Exciting 1979!

Chapter 207 Three long and one short, red and slightly curly (guaranteed two-in-one)

Although she went to bed late, Melinda got up early because their chairman had a meeting with senior executives today and she needed to be present, so she had to go back to prepare.

While Melinda was washing up in the bathroom, Wei Ming leaned against the door. Music was playing in the living room. It was the album of the British band Genesis that she had brought last night.

The band's lead singer, Phil Collins, has a daughter named Lily Collins.

"Will we meet again?" Wei Ming asked.

"Sure. Meet me at the entrance of the State Guesthouse at 6pm. I'll give you the hardcover editions and other best-selling children's books. You better hurry up."

"Then can you come out?"

"No, I have a dinner tonight with leaders from the Chinese publishing industry. Our chairman also hopes to enter the Chinese market, and I must be there, so I can only take time out to come out."

"So you're leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, he's gone." Melinda saw the regret on Wei Ming's face through the mirror. They hadn't seen each other for half a year, and they only spent one night together.

So she lifted up her pajamas and said, "The next time we meet, we may have to wait until I come to China, or until you go to England. I don't know how many years it will take. You can do whatever you want."

Wei Mingcao snorted: "What do you think I am? That's not what I meant."

Melinda smiled and turned back: "Are you tired?"

Wei Ming: "Wait for me, I'll go get a condom!"

Chinese people have always been strong all their lives, and they must not let foreign girls look down on them at a time like this. Wei Ming is not fighting for himself, but for the honor of Chinese men!

This is a battle to restore reputation!

But Melinda stopped him and proposed a bolder idea: "No need to take it, just come directly. Your period just ended the day before yesterday, so it's safe now."

This invitation was too attractive to Wei Ming. He always felt that people's hearts were separated by their stomachs and their laces. Without that layer of separation, people could truly connect seamlessly and trust each other.

Now, Wei Ming and Melinda are not only former lovers, but also partners in each other's success and must trust each other unconditionally.

So Melinda held the sink and Wei Ming held Melinda, trying to bring their friendship to a new peak.

Almost an album's worth of time had passed, and Wei Ming asked Melinda worriedly, "Will it interfere with your work?"

"No, I knew this would happen, so I left enough time. Now I really need to pack up and get ready to leave."

"it is good."

Wei Ming knew that they would have to separate eventually, so he didn't bother Melinda anymore. He packed up and left the bathroom.

However, he was stunned and found something at the door.

He walked over and saw a cloth bag on the ground. It was definitely not there before. Wei Ming's heart skipped a beat. He opened the bag and saw the green rice dumplings inside.

The color of this rice dumpling is very similar to Zhu Lin’s head at this moment.

Wei Ming remembered what Zhu Lin said last night, that she was going home to help her mother make rice dumplings. Looking at these ugly rice dumplings, he was sure that they must be the love dumplings made by Sister Lin herself.

He immediately ran to the window, but could no longer see Sister Lin.

When Melinda came out of the bedroom in an elegant outfit, she saw Wei Ming sitting on the sofa smoking with a bag in front of him.

"Didn't you say smoking is harmful to health and you never smoke?" Melinda asked curiously.

"Now I wish I could be less healthy, maybe I could get some sympathy points."

Melinda didn't quite understand and asked, "What is this?"

"Zongzi." Wei Ming took out one, opened it and put it into his mouth.

Melinda: "I know this. Happy Dragon Boat Festival, right? It turns out that today is the day when Qu Yuan jumped into the river!"

Wei Ming said nothing, but just ate the rice dumplings, one after another.

"Don't eat them all. Leave some for me to take away. I haven't eaten yet."

Wei Ming: "Okay, I'll get you a bag."

Melinda smiled and said, "Were you ready to come out yesterday?"

Wei Ming: "No, someone just delivered it this morning."

"Why didn't I see it?"

"I didn't see it either. We were busy at the time."

Melinda: "..."

She suddenly realized it, looking embarrassed: "So was I seen naked?"

"Don't worry, it's a woman."

