As Meng Lisheng looked at Chen Yuanming, Chen Yuanming was also carefully looking at the man in front of him. In his past life, he had seen Meng Lisheng’s photos in the Economic Weekly website newsletter. The man in those photos always appeared fatigued. Age and puffiness had already changed his temperament, leaving only the desolation of a man in his twilight years.
Their speed going back was twice as fast as the trip in. In the sky, the sun had just set and the two were sitting in an elegant private room in a hotel. This time, without any outsiders present, the atmosphere between them was more harmonious than before. After ordering their meal, Xiao Junyi leaned back in his chair and looked at the teenager in front of him with great interest.
Stepping out of the hotel doors, Xiao Junyi’s motorcycle was parked at the side of the road. Unlike the Suzuki B-King and Honda CBR’s that were popular in Shanghai, this kid’s bike was An American style Honda CBX125[4]. From the perspective of someone from a future generation, this style of bike was clearly more in line with Chen Yuanming’s aesthetics. It was just that riding motorcycles without a helmet was normal in this era, so it inevitably felt like he was courting death.
That afternoon, the two sat in the elegant dining room and talked for a full three hours. Their food was reheated several times and they missed the opening of the stock market in the afternoon. After returning home at night, Xiao Yun directly placed a long distance call and contacted his elder brother.
On February 1, after getting off the train and stepping into Shanghai, a metropolis full of adventure and opportunity, Chen Yuanming took a deep breath. Without the heavy haze of his hometown, this not-so-blue-sky, seemed to be sunnier.
After three consecutive days of paying his respects to the leaders Chen Jianhua had almost exhausted an entire lifetime’s worth of courage and emotional intelligence. He finally breathed a sigh of relief on the fifth day of the year.
Although he had stayed up late on New Year’s Eve and didn’t fall asleep until after 1 a.m., Chen Yuanming was dragged out of bed by his mother early the next morning.
“What!?” Chen Yuanming frowned and looked at his parent’s expressions carefully. It didn’t seem like they were joking so he couldn’t help asking, “What happened to their family? Even if they have moved, how could I not be informed?”
When he woke up the next day, there were no voices in the room. A long life of nine to four had changed Chen Yuanming’s biological clock, and he could no longer get up from bed at 6:00 am in the morning. However, he did not expect to be able to sleep so heavily that he did not even hear his parents leaving for work.
