Zhang Yanming and Li Wulan arrived in Shanghai on the 21st, Saturday.

Starting from May 1995, weekends have been implemented, and business can only be done on Monday and the 23rd.

After taking a shower, Li Wulan washed and hung up their underwear, and then they walked out of the hotel holding hands.

To be honest, even in so many dreams, Zhang Yanming was not that familiar with the Licha Hotel. He had never dealt with stocks and finance in several lifetimes, and he was completely considered a newcomer.

And as someone who has been setting up industries, he has some inner resistance to the financial system. Only those who know the inside story know what they represent to the industry.

But as the saying goes, people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves. Now he can only rely on this to make the first bucket of money.

It is said that most Chinese proverbs and sayings were formed after the Song Dynasty, and were used and learned by people regardless of north or south. Just like this sentence, people in the north also say it, but they don’t actually understand why they have to bow their heads when the eaves are so high. ?

At that time, China's territory was the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Lingnan areas, including Shanghai.

Why is it said that people have to bow their heads when under the eaves? Zhang Yanming once lived in Shanghai for nearly two years in a dream. A local friend told him that when he was a child, eight or nine years old, he dug up the eaves while playing alone. I was beaten by my father.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhang Yanming asked, looking at Li Wulan who was looking around.

"I don't know. What's delicious here? I've never been here."

"Uh." Zhang Yanming scratched his head a little. People in Shencheng eat sweet food. When frying a small plate of kelp, they put a spoonful of sugar in it. To be honest, northerners are really not used to it, and it makes them uncomfortable to watch.

"How about we go for a walk? Eat whatever you want when you see it. Can you still hold on?" Li Wulan's stomach was growling just now when she came downstairs.

After looking around, Li Wulan said, "You can eat here at this hotel. After you finish eating, you can take me to the Bund to see the Bund. I've wanted to see the Bund and Yingtian Road for a long time."

Zhang Yanming turned to look at the hotel: "That's okay, it shouldn't be that sweet here. Do you want Western food or Chinese food?"

"I've never had Western food before, hehe." Li Wulan laughed a few times, a little naughty and a little embarrassed.

"Okay." The two of them returned to the hotel and went to the Western restaurant.

At this moment, there were many people sitting in the cafe next to the window on the first floor. The smell of coffee and fragrance lingered in the room. The guests were well-dressed and gathered together in groups of three or five, talking in low voices. Most of them were talking about stocks. Related topics.

"Does the coffee taste good?"

Li Wulan asked in a low voice.

"Have you never drank it? Well, I can't say whether it tastes good or not. The key is whether you are used to it or not. It tastes a bit bitter. You will know after you have a cup when you eat."

The Western restaurant is very retro, maintaining the original old-fashioned Baroque style, with dome chandeliers, snow-white tablecloths, large European-style chairs, and oil paintings hanging on the dark wooden walls. When the carpet enters it, it feels like you have arrived in the Middle Ages.

"This place is very famous. It is the earliest Western business industry in business. Our country's first electric light, first telephone, first elevator, first circus, first semi-sound film, and first ballroom dance. They were all born here, and it was the best and most high-end hotel in the past.”

Zhang Yanming introduced Li Wulan in a low voice and helped her pull out the heavy seat for her to sit down.

"It used to be a place to receive important guests from various countries. In 1991, the first nationally recognized stock exchange was opened here. Countless millionaires have been produced here in recent years."

In the 1990s, the stock exchange was able to rent the largest banquet hall here mainly because the banquet business was sluggish, and the people were still poor at that time.

The food and beverage prices in Licha have never been very affordable.

Maybe it’s because we are face to face with the Mauritian and Russian consulate. There are many Mauritian and Russian dishes here, and this Northeastern person has no problem eating them, so it saves trouble.

Just like braised beef with potatoes, this is an authentic Mauryan dish, but everyone in the Northeast can stew it, from snack to adult.

The influence of Mauritius on Northeast China is not generally great. From Bingcheng to the south and east, along the China Eastern Railway, most of the surrounding cities were built by other people.

There were a lot of people in the restaurant, and most of them were hairy, sunken-eyed foreigners. I couldn't tell which country they were from, and they all sounded the same: I couldn't understand them anyway.

During this period, Shanghai was the city with the most foreigners.

Maybe it’s because people in Shencheng are so arrogant: Foreigners only recognize our place. This is a fact, otherwise the country would not set this place as a window to develop without regard for balance.

"Are foreigners so hairy? It's not like that in movies."

"Shh. Those are from shaving, shaving every day, or hair removal. Don't talk about this, in case people don't understand."

When the coffee came, Li Wulan took a sip out of curiosity and twitched her face: "It's so bitter, and it tastes like paste."

Zhang Yanming laughed, picked up the sugar on the table and helped her add sugar: "You have to put sugar cubes in. We are not used to the original flavor. You can try it again."

Chinese people like sweetness. Sweetness can bring joy to people and relax the mind. We have been oppressed for too long.

There were four cubes of sugar in a cup of coffee. Li Wulan felt better now, but she still couldn't get used to it. She took a few sips and handed it to Zhang Yanming: "How much does it cost? Such a cup."

"Forty." Zhang Yanming took a sip and added too much sugar. If you knew she didn't drink, she wouldn't have put so much sugar.

Li Wulan stretched out four white and slender fingers in shock: "Forty?"

Zhang Yanming smiled and folded the other cup without adding sugar into this cup. After pouring it back and forth for a while, both cups were sweet. A foreign girl next to him looked interesting and covered his mouth and snickered.

"Shaorui. To Bao Qi." The foreign girl's companion reached out and made a gesture to apologize to Zhang Yanming. His companion was rude.

"It's okay." Zhang Yanming replied with a smile and a nod.

"Wow, solid. Friend, it's great that you can understand what I'm saying." The guy seemed a little excited.

"A little bit, we can only communicate in a simple way. It's too complicated and it won't work." Zhang Yanming said politely. In fact, this is indeed the case. His English level is average and he can just cope with it.

"This is my first time in China. No one here understands what I say. It costs a lot of money to have a translator. I'm so happy to meet you."

The waiter came up with the dishes, and Zhang Yanming made an apologetic gesture: "Sorry, we can go have a cup of coffee together later. My friend and I will eat first."

"Shaorui Shaorui. Sorry, I'm a little excited. I'll treat you later."

Li Wulan flashed her little star and asked in a low voice: "What are you talking about?"

Zhang Yanming smiled: "Let's eat. He said he would treat us to coffee later."

Li Wulan curled her lips: "It doesn't taste good."
Chapter completed!