Melinda breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you are the one who will suffer... Wait! A woman? Could it be your girlfriend?"

Wei Ming sighed: "Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. You go first. Mei Wenhua and I will go there together in the afternoon and pick up his bike by the way."

Gan Linniang’s plum culture, look at what you have done!

Melinda originally wanted Wei Ming to send her back, but now she couldn't say it. It was so embarrassing. Although it was her first love, it was a thing of the past after all.

"Well, don't be so anxious and angry. Think positively about everything."

"What good can it do?"

Melinda: "At least she knows you have overseas connections, which should be a good thing for the Chinese."

Wei Ming saw that she was serious and became annoyed: "Go, go, go. I won't see you off."

Melinda: Humph, you can talk tough when you pull up your pants.

After Melinda left, the irritable Wei Ming calmed down and quickly started cleaning the room. He also arranged the remaining rice dumplings in the shape of a heart on the dining table, and hand-washed and dried the pajamas that Melinda had worn before. Finally, he went downstairs carrying a garbage bag.

Melinda actually left her stockings behind. She couldn't throw them away, nor could she keep them, so she could only hide them behind a book on the bookshelf.

I don’t know how long Sister Lin has been watching. She must be very angry now. I have indeed shown fighting power on Melinda that far exceeds when I was with her.

The more Wei Ming thought about it, the angrier he became. After arriving at Peking University, he went to the dormitory first, ready to find trouble with Mei Wenhua.

But now there is only Biaozi doing push-ups in the dormitory. Looking at the bulging muscles under his small vest, Wei Ming nodded with satisfaction. It's just that his skin is a little white. He needs to expose it to the sun later. It would be even better if it is stained with a layer of soy sauce color after 180 days of sun exposure.

As soon as I left the dormitory and went upstairs, I ran into Liu Zhenyun. He came to pay back the money for yesterday's meal.

As soon as Wei Ming picked up the phone, he heard Mei Wenhua's voice, which he had been listening to for a while.

"Hey, Lao Liu, you didn't even invite us when you went to the restaurant."

Liu Zhenyun said frivolously: "Western food is too expensive. I can't afford it."

"Western food?" Mei Wenhua then looked at Wei Ming, "You and Melinda are eating Western food?"

Liu Zhenyun was surprised: "Melinda? What Melinda?"

"You may not know this, but Melinda came back yesterday," Mei Wenhua said proudly, "She came to see Brother Ming on purpose, and I gave her the address and phone number. In the end, I even lent her my motorcycle."

Liu Zhenyun's eyes widened. He looked at Wei Ming's expression which changed from purple to green, and thought of the beautiful sister named Zhu Lin.

Xiaomei, you are in trouble, you are dead!

Liu Zhenyun, who was about to leave after paying back the money, decided to stay and watch the show.

Mei Wenhua patted Wei Ming on the shoulder and said, "You don't have to thank me. We are close friends. Besides, Melinda and I both have the last name Mei."

Wei Ming just kept smiling.

Then Mei Wenhua held out his hand: "Where are my car keys?"

Wei Ming: "Your car has been confiscated."

"Ah, what? Why?!"

Wei Ming: "Melinda was riding a motorcycle when she was stopped by the traffic police. They said she was a foreigner riding a motorcycle without a license. They released her but confiscated her motorcycle and turned it over to the state treasury."

Mei Wenhua took two steps back and slid to the ground, leaning against the wall.

"My car, my Suzuki!"

Mei Wenhua spent much more time and effort on this motorcycle than on the previous Xiao Fei Ge. He kept it spotless, just like he would his wife. Every time Biaozi finished using it, he would take care of it again.

After howling twice, Mei Wenhua stood up again. He wiped his nose and said, "It's okay. Melinda is a very particular person. She will definitely compensate me."

Wei Ming: "You overestimate your family. She has already left Yanjing."

"What!" Mei Wenhua screamed, then looked at Wei Ming, "She's your girlfriend, don't you have to be responsible for me?"

