lazy to beat around the bush with them."

"Then you know that with your attitude, you won't get any good results even if you help others."

Ye Fan said, "I help others in a friendly manner, so everyone will be grateful to me? People who know how to repay kindness will be grateful to you no matter what your attitude is, as long as you help them. A selfish person will come to you ten times and you refuse once. Even if you explain to him that you are really powerless, he will think you are making excuses and hate you. Let's not talk about other things. How many people have made money with me and have stores? Apart from relatives, who has come to our house during the holidays? They don't think that they made money with me, but think that I can expand my business because they help sell goods. I am so rich now and I should be grateful to them."

“The supply and marketing relationship should be equal.”

Ye Fan rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's just that the relationship between buyer and seller is of course equal. The problem is that they asked me about buying a house and a store. Secondly, a simple buyer-seller relationship won't allow them to take the goods first and pay after they sell them. There has never been such a good thing in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad."

"Then why are you taking them north?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "No more!"

"No more?" Geng Zhiye asked, "Did you break up with them?"

Ye Fan: "Of course not! They don't dare, they just grumble behind their backs."

"Who told you what they said behind your back?"

Ye Fan said, "My neighbor to the west of our house, Xiao Hu's mother, reminded me to be more careful. Do you remember her?"

Geng Zhiye occasionally went back home at night. During his vacation, she would go out early and come back late for business, so they met less than three times a year: "I have some impression. By the way, is her house in front of our new home?"

Ye Fan nodded: "Southeast, the straight-line distance is fifty or sixty meters. To get to our house, we have to go through the alley, which is more than a hundred meters. It's not as close as Guangming's childhood friend to our house."

Geng Zhiye heard this and couldn't help but say, "There's something I can't figure out. There are real estate projects to the south and southeast of our home. How come our area was left out when they were planning the development?"

Ye Fan said: "Because it hasn't been opened yet."

"It's that simple?"

Ye Fan nodded.

"Then if we tear it down later, won't this year of installation be in vain?"

Ye Fan thought about this problem: "No matter where we buy a house, it may be demolished. Even if we buy a house in the suburbs, it may be demolished because of the construction of the expressway. It's not far from Dabao's school, and it's convenient for Erbao to go to school by car. It's better to live there first. It's worth living there for ten years."

"Your parents' place can't be demolished."

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment before he realized where that place was. He was speechless and wanted to laugh at the same time: "——The house my parents live in now is not theirs either."

Geng Zhiye forgot: "Eat." "You eat." Ye Fan went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

After dinner, Geng Zhiye stayed with Ye Fan in bed for a nap. When he woke up and saw Ye Fan still sleeping, Geng Zhiye tucked her in and quietly went to the office.

Since Geng Zhiye didn't go out, his guards didn't have much to do. After the regular training, he went to the study room as it was still early.

This guard was the same as the one before Geng Zhiqin. He wanted to return to his hometown but his salary was too low. He didn't dare get sick without giving money to his family. He also didn't want to be too far away from the army, but he couldn't stay in the capital.

They could ask Geng Zhiye for help, but Geng Zhiye would not help because once he made a move, many people would come to him. What Geng Zhiye could do was to help them find a good place within the prescribed scope.

However, the guards had low education and although they were skilled, they had no military merits, so they could only be assigned according to their military service. However, when assigning them, they would give Geng Zhiye some face and choose a better unit. However, even in the best units, the salary of the security guards in the security department could not be too high. As a result, Geng Zhiye was entangled and panicked when he thought about the future of this guard.

Ye Fan's words in the car made him feel at ease, and he didn't feel irritated when reading the information book. He was so oblivious to what was happening outside that he didn't even notice someone sitting down opposite him.

The man knocked on the table. The guard was startled. He looked up and breathed a sigh of relief: "Is logistics okay?"

"Everything has been arranged." The person who came was the female logistics soldier that Erbao knew.

The guard asked, "You are also studying? Are you going to be transferred to civilian work soon?"

"If you don't take this opportunity to see it, you'll have to pay for it yourself if you want to go out and see it in the future." The female soldier sighed, "I thought I could stay in the capital."

Guard: "Are you talking about the blind date? You can't blame my sister-in-law for this. The person the commander said he didn't want to date you is the sales team leader of my sister-in-law's company. When their business is good, one month of their business is equivalent to one year of ours."

"No, no." The female soldier was mentally prepared, but still a little disappointed. "He still has a house. His family conditions were not good before, which was a minus point, but he made money to repair houses for his brothers and parents and to support his sister's schooling. Now his family is better off than mine. Although it sounds glorious for me to be a soldier, he was also a soldier and a guard for the division commander. In terms of age advantage, he is not much older than me. I am inferior to him in every aspect."

This was the truth. The guard didn't know how to comfort her. Suddenly he remembered something and lowered his voice to ask her opinion.

The female soldier was very confused after hearing what he said. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Let's talk about it after I decide on my transfer."

Guard: "What if you were employed by a public institution?"

