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Chapter 91 What, my father is a big boss? (1310)

"What's going on? Tell me slowly."

Liu Rulong: "Last month, and this month, my dad didn't send me any money!"

Wei Ming: "So you guess something happened to your dad?"

"Yeah!" Aaron said, "I wrote him a letter, but he didn't reply for a month."

Wei Ming didn't have this worry, because he knew that Uncle Liu and Teacher Yang would have a second child named Liu Ruyan in the future, so nothing would go wrong now.

"Have you asked Teacher Yang?"

"What if my mother doesn't know about his accident? If I ask her, she will be worried if she finds out."

"As for the communication frequency between your father and mother, I'm afraid you should know it by now. Maybe Teacher Yang was afraid that you would worry, so he didn't mention it."

Liu Rulong felt that what he said made sense.

"Then I'll call tomorrow to ask about the situation." Liu Rulong said this was the only way.

As a result, the next day, Wei Ming was developing photos in the darkroom when Liu Rulong came again.

"I called the school, and they said my mom had suddenly asked for leave and hadn't been to work for half a month!"

"what!?"

Now Wei Ming didn’t dare to make any guarantees. Could it be the butterfly effect?

Moreover, Hong Kong is so far away and communication is also very difficult. For the time being, Wei Ming feels that he can only use the connections he has just accumulated.

"Aaron, come with me to the Yanjing Hotel!"

"what?"

Wei Ming: "Wait a moment, I'll develop this photo first."

"When will you wash..."

However, when Liu Rulong saw the person in the photo, he shut his mouth obediently.

When he saw Wei Ming and Liu Rulong riding their bikes past the South Gate, Biaozi hurriedly shouted, "Where are you going, Brother Ming? Didn't you agree to go to the sports school today?"

"Biaozi, I'm afraid I can't go today. Let's go another day."

Biaozi: Some other day, some other day Yan Zi will come back.
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Yanjing Hotel is located on Chang'an Avenue, adjacent to Wangfujing Commercial Street. It is also one of the few large hotels in Beijing that currently receives foreign guests, and it has integrated catering.

Wei Ming knew that Xia Meng lived here, but after the literary congress yesterday, he didn't know whether she had left or not, so he could only take a gamble.

When we first heard that Wei Ming and his friends were looking for Ms. Xia Meng, the security guard wouldn't let them in. It's no use saying you know her. Ms. Xia Meng also has fans in mainland China, and they all say they know her.

The security standards of this place are much higher than those of Peking University, and they even carry guns.

So Wei Ming could only show the photos he had just developed.

When he saw the old lady between the two of them, he was shocked all over.

"May I ask you are?"

It really works! I'm using you.

Wei Ming was not annoyed, it was all work.

"I'm a writer and I have something to discuss with Ms. Xia Meng. Tell her I'm Wei Ming from Peking University. If she doesn't see me, we'll leave immediately."

So the security guard hurried over to report it.

To be honest, there were so many people who took photos with Xia Meng these days that she couldn't remember some of them, but she remembered Wei Ming.

First, he was young, second, he was handsome, and third, he always mentioned Peking University. The Weiming Lake at Peking University is very famous, so she took note of Wei Ming from Peking University, and also knew that the poem "Ideal" recited by Mr. Sun Daolin was written by him.

However, she recently read a new poem by Wei Ming, "Far and Near", which she liked better.

"Please come in." After seeking Ms. Xia Meng's consent, Wei Ming and A Long went upstairs to her private room.

"Comrade Wei Ming, we meet again."

Aaron was a little dazed. Is this the woman that Jin Yong had been obsessed with? Although she is a little old, she is so elegant and beautiful!

Liu Rulong was indeed Wei Ming's guide to martial arts novels. After he came back from Guangdong, he often told Wei Ming about Jin Yong's martial arts novels he had read there, and he also knew about Wei Ming's obsession with Jin Yong.

After greeting, Wei Ming introduced Liu Rulong's identity and explained the purpose of his visit in the simplest language.

"This visit is very intrusive, but my classmate is really worried about his father's safety, and I can't contact them, so I can only think of asking you for help."

Xia Meng nodded: "What do you need me to do?"

Wei Ming: "Can you use your connections in Hong Kong to ask the police if there is a person named Liu Bin from Foshan who has been detained or... killed?"

Hearing the last two words, Liu Rulong clenched his hands, his breathing quickened, and his worry grew even greater.

"Okay, no problem, let's go downstairs and make a call. The phone in the room doesn't work."

There was an international hotline available in the lobby downstairs, so Xia Meng called her husband in Hong Kong.

"You may have to wait a while," Xia Meng said with a smile after hanging up the phone, "It's getting late, I'll treat you two to dinner."

"Are you going to catch a plane? Otherwise, we can just wait here." Wei Ming said. He saw that the other party had packed his luggage.

Xia Meng smiled and said, "The flight is in the evening, there's no rush."

Then Xia Meng asked the waiter to help answer the phone, and then took the two of them to eat.

During the meal, Liu Rulong remained silent, while Wei Ming was responsible for chatting.

Xia Meng was quite interested in this young writer, so Wei Ming shared some of his own creative experiences with her, and even told her that he was conceiving a martial arts novel.

"Ah, you want to write a martial arts novel?"

"Yes, now when we talk about martial arts novels, we think of Hong Kong's Jin Yong and Taiwan's Gu Long. There are no famous martial arts novelists in the mainland except during the Republic of China period. I want to fill this gap. Besides, didn't the National Congress of Literature and Art also say that we should let a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend? How can there be no martial arts novels in the mainland?"