Wei Ming smiled and shook his head: "She is my ex-girlfriend. We are no longer related, and I already have a new girlfriend, right, Lao Liu? You met her yesterday."

Liu Zhenyun's eyes lit up and said, "What did I say? I said their relationship is not pure!"
He chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes. I saw her at Lao Mo yesterday. She was so pretty, much better than our Mei Zi."

Wei Ming finally gave her the identity that he did not acknowledge yesterday.

However, Zhu Lin no longer wanted it.

Early this morning she happily delivered rice dumplings to Wei Ming, and as soon as she entered the door she heard foreign songs playing.

She thought Wei Ming was in the kitchen, but when she passed by the bathroom, she saw a shocking scene through the crack in the door and heard an embarrassing scream.

Zhu Lin didn't even see who Wei Ming was sprinting towards, and she didn't have the courage to push the door open to question him.

Saying that I was his girlfriend was just a joke from an immature little man. It was ridiculous that I took it seriously.

Zhu Lin made a self-deprecating remark, dropped the bag of rice dumplings and ran away. She couldn't imagine how awkward it would be for the three of them if she walked into the bathroom.

She still left some decent things for everyone, but the more she thought about it at work, the angrier she became, and the more she felt like a coward, so she asked for leave and left work early and went straight to the Overseas Chinese Apartment.

She wants to take away everything that belongs to her!
If Wei Ming had not given her hope before, she would not have reacted so strongly, but he did something that let her down immediately after making a promise to her.

You can at least wait two days!
As soon as Zhu Lin opened the door and entered, he saw the "zongzi heart" on the dining table. He knew that he had been there before. Did he think that this little trick could make him change his mind?

Humph, childish!

And you made the table sticky. You know how hard it is to clean it. But I won't help you clean it this time! Zhu Lin thought stubbornly.

She was just about to go to the second bedroom to pack her things when she saw her pajamas hanging on the balcony.

Wet, freshly washed. Great, that woman not only sleeps with her own man, but also wears her own clothes!

Zhu Lin's eyes were red, and she quietly packed up her things. She decided that she would never come to this place again. It was too bullying.

Then she went to the bathroom to get her toiletries, but when she saw the sink she felt sad. How could she do that here?

This is the place to wash your hands and face!

As he was collecting, Zhu Lin suddenly saw something.

She squatted down and saw a piece of red hair under the sink. She picked up the hair. It was a very long hair and a little curly.

Zhu Lin suddenly thought of Melinda, whom he had only seen in photos.

Is it her? She has come back?

The return of the king?

Zhu Lin stopped cleaning up and continued looking for clues.

In fact, Wei Ming cleaned up very thoroughly. He hoped to erase as much evidence of Melinda's presence here as possible. Although Zhu Lin had already seen it, he still hoped that she would feel a little better. However, there were still some omissions.

Soon Zhu Lin found another long red hair of the same style on the sofa.

Finally Zhu Lin went to bed and found two red hairs, one long and one short.

There are three long and one short in total!
Zhu Lin even opened the photo album and found Melinda's color photo. After comparison, he finally confirmed that it was her!

She's making a comeback!

Zhu Lin checked their family planning supplies again. She counted them all and found that three of them had been used.

Three! Too greedy!

However, after confirming the identity of the woman, Zhu Lin found that he was not as angry as he was at the beginning.

After all, she was my first love, and we didn't break up due to emotional problems. It's understandable that I felt a little impulsive when we met again today.

The important thing is whether Melinda will leave in the future, Zhu Lin thought helplessly.

She even wanted to put back the things she had just packed and pretend nothing had happened.

But the rice dumplings on the table reminded her that it was useless, because he knew she had been there, and if she did not show any reaction, he would become even more unscrupulous in the future.

I must be tough this time!

But I’m alone with only a bicycle, and I can’t take so many things with me at once.

So Zhu Lin selectively took away some of his own things, preparing to come back and get them later when he had the chance.

To show her determination, she even stuffed the key through the crack in the door.

~
Wei Ming was in a good mood after "cheating" Mei Wenhua and planned to tell him the truth in the afternoon.

