The Pentium Era - South to North

When the last day of filming in New York was about to end, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. The next day, Liu Qing and the others would fly back to Beijing directly from New York. Zhang Chen, Zhao Xin and Zhang Xiangbei would have to wait another day. , that is, flying back to Shanghai from New York the day after tomorrow.

Jessica has arrived in New York today and will meet with Zhang Chen tomorrow. Therefore, Zhang Chen and the others will leave a day late.

Jessica had long said that she would come to New York to see Zhang Chen, but Zhang Chen and the others had full schedules here every day. Only after all the work was completed today would Zhang Chen have time to meet her.

Today's dinner is considered a farewell dinner. Xiaofang asked Liu Qing where she wanted to eat. Liu Qing said that she still wanted to go to "Huizhen Restaurant" to feel more comfortable there.

Xiaofang smiled, understanding what she meant.

Xiaofang called Huizhen. All the customers in Huizhen's restaurant were gone and they were about to close. When they received a call from Xiaofang, she quickly asked, how much time do you have until you arrive?

Xiaofang said: "More than half an hour, is it too late?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we are waiting for you, how rare it is." Huizhen said.

Xiaofang said okay, thank you. By the way, Sister Huizhen, you can help us arrange the menu. There will still be as many people as last time.

Huizhen said yes.

When Zhang Chen and the others arrived, the light box of "Huizhen Restaurant" and the big light outside the door were turned off, leaving only an old spotlight on the top of the door, which illuminated the door a little. Tell passers-by that this place is closed.

Looking inside through the glass, half of the lights in the restaurant were darkened. Only an area near the corner was still bright, but that area was blocked by a screen, so the situation inside could not be seen from the outside.

Xiaofang pushed the door open and went in. The doorbell rang. Huizhen ran out of the kitchen and smiled when she saw them:

"Here? What a coincidence, we have just prepared here."

Huizhen ushered everyone to sit down behind the screen and said to them, "I'm sorry, we don't have private rooms in the restaurant, so we can only simply cover it up."

Zhang Chen and Liu Qing quickly said that this was fine.

Xiaofang smiled and said: "Basically there are no private rooms in restaurants in New York, and only we Chinese like to go to private rooms to eat."

Zhang Xiangbei is right, so Americans always talk quietly when eating. In fact, it is not restaurant etiquette, but because there are no private rooms.

Everyone laughed, and Zhao Xin said: "Yeah, it's so uncomfortable not to make any noise when eating. It's better to be like our Tuxiangyuan, where you can do karaoke while eating."

"Here, be careful the police arrest you." Xiaofang said.

Huizhen smiled and said, "It's true. Tourists from China like to ask, 'Are there any private rooms?' as soon as they enter the door. Just by saying this, I know they have just come from China."

The girl had already got off work. Huizhen served the food herself, and soon the table was full. Zhang Chen said:

"There are no other guests. Let your husband come to eat too."

Liu Qing and the others said yes, come together. Huizhen smiled and said, OK, I'll call him.

After a while, a very strong man wearing a white chef's uniform followed Huizhen and began to look at them from a distance. When he arrived, he stared at Zhang Chen and shouted:

"Looks like, looks like, really looks like Painter Zhang."

Huizhen said angrily: "What a real image? This is Painter Zhang."

Zhang Chen quickly stood up and shook hands with him. Huizhen's husband said: "Huizhen told me that day, but I still didn't believe it. I just thought, how can there be such a coincidence? I haven't seen this artist for many years. We will meet him again in New York. New York is so big, and Painter Zhang will come to our place for dinner."

Zhang Chen asked: "Are you also from the Qianku?"

"Yes, from the bank."

"That's wrong." Zhang Chen said, "You should have no impression of me, but you should have an impression of White Snake."

Everyone laughed, Huizhen said from the side, he has an impression of White Snake, and he really has an impression of you.

Huizhen said and looked at her husband, wanting him to say it herself. Her husband just giggled and Huizhen said:

"He also liked painting at that time. He published all the blackboard newspapers in our class. Painter Zhang, he would follow you wherever you were painting at that time. He wanted to learn from you, but he was too embarrassed to tell you."

"Is there anything else about this?" Zhang Chen stared at him for a while, shook his head and said, "I really can't remember."

Huizhen's husband said: "Hey, I was just a little kid at that time. Every time you drew, there were so many little kids following you. How could you notice me?"

Zhang Chen said: "If I knew that more than twenty years later, I would still eat at your restaurant, I would definitely pay attention to you."

The other people laughed wildly. Zhang Chen asked Huizhen's husband to sit down too. Huizhen introduced Xiaofang and Liu Qing to her husband one by one, and then introduced her husband. Zhang Chen and the others all knew her husband's name. Called Haizu.

The cameraman said, this name is awesome, Haizu, the ancestor of the sea, then you will be the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

The other people shouted, "Dragon King wants to have a drink first."

