"It's over now.
My wife must misunderstand that I'm lazy."
Chen Zikun stood on the balcony and sighed.
He turned around and heard a snap under his feet, as if something was broken.
Slowly raising his feet, the red celluloid fountain pen had turned into pieces.
"The wind is so fucking strong."
Chen Zikun slowly picked up the fragments of the fountain pen, put them in his hands and tried to put them together.
The pen tip and ink bag were still intact, but the pen barrel was broken.
It would definitely not be possible to put it back together.
I was having a headache when I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.
A group of female students walked into the classroom excitedly, and Lin Wenjing was among them.
"Uncle, are you done with your homework?"
As soon as Lin Wenjing finished speaking, she saw the remains of the fountain pen in Chen Zikun's hand.
She was stunned and tears fell down.
"Well, don't cry.
I'll buy a new one to compensate you."
Chen Zikun said clumsily.
"You're so shameful.
Your lady taught you how to write with good intentions, but you broke her pen.
Can you afford to pay for it?
This was a gift from her mother."
Wang Yueqi said angrily.
"Forget it, he didn't mean it."
Lin Wenjing whispered, took the remains from Chen Zikun's hand, and left without saying a word.
"Humph" Wang Yueqi snorted coldly at Chen Zikun and turned away.
Chen Zikun scratched his head and said, "All the previous efforts have been wasted."
There was no need to delay this matter.
Chen Zikun hurried to the library.
Assistant Mao was sorting newspapers and magazines.
When he saw Chen Zikun coming in, he said, "Brother Chen is here to see Director Li.
He just went out."
Chen Zikun said: "I can find you.
I want to know where in Beijing they can sell fountain pens, the kind of delicate fountain pens with red barrels."
Assistant Mao thought for a while and said: "There are many wolf hairs and sheep hairs sold in Dong'an market, but there are few selling fountain pens.
I think the Liuguo Hotel in Dongjiaominxiang should have them."
"Thank you, Brother Mao."
Chen Zikun turned around and left, pulling his foreign car straight to Dongjiaomin Lane.
Dongjiaomin Lane is the embassy area, and is guarded by soldiers from various countries in turns.
In January, British soldiers are on duty.
Next to the iron gate, British soldiers wearing yellow woolen military uniforms and bowl-bowl steel helmets patrol back and forth, bayonets on their shoulders flashing.
At dawn, Chen Zikun pulled the foreign cart straight in and stopped at the entrance of the Liuguo Hotel.
He saw Xiao Shunzi coming out of it dejectedly.
He was actually wearing a clean coat and his face was very white.
"Xiao Shunzi, why are you here?"
Chen Zikun asked.
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"Hey, don't mention it.
This morning I heard that the Liuguo Hotel was recruiting a waiter, so I came here in a hurry, but I was rejected in the first round."
Xiao Shunzi frowned and was very frustrated.
"Why did you get kicked down?
Haven't you been preparing for a long time?"
Chen Zikun said in surprise.
Xiao Shunzi said: "I finally understand.
This waiter is not that easy to be a waiter.
Think about it, you can earn more than ten yuan in just tips every month.
Are you going crazy?
Those Chinese assistant managers in the hotel , the assistants and managers all stuffed their relatives and friends into it, and a helpless person like me was just joining in the fun, and there was no fun at all. " "Give me your registration form."
Chen Zikun said.
"Big Chen, what do you want to do?"
Xiao Shunzi hesitantly handed over his registration form, with a big cross already drawn on it.
"If they are allowed to use the social network, we are not allowed to use the social network."
Chen Zikun took the registration form in one hand and Xiao Shunzi in the other, and went straight into the gate of the Liuguo Hotel.
The Liuguo Hotel is a gathering place for ministers, officials and Beijing's upper class people from various countries.
It is decorated magnificently and the people coming and going are all well-dressed people in suits and leather shoes.
The doormen are wearing red European-style uniforms and serve the guests politely.
