Chapter 204: The Queen's Choice (Guaranteed 2-in-1)

Mei Wenhua held a copy of the *Yanjing Xin Xin Wan Bao*, which had just resumed publication this year. On the front page headline was the latest notice issued by the Yanjing Administration for Industry and Commerce.

"Brother Ming! Look at what it says here. This should be true, right!"

Wei Ming took it and glanced at it. It read: The Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce issued a notice: Agreeing for unemployed youth and retired workers to engage in individual operations according to social needs. In addition to the previously allowed industries such as shoe repair, bicycle repair, haircutting, and sewing, they can also engage in house repairs, shoe shining, tricycle transportation, writing letters for others, etc...

Wei Ming smiled: "The *Yanjing Xin Xin Wan Bao* is an authoritative media. What is published here must be true. The spring of the unemployed has arrived!"

Previously, the authorities' attitude had always been ambiguous and wavering. On one hand, they encouraged unemployed youth to support themselves, but on the other hand, they didn't give policies, only allowing them to work in certain industries. Like Seeing Biaozi and the others selling goods, they had to fight guerrilla warfare, like mice that couldn't see the light.

Wei Ming had been in the capital for almost a year. A year ago, how tight were the job positions? They were still the same now, because in the past year, it was completely announced that they would no longer engage in sending youth to the countryside, and the former youth sent to the countryside were also trying every means to return to the city.

Even Qi Kexiu was tempted to return to Yanjing, but Aunt Chunhua was pregnant again, tying him up and not letting him leave.

Now the work pressure in the city was getting bigger and bigger, finally big enough that the authorities couldn't muddle through anymore and had to take a stance.

Just like now, clearly telling the unemployed youth what they could do, which also included the small commodity industry that Seeing Biaozi and Xiao Mei were engaged in.

It even mentioned the catering industry, but the catering industry was more complex because it needed to be linked to food raw materials, otherwise, you couldn't open it at all.

Although customers would give food stamps, as long as there were enough food stamps to buy rice and flour in the early stage, it could run. But what about vegetables, meat, and oil? So ordinary people couldn't play with private catering now.

But it wouldn't take long. Within this year, individual restaurants would be born in Yanjing.

In their original dormitory, Wei Ming and Seeing Biaozi and Xiao Mei imagined how they planned to do things after the policy was relaxed.

Mei Wenhua said: "I want to open a shop specifically to sell popular goods from the south, do it more formally, and instead of us working so hard to go south to get goods, it's better to get them directly from those big resellers."

They met such a big reseller when they went south last time. Bringing goods once was equivalent to them bringing goods for several years, bringing them carload by carload. Unfortunately, they didn't have such strong connections, nor did they have such large capital.

Wei Ming: "That is to be a sales terminal. The profit might be thinner, but it won't be so hard. If the shop can expand, it shouldn't be underestimated."

In this day and age, as long as the brain is flexible, money is still easy to earn.

Seeing Biaozi thought: "I want to persuade my mother to work alone, open a small garment workshop, and then let her make clothes according to the fashionable styles in Hong Kong. As for me, I will open a clothing store to help her sell goods."

Mei Wenhua: "You can put them directly in my shop to sell! I'll just say they are goods from Hong Kong!"

Xiao Mei had initially revealed the nature of a treacherous merchant.

Wei Ming praised: "Seeing Biaozi's idea is also good. The profit of clothing is very high, and the demand is also large. You can make those bell-bottom pants, red skirts, absolutely in short supply."

At this time, Qiao Feng, who was listening on the side, said: "Then you are going to do business. Do you still want this job?"

Seeing Biaozi was still hesitant, but Mei Wenhua said straightly: "It can't be turned into a regular position. Working until old age is just a temporary worker. Anyway, we are all lonely ghosts, so it's better to earn more money."

Seeing Biaozi seemed to have already communicated with Mei Wenhua: "Brother Feng, that's what I think too. I want to earn more money, buy a big house, and let Yanzi live a good life."

Wei Ming wasn't surprised by this. The two of them now had a net worth of thousands of yuan and motorcycles. The temporary worker salary was 18.5 yuan a month, and they had to spend most of their time and energy at school. They were also people who had seen the outside world, so they definitely knew how to choose correctly.

Wei Ming asked: "Then when do you plan to work until?"

Mei Wenhua: "Just finish this vacation. After school starts, we won't do it."

Seeing Biaozi: "Although we won't be at Peking University in the future, we will always be brothers. We will often come back to see you."

Wei Ming: "I definitely respect your decision, but you also have to be mentally prepared. The change in social atmosphere won't be that fast. In the next few years, individual households will be looked down upon. However, after these few years, when you live in a big house, buy all household appliances, and even change your motorcycle to a small car, those white eyes will become meaningless."

Brother Feng sighed: "Alright, the path you choose may not be a broad road. I still have a bottle of wine hidden here. Let's drink some and wish you a bright future."

That night, when Wei Ming went to pick up Zhu Lin, he told her about the two colleagues preparing to resign and become individual households.

"Yanjing should be preparing to relax. After all, developing the economy overrides everything." Now it had reached the edge of collapse if not developed, and the unstable factors in society were becoming more and more unstable.

Zhu Lin: "Does that mean it will be more convenient to buy things in the future?"

"It should be. In the future, selling things at a stall won't require worrying about paying money, and then the vendor running away with the money when the police come," Wei Ming smiled.

Zhu Lin was also happy. She had suffered from this. Once she saw a beautiful hairpin, but after paying the money, she hadn't received the goods yet when she heard a "the police are coming." In the time it took her to turn her head, when she turned back, there was no one and no stall in front of her.

Outside the cinema, it was quite lively. There were hundreds of people, many people queuing, and there were also people selling things in the open space outside. Everyone's enthusiasm for making money was very high.

By June, the weather was a bit hot. Wei Ming bought two cream popsicles, which could be finished while queuing.