"It's not that easy to get into a public institution now. My dad told me that in the past, people who took over their parents' jobs were regular employees. Now they have to work as temporary workers for a few years. I don't have any skills and I'm average in all aspects. I may also be a temporary worker first and then get a regular job based on my performance. But performance is not something that can be decided by a leader's words." The female soldier shook her head, "My family doesn't have such connections."

Guard: "Wasn't the guy in the telephone operator company a regular employee as soon as he arrived?"

"She didn't go to a big place. If she went to the county public security bureau, she would probably be a temporary worker. She is in the town police station. The town is short of people, so they gave her a permanent position because they were afraid they couldn't keep her."

The guard understood, and he went back to ask the county if he could be given a formal position. If not, he would go to the town. Anyway, his town was not far from the county seat, less than five kilometers in total.

—

In March, the institute suggested that Ye Fan go to Hong Kong to buy some unimportant computer components and try to assemble a computer. Ye Fan did not go to Hong Kong, but asked his partners to send them to him.

Ye Fan discussed the matter of developing her own computer with her partner. If her computer sells well, she can let him be the agent in Gangcheng, and Ye Fan will not charge any agency fee. Ye Fan has money and resources, and her partner is very optimistic about her. He thinks she can succeed and can make a lot of money with Ye Fan in the future, so he used his connections to get the parts for five computers.

Without the most important computer components, the customs clearance was charged according to the parts, so it didn't cost much. When the things were sent to Ye Fan's company, all the fees added up were less than the price of a computer.

Several computer cases were a huge pile, and Ye Fan couldn't get them on the bus. Her employees only had bicycles, so Ye Fan called the construction site and borrowed their motorized tricycles.

The construction site leader drove over in a pickup truck and helped Ye Fan load his things into the truck: "Boss Ye, it's time to buy a car."

Ye Fan: "Buying a pickup truck?"

"No!" The leader shook his head. "We need pickup trucks for construction work. It's not right for you to talk business in a pickup truck."

Ye Fan said: "But a small car can't carry all this."

"You are tall. Ordinary cars are not suitable for you. Buy an SUV. You can put a lot of things in the trunk. I know someone who can get an SUV from abroad. It's called a horse. If you drive it, you will definitely look like a movie star."

Ye Fan laughed: "It's not a smuggled car, right?"

"No, no." The leader shook his head. "There are smuggled cars on the market. I've heard about it, but he doesn't do that. Mainly, there are a lot of rich people in the capital now, and not many are willing to buy that kind of car, so I asked him to keep an eye out for it."

Ye Fan: "Why not make it popular?"

"It's hard to get a popular one. His family doesn't have many connections, so how dare they compete with young men and women for business." The leader asked again, "When are you free? I'll take you to see it?"

Ye Fan: "To be honest, I don't have that much money. Let's go in May when I come back from the north."

"You don't have money yet?" The young leader almost said it directly, this is a lie.

Ye Fan: "Yes. Didn't I ask you to pay me salary every month?"

The young leader was annoyed: "Look at my brain. There are two buildings that big and they need to be renovated later. Even if I have one or two million in hand, I can't touch them."

Ye Fan smiled and said, "As long as you understand."

"I understand, I understand." The young leader drove obediently, too embarrassed to continue selling.

Ye Fan felt that he really should get a car.

After the five parts were handed over to the research institute, Ye Fan asked Zhang Xiaoming how his business was going.

The business of the store was divided according to the contract, and Ye Fan took the larger share. However, because Wei Jianshe and Zhang Xiaoming worked very hard, the actual share for Ye Fan was 40%, only 10% more than the two of them. But 40% was not a small amount. Zhang Xiaoming asked Ye Fan if she was in a hurry to use the money, and he could give her half first.

Ye Fan shook his head slightly: "Let's talk about it next month. I will go to the south to check out the goods at the end of next month, and Jianshe and I will go north in early May."

Zhang Xiaoming: "Is the construction object gone?"

I received a letter from the woman yesterday. If it wasn't such a coincidence that the things came today, Ye Fan would have gone to Wei Jianshe's store: "I don't want to give up my career for a man."

People are biased. Even a simple and honest person like Zhang Xiaoming couldn't help but be sarcastic when he heard this: "Is her job in her hometown also called a career?"

Ye Fan was also very angry when she received the letter, because if she hadn't written the letter, the girl might have dragged it out until the end of time: "For ordinary citizens and ordinary people, the household registration police are very important. The household registration police are nothing here, but they have a lot of influence in small places. The police station has its own relatives, and people from ten miles around dare not bully her family.

"Then can you introduce another one to Jianshe?"

Ye Fan went to the army a few days ago and heard from the guard that there was a female comrade who was willing to meet him: "I'll ask Geng Zhiye if there are any female soldiers who are about to retire."

"You're still introducing soldiers?" Zhang Xiaoming exclaimed, "I think forget it."

Ye Fan: "There was a female soldier whose parents wanted her to return to her hometown, but she didn't want to stay in a small city all her life. Maybe it was because she could go to the city frequently and was used to the convenience of the capital. She couldn't accept going from a big city to a small town."