At noon, he rode his motorcycle to Zhu Lin's unit, but after waiting for the whole afternoon, he didn't see anyone, so he had no choice but to go home.

Then I saw Zhu Lin’s key at the door of her house. She had come back!

Wei Ming looked around quickly and found that some things were missing from the house, some things that belonged to Zhu Lin. Was she drawing a line between them and him?
It seemed that the division was not completely clear, and there were still many of her things in the house that she had not taken away.

Wei Ming breathed a sigh of relief. There was still a chance. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Sister, just wait for me!

~
At school, Mei Wenhua looked at Biaozi in despair: "Why aren't you in a hurry at all? You own half of the motorcycle, too."

Biaozi, who was doing sit-ups, said, "Because I'm about to join the crew to film, and I won't need it anyway."

"What about when you come back from filming? You don't need it!" Xiaomei was angry.

Biaozi: "It's already a long time, I believe Brother Ming will definitely solve it."

"What's there to solve? It's been confiscated by the relevant departments and turned over to the national treasury. How can it be recovered?" Xiaomei was heartbroken.

At this time, Wei Ming, who had just got off work, came to the dormitory.

"Xiaomei, come with me to get your car."

"Ah, the car is coming back!?" Mei Wenhua jumped up in surprise.

Biaozi: "What did I say? Brother Xinming, you won't lose anything."

Half an hour later, looking at the sign in front of him, Mei Wenhua felt a little empty.

"Brother Ming, where are you from?"

Wei Ming: "Isn't it written there? It's not like you can't read."

Mei Wenhua: "Melinda lives in a place like this now? She's doing pretty well!"

"It's OK. It's mainly because I followed the right boss." Wei Ming then introduced the background of Melinda's boss Harold Macmillan. Mei Wenhua was dumbfounded. He was once the head of a country, a big and powerful country like Britain. No wonder he could live in such a place.

After a while, Melinda came out wearing a beautiful long dress, and a staff member pushed out a motorcycle with a full bag on it.

"Melinda, you are too polite. It's just one day of using the motorcycle. You don't need to deliver so many things."

Wei Ming walked over: "Go, go, this is for me."

Melinda first took out the hardcover edition of "Jumanji" from her bag and showed it to Wei Ming. The entire design style was designed by Melinda, and she put a lot of effort into it.

Mei Wenhua took a look and said that he was really uneducated. This turned out to be a book! It was made like a gift box~
Since the dinner was about to begin, Melinda kept her story short.

"After returning home, should I open an overseas account under your identity? This way, I can use my foreign exchange earnings normally when I go abroad in the future."

If the money is transferred to Wei Ming's account in China, it would not be very convenient. The country needs foreign exchange too much, so it would be difficult for the money to go out after it comes in.

"Okay, let's open a branch in Hong Kong," Wei Ming said, as he would go to Hong Kong sooner or later, "but you can also remit part of it back to China." Sometimes he also needed to use foreign exchange coupons to buy things.

Melinda smiled and said, "Go to Hong Kong. It's very convenient to go to the UK from Hong Kong."

"Okay, I'll write to you and let you know your account number. The hardcover edition will be reprinted, and you'll get royalties. After the American branch publishes Jumanji, you'll get a large amount of royalties, too."

Melinda estimated that Wei Ming could earn at least $10 from this book, which is considered a high income even in the UK, not to mention in China.

The two did not communicate in English, but Mei Wenhua understood the whole thing. Wow, it turns out that Melinda returned to China this time not only to rekindle her old love, but also to have the story of the money-giving boy!

Brother Ming has actually started to earn royalties from foreign countries, how much money does that have to be!
He thought of what Wei Ming had just said. Personal efforts and abilities are important, but following the right boss (big brother) is also important.

Finally, Melinda urged Wei Ming to write the new work as soon as possible, because it still needs translation and to arrange appointments with painters, so the timeline will be longer. She hopes to release Mr Why's new work by the beginning of next year at the latest.

After Melinda went in, Wei Ming put the bag in the car, and Mei Wenhua immediately started the car and followed.