While sitting, he suddenly saw two Chinese men in shabby clothes strutting in.
The doorman was so shocked that he forgot to stop them.
Chen Zikun came to the front desk and rang the bell.
A waiter in a suit looked at him with disdain and said in a sarcastic tone: "We don't use coolies here."
Chen Zikun was tall and looked at him condescendingly: "Is this how you treat your guests?
Call your manager."
Xiao Shunzi was frightened, and timidly tugged at the corner of Chen Zikun's clothes: "You don't dare to mess around in this place, let's go."
Chen Zikun stood still, stared at the waiter and said, "If you didn't hear clearly, I'll say it again, call your manager."
The waiter turned and shouted: "Guard" "What's the matter?"
A man in a suit with shiny hair came over, followed by two tall Indian guards.
Judging from the name tag on his chest, he was the assistant manager of the lobby.
"These two are causing trouble."
The waiter pointed at Chen Zikun and said.
The assistant manager in the lobby was just about to ask the guards to evict the person when Chen Zikun took out a business card and said, "My master needs to see your manager for something."
The assistant manager in the lobby took the business card suspiciously, and his rigid face suddenly brightened up with a smile: "Oh, please take a seat, please.
Come here and bring two cups of coffee."
The waiters hurriedly came forward, invited Chen Zikun and Xiao Shunzi to sit on the sofa, and served them fragrant coffee and pastries.
The assistant lobby manager hurried upstairs with his business card.
"Big Chen, what are you doing?"
Xiao Shunzi was restless and frightened, and did not dare to drink coffee.
Chen Zikun crossed his legs and said proudly: "I'll help you find a job."
Just as he was talking, a blond and blue-eyed foreign manager came downstairs and spoke Chinese quite well: "Hello, may I ask Professor Gu if you have any orders?"
Chen Zikun said: "Our master asked me to bring his film and recommend this person to work here."
He pointed at the small string.
The foreign manager looked at Xiao Shunzi.
The young man was clean and energetic, with good facial features, and said: "Of course we welcome the person sent by Professor Gu.
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Jimmy, go and take him through the formalities."
Xiao Shunzi couldn't believe her ears.
She got her dream job so easily.
What magic trick did Big Chen use to make even the foreign managers of Liuguo Hotel obey her?
The foreign manager continued to say to Chen Zikun: "Please tell Professor Gu that the speech he gave at the Liuguo Hotel last time on the Spring and Autumn Period was really wonderful.
We look forward to Professor Gu coming again.
Chen Zikun said carelessly: "It's easy to say, I will naturally tell our master, but whether he comes or not is his business."
The foreigner didn't pay attention to his rudeness, but smiled and said: "If there is anything else I can do for you, please tell me."
Chen Zikun pinched a silver dollar on his waist and said, "I want to buy a fountain pen, but I don't know where to buy it."
The foreigners were secretly shocked, thinking that Gu Hongming was indeed a "weirdo".
Even his servants were the same as their masters.
They dressed like coolies from the lower class, spoke and behaved rudely, but in fact they were masters of Chinese and Western culture.
You know Ordinary Chinese people don’t even know how to use a writing brush, let alone a fountain pen.
The manager immediately arranged for a waiter to take Chen Zikun to buy pens.
Over there, Xiao Shunzi was also taken to register his name and go through the formalities.
Up to now, Xiao Shunzi had not recovered from the shock and looked at Chen Zikun eagerly. , not sure why.
Chen Zikun winked at him and followed the waiter to the store attached to the hotel.
There was a dazzling array of products from Europe and the United States, including fountain pens.
There were Montblanc from Germany, Parker from the United States, and some British and Japanese brands, except Lin.
Wenjing's slim women's fountain pen with a red barrel.
"It's so damn expensive.
Even if I have one, I can't afford it."
Chen Zikun pinched the only silver dollar in his pocket, and his self-esteem was greatly hit.