Hai Zu picked up the cup and said to everyone, "Okay, I don't know what to say. Anyway, I am very happy to see you all here. I will drink this cup first, and then I will toast you all." .

When Zhang Chen and the others heard this, they knew that he was a man of substance.

While drinking and chatting, they occupied a corner of the restaurant and had a great time.

Zhang Chen and Liu Qing were very interested in why Huizhen and Haizu came to New York and why they opened this restaurant, so Huizhen told them.

They came to the United States more than four years ago. The first time they came to the United States was in Chicago, not New York. Haizu worked as a chef in a restaurant, and Huizhen worked for relatives in the wholesale market where they were all from Wenzhou. Salesperson.

At that time, they had a daughter who was over four years old and a son who was over two years old. They both stayed at home and let the old man take care of them. Huizhen's eyes became a little red when she said this.

She said that her daughter is now in the second grade of elementary school and her son is about to enter the first grade. In more than four years, they have not been back once. They can't leave when they are working for others, and they can't bear to pay for the air tickets to go back. When I think about becoming the boss, I can't leave even more. This restaurant is open all year round and never closes.

They had been working in Chicago for more than two years. The restaurant owner here, who was also a fellow Wenzhou native, wanted to go to Europe, so he encouraged Haizu and Huizhen to take over the place.

"How can we have so much money?" Huizhen said, "Fortunately, more than a dozen fellow villagers pooled their efforts together and lent us a sum of money. They said that we can't make a living by working for others. We should support ourselves." Yes, the original owner here also agreed that we owed him some money, so we bought this store.

"I have been operating here for two years. Fortunately, the business is still good. If I work for another half a year, I can pay off all the money I owe."

"Then what are your plans in the future?" Liu Qing asked.

"It's very simple. I just continue to make money and save money. I hope I can return to China and have the ability to take over my son and daughter."

When Huizhen said this, her eyes turned red again, and she said:

"I called back now. My daughter refused to call me mom while holding the phone. My son even more so. He was only a few years old when we left. He had no impression of us at all. To them, we were just two people in the photo. Man, where are the parents like this?"

Xiaofang quickly said: "Everything will be fine, Sister Huizhen. This blood relationship cannot be broken. When they come to you, they will be very close in less than a month."

Others also said yes. Huizhen laughed and said:

"Thinking about it, we are pretty good. It's hard work, but here we finally have such a store. It's all thanks to the help of so many fellow villagers. Really, I don't even know. People say, borrow money, borrow money We no longer had any friends. It was only when we needed to borrow money that we realized there were so many people willing to help us.

"Really, there are a few people who we don't usually have any contact with. They found out and came to lend us money. Without their help, we wouldn't be able to sell this store."

Zhang Chen sighed: "Why Wenzhou people can travel all over the world? One is that they are brave, and the other is that Wenzhou people are united and trustworthy. We used to have a few friends in Wenzhou who have been traveling all over the country for a long time. What? They accept all business, as long as there is a factory in their town making this thing, they dare to accept it.

"When I receive an order, even if I don't know the owner of the factory, I can find out through relatives and friends, ask for his phone number, call him, and then send a fax back to tell him how much of what he wants and when he wants it. It will be sure by then. If you can receive the goods without any advance payment or deposit, the factory will make them for you and send them to you.”

Haizu said: "Painter Zhang is right. We used to be like this in Wenzhou. Those who were running outside would not dare to default on their bills. Even if they were outside and could not receive the money, they would advance the money themselves and pay for the goods." Yes, why? As long as he owes it once, his reputation will be ruined. From now on, no one will take care of his orders, and he won’t have to run around anymore. "

"It's no longer possible." Huizhen said, "I have a relative who works in the court. He said that in the past, Wenzhou people never litigated contract lawsuits. Nowadays, a lot of lawsuits are filed by Americans. Harmful."

"What does this have to do with Americans?" Zhao Xin asked.

"In the financial crisis a few years ago, many of our factories in Wenzhou were closed. When the factory was opened there, you owed me the money and I owed it to him. Once the factory was closed, things came out, and the bosses had no money to pay. , and finally went to court. This kind of thing makes people become less and less courageous.

"As for the market I used to work in, I told Painter Zhang that if I wanted any goods, I would just make a phone call back to China, and they would be shipped container by container. There was not even a contract. If I sold it here, the money would be paid immediately. Calling back is no longer possible. Everyone requires a deposit or advance payment. The money has to be sent to others before the goods are received, otherwise the bill of lading will not be given to you.

"Do you want to do this? It is becoming more and more difficult for everyone to do business, and it is getting smaller and smaller."

"The entire business ecosystem has been destroyed." Xiaofang said, "Now everyone likes to talk about the spirit of contract. In fact, no contract is the best. Our Chinese business tradition has always been a contract-free tradition. Who knows? When doing business, one must first establish words, which are all promises worth a thousand pieces of gold, but now they have all been broken.”

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