"Haha, you have great ambitions." Although Xia Meng didn't read martial arts novels much, she didn't dislike them. She also didn't look down on popular novels as much as people in the mainland. She also wished Wei Ming well, "I hope you can be as famous as them one day."

As they were chatting, the waiter came over to tell them that a call had come in from Hong Kong. Liu Rulong quickly said, "I'll answer it. You guys can eat first."

He was afraid that he would hear the worst news and worried that he would cry in front of so many people.

A few minutes later, Liu Rulong came back. He didn't cry, but his face didn't look very good either.

He took the initiative to say: "It's all right now, thank you Ms. Xia."

Xia Meng didn't ask any more questions: "I'm glad you're okay. I'm happy to be able to help. Come eat."

Not only did she help, but she also treated him to a star-rated dinner. What a nice person! Wei Ming decided not to bargain with her when they worked together in the future.

Before leaving, he gave the photo of the three of them to Xia Meng. She liked it very much and went back to print a few more copies.

After leaving the Yanjing Hotel, Wei Ming asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Liu Rulong looked embarrassed: "My father was arrested."

"What's the reason?"

Liu Rulong was even more embarrassed: "Organizing illegal activities."

"What?"

Liu Rulong looked at Wei Ming in confusion: "My dad, and he's a big boss."

Wei Ming shouted "Fuck", he finally understood why Liu Rulong eventually took that path in Japan, it turned out to be a family inheritance!
"But how could your father, a college student, choose this path?" Wei Ming was very puzzled. Uncle Liu was wearing glasses and looked very gentle.

"Maybe it was to make money so that my mother and I could live a good life, but in fact, even without his money, I am living a happy life. I wish he hadn't left." Speaking of this, Aaron finally couldn't help crying.

Wei Ming patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"Did they say how long it would take to be released?"

"Aunt Xia's husband estimated that it would take at least half a year, and at most two to three years."

Wei Ming thought to himself that it was not a bad crime.

"Do you have enough money on you?" he asked again.

"It's enough for now, but it won't be enough for next month. But I can ask grandpa for more."

Wei Ming said: "Remember to pay attention to the letters at the school gate. The illustration fee for Children's Literature should be coming soon. If it's still not enough, come to me. Brother, I'm very rich."

Hearing this, Liu Rulong burst into laughter and said, "Actually, I don't need the money from my family. I can support myself with my own skills!"

"That's right."

Wei Ming checked the time: "Well, it's still early. Do you want to go with me to the Shichahai Sports School?"

"what?"

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About two hours later, they finally waited for Zhao Debiao, who had pedaled his bicycle out of sparks, at the entrance of the sports school.

Wei Ming called Nanmen and asked Biaozi to come over quickly and invite Coach Wu to dinner tonight.

"Have you two finished your business?"

"Ah."

Biaozi chuckled and parked the car at the door: "Welcome to Zhao Debiao's Shichahai Sports School!"

Three minutes later, "Uncle, I went to school here before. I'm De Biao, the most ruthless man in Shichahai. Ask them all and let me in!"

Looking at the closed door, Wei Ming shook his head: "Biaozi, your reputation is not very good."

Zhao Debiao: "Brother Ming, let's climb over the wall. I know where we can get in!"

When he found the most suitable spot to climb over the wall, Wei Ming held him up. Just as he was about to climb over the wall, he saw a strong middle-aged man riding a bicycle passing by, shouting, "Mani! Mani!"

Zhao Debiao was so frightened that he turned around and shouted, "Coach, I missed you!"

"Zhao Debiao!" Coach Wu narrowed his eyes, and Zhao Debiao fell directly from the wall.

Ten minutes later, in a small state-owned restaurant, Wu Bin, the ace coach in the martial arts world who had trained Li Lianjie, Wu Jing, Wang Qun, Kou Zhanwen, Huang Qiuyan and others, had already understood Wei Ming's intention.

He wanted to write a martial arts novel about the Qing Dynasty and wanted to learn some knowledge about martial arts.

Zhao Debiao specifically stated: "Coach, this is the most amazing writer under the age of 20 in China right now."

Aaron added: “The same is true for those under 30.”

Wu Bin took a sip of wine and asked, "Which aspect do you want to know more about?"

Wei Ming accompanied him with a drink: "Let's talk about Hung Gar first."

The story that Wei Ming wants to write is related to the Tiandihui, which is actually the Hongmen, and the name of the Hongmen actually comes from the Xiaohongquan.

Since he was going to write a martial arts novel, Wei Ming hoped that he could write it professionally and make people's blood boil through his words.

Wu Bin is worthy of being a martial arts master. He explained thoroughly the origin and development of this kung fu, as well as the boxing style. While he was talking, he also asked Zhao Debiao to demonstrate on the spot, which made the hotel manager murmur for a while.

"What about Baguazhang?"

Wu Bin glanced at Biaozi, then put down his chopsticks and continued his demonstration.

"Mantis Fist..."

"Biaozi, show it."

Wei Ming discovered a problem: "Biaozi, you know everything!"

Wu Bin snorted, "You know everything but are good at nothing. If you had specialized in one thing, you wouldn't have failed to win a city championship when you were young."

Zhao Debiao scratched his head in embarrassment, but Wei Ming's eyes were shining. He actually was guarding a living encyclopedia of Chinese martial arts!

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