These fountain pens are expensive, and the cheapest one costs five yuan.
More than money.
I came out of the Liuguo Hotel angrily.
As soon as I walked to the rickshaw, an old man waved and said, "The rickshaw Chen Zikun was stunned and thought to himself, this is my own car and I am not doing business with anyone else.
However, it would be a good idea to use my free time to make some extra money to save up money to buy a fountain pen for my wife.
So he followed the example of other car drivers and greeted him warmly: "Old man , you are lucky, where are you going?”
The old man was wearing a long robe, with a white beard and an air of immortality.
He got into the car with the help of Chen Zikun and said, "How much does it cost to go to Fayuan Temple?"
"Whatever you give."
Chen Zikun is a cheerful person.
This business is really a coincidence.
If it were somewhere else, he, a newcomer, might not know him, but Fayuan Temple is at the south end of Xuanwumenwaijiaozi Hutong.
Went back and forth several times.
Chen Zikun pulled up the car and ran away.
He was tall and had long legs, and he ran like chasing the wind and the moon.
The old man was leisurely in the car, closing his eyes to rest.
When he arrived at the entrance of Fayuan Temple, Chen Zikun put the car down and said, "Old man, arrive."
The old man got out of the car, touched his pocket, and said with a look of shame, "I'm so sorry, I didn't bring any money."
"It's okay, just think of me as an excuse."
Chen Zikun waved his hand with great pride.
"That won't work."
The old man was very stubborn.
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"Brother, please wait here for a moment.
I'll be right back."
After that, he hurried into Fayuan Temple.
Chen Zikun had to wait at the door.
After a while, the old man came out with a piece of rice paper.
On it was an ink painting.
Several shrimps jumped out on the paper.
The ink was still wet.
It was obviously a fresh painting.
Next to it was a date and signature.
There are four seal characters on the seal: "Baishishanren".
"Brother, please accept this painting as the fare for the bus."
The old man handed the painting over.
Chen Zikun was a little unhappy.
He squatted at the door for a long time, thinking that the old man had gone back to get the money, but he took out a painting to top up the money.
A broken painting was not worth two cents for three cents.
However, seeing that the old man was kind-hearted, he just accepted it.
Just don't make things difficult for others.
"Okay, I'll take it."
Chen Zikun took the painting and threw it into the car.
He cupped his hand at the old man and turned around to leave.
After walking a dozen or so steps, a voice suddenly shouted from behind: "The rickshaw puller, stay back."
When I turned around, I saw a blind man wearing sunglasses sitting on the roadside.
Next to him was a banner with three words written on it: Hu Banxian.
"Half Immortal, you call me" Chen Zikun stopped and asked.
"Come here."
The blind man waved to him.
"What's the matter?"
Chen Zikun walked to the blind man and squatted down.
"You are going to be in trouble recently," the blind man said.
Chen Zikun said with a smile: "Don't fool me, I'm very lucky, I'm about to get a wife, how can it be so difficult?"
The blind man said: "No, no, although you have been helped by noble people recently, they have brought only small fortunes, which cannot withstand this catastrophe."
Chen Zikun laughed loudly: "Half Immortal, what you are doing is all left over from other people's tricks.
If you have the ability, guess my name, where I live, and how many people are in my family."
The blind man said: "It's simple.
Stretch out your hand and let me see."
Chen Zikun wondered: "Aren't you blind?
How do you see it?"
The blind man took off his sunglasses and said, "You must be blind if you wear sunglasses?"
His eyes were bright and clear, and he was not blind at all.
"Oops, I'm sorry."
Chen Zikun quickly apologized and stretched out his left hand.
Hu Banxian looked at his palm prints, then looked at his face, stroked his beard and said, "Although you speak with a foreign accent, you are a southerner and a northern prime minister, with resolute and resolute features in your brows.
You should be from Hunan, young and old."
Leaving home, fear I'm afraid that my parents can no longer have both.
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