"Her parents insisted that she go back? How dare she talk back to them?"

Ye Fan said, "Your parents were not happy with Dong Ying bringing up a child at first, but you married her anyway? Let Jianshe go back with her, and her parents will have nothing to say."

Zhang Xiaoming understood instantly and went back with the gift: "It's almost noon, you're still going home?"

Ye Fan had never eaten in the store: "Did you buy the food or did Dong Ying deliver it?"

“Buy it and eat it.”

Ye Fan: "Then I'll go buy it."

There are restaurants on this street, but they are small restaurants like breakfast shops. Ye Fan went out to a big restaurant and ordered two dishes and a rice. He came across a roast duck restaurant and bought another roast duck.

The color was golden and shiny. Zhang Xiaoming looked at the roast duck and drooled: "I'll leave it for you to eat."

The neighbor next door came over after smelling the aroma and asked: "What smells so good?"

Zhang Xiaoming hurriedly took out his lunch box and took away most of the rice, leaving the original rice box mostly empty. He took the duck leg and took another one for himself. Just then, a neighbor came over. Zhang Xiaoming took a bite of the duck leg and said as he ate, "Roast duck!"

The neighbor smacked his lips and said, "No wonder it smells so good. Is it from Quanjude?"

Zhang Xiaoming: "Roadside stall."

"Then let me try and see if the one from Quanjude tastes better." He picked up a piece of duck breast in a very familiar manner.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. No wonder Xiao Ming was so anxious. This guy was really rude.

"Not as good as Quanjude." The neighbor finished eating and took another piece.

Zhang Xiaoming was so angry that his nose almost crooked. But because of the neighborhood, he was embarrassed to refuse: "Then buy a Quanjude roast duck for me to try at noon tomorrow. I have never eaten Quanjude roast duck."

"Go south to get the scarf tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaoming: "Then tonight. I have to sort the goods tonight and can't go back for dinner."

The neighbor turned to Ye Fan and asked, "Isn't this lesbian your lover?"

Zhang Xiaoming immediately wanted to tell him to get out. He had never seen such a stingy person before: "I told you this store is not mine and you still don't believe me. This is my boss. She bought the roast duck."

In fact, when Ye Fan first came over, several neighbors guessed that she was a shopper or a friend of Zhang Xiaoming, but they never thought that she was Zhang Xiaoming's boss, because Ye Fan rarely came. Sometimes in winter or summer, she would either wear a sun hat or a scarf. Today, they finally saw what Ye Fan looked like.

The neighbor looked at Ye Fan. Even when she was sitting, she looked more bossy than him. "Hello, Xiao Ming's boss."

Ye Fan nodded slightly: "Hello!" and then started eating the roast duck.

The neighbor pulled a stool and sat down next to her.

Ye Fan paused for a moment and looked up at Zhang Xiaoming. Why was he so familiar?

Zhang Xiaoming couldn't stand it any longer: "There's no one in your store, aren't you afraid that thieves will get in? Go and watch the store quickly. I have something to talk to the boss about."

When the neighbors heard that there was something important going on, they thought that Ye Fan didn't come here often, so he must have something to do, so they had to leave.

Ye Fan waited until he was far away before asking, "I've come here several times before and never seen this guy before?"

Zhang Xiaoming: "I didn't see him when I was looking for a store."

"Just moved in?"

Zhang Xiaoming: "The shop originally belonged to his sister. His brother-in-law had money and learned to keep a mistress. After his sister divorced his brother-in-law, she got the shop. His sister had to take care of the children and couldn't handle it alone, so she asked him to help. He said he was working for his sister, so he lived frugally and came the earliest and left the latest every day. I suspect his sister gave him the shop."

"So his sister's family is rich?"

Zhang Xiaoming said, "Who would be his brother-in-law's mistress if they don't have money? But from the way he spoke, his brother-in-law's ways are not right. It seems that he was afraid of being reported by his sister, so he gave her money and a house when divorcing her, and he was very generous."

"How dare you let her down when you have the evidence against her?"

Zhang Xiaoming couldn't understand it when he first heard this: "Who knows what these people are thinking."

After dinner, Ye Fan counted the goods and went straight home, planning to go to Wei Jianshe’s store tomorrow.

However, Geng Zhiye came back in the evening and told her that Qian Xiaoru, a female soldier in the front and rear logistics department, would leave the army in two days.

Ye Fan asked: "Want to meet Wei Jianshe before going home? No! If she never comes back, she's just kidding me."

"But she doesn't know whether Wei Jianshe is black or white, and she won't be able to explain it to her parents when she sees them later."

Ye Fan thought about it and said: "I'll ask Jianshe."

Wei Jianshe didn't want to see her again. Ye Fan told him that this girl was one or two years younger than the previous one, not as mature and impulsive as the previous one. If her parents didn't allow her to come back, she might find ways to come back to find her.

Wei Jianshe: "Then meet?"

Ye Fan: "We'll meet in a coffee shop this time. I think the last time we talked well but it didn't work out because we met in a small restaurant, which is low-class!"

(End of this chapter)