"Brother Ming, how much did you earn from the manuscript this time?"

"Okay, I earned a few more houses." Wei Ming said generally.

"Awesome, so awesome!"

Mei Wenhua grimaced after hearing this. He had plagiarized "Jumanji" before, and he made so much money with just a few words!
And it seems that this is only part of it, there is more to come, even more, "Then you must be very distressed with so much money and nowhere to spend it."

Wei Ming: "Don't worry about it. Just buy a few more houses. I may also put letters from foreign young readers in the future."

He thought he could buy a courtyard house for fun this time.

In this era, there is no point in saving money; it only has value when you spend it.

In addition to the future appreciation of the courtyard house, there is also safety. Although Old Sun in the Overseas Chinese Apartment has a good relationship with me, it is still risky to frequently bring different girls home.

It's okay now but something might go wrong in a few years. But wouldn't it be okay to just take different girls back to different homes?

I don’t know whether Sister Xue likes the courtyard house. If she doesn’t, you can also consider the commercial housing in Tuanjie Lake. They don’t cost much anyway.

Wei Ming, who had 20,000 US dollars in his hand, which was equivalent to approximately 30,000 to 100,000 RMB, felt a little inflated.

While he was thinking, Mei Wenhua asked, "Brother Ming, how about you also take part in the business between Biaozi and me?"

Wei Ming chuckled: "Your petty quarrels are meaningless."

Mei Wenhua: "But if you are included, it won't be just a small fight anymore."

"If I invest my money, what will you and Biaozi have left? You will be working for me. That's not appropriate, not appropriate."

What Wei Ming said was true. He is much richer than Mei Biao. How is the proportion calculated?
But if you don't invest that much, it's just a small thing and won't mean much.

Mei Wenhua only weighed the pros and cons in his mind and immediately said, "No, we are happy to work for you. We will definitely earn more than working on our own."

Moreover, with the financial support of a big boss, the risk is greatly reduced. It's just that one more person takes away most of the profits, but the total profit is multiplied compared to working alone!

With the money Wei Ming has, it is more than enough to buy a house. Investing in business is indeed a good choice, as long as you don't put too much effort into it.

Writing novels and falling in love are already taxing enough, and he doesn't want to invest too much energy in other careers. At most, he can come up with a few ideas.

Wei Ming said: "You should discuss it with Biaozi. See you later."

Afterwards, Wei Ming returned to his home and Mei Wenhua returned to Peking University.

At the same time, at a dinner party at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, leaders from the Ministry of Culture and the National Press and Publication Administration were having a cordial conversation with Harold Macmillan. Melinda was elegantly dressed and translating on the side, with no sign of the wildness she exhibited at the sink.

Old Harold came this time hoping that Macmillan Publishing's works could enter the Chinese market, especially English textbooks.

Melinda, an expert on China, once told him that the weight of English scores in China's college entrance examination has increased this year and will continue to increase, and that China has huge market space in this regard.

When they finished the translation and started to eat, a deputy director of the Publishing Bureau, who graduated from Peking University, approached Melinda and talked about the British publishing industry. Melinda smiled and asked, "Have you heard of Jumanji?"

The deputy director also had a child. He nodded and said, "I think I've heard of it. The author's name is a bit strange. It must be Wei Heshi, right?"

He even remembered the pen name "Wei Shenme" very clearly because it was very distinctive, but he almost forgot the title of the book.

Melinda smiled and said, "Yes, our publishing house introduced this novel, and it received wide acclaim in the UK after it was published."

"Ah, there is such a thing!"

The deputy director was first worried, how could the book be published abroad without going through the Publishing Bureau!
After listening to Melinda talk about the sensation the novel caused in the UK, I learned that it will even be released in the United States and other countries, and will be translated into other languages, becoming a children's literature work with worldwide influence.

The deputy director immediately became excited: Our Publishing Bureau is indeed well-led and has achieved such results without making any noise!

……

(Yesterday's guaranteed price~)

(End of this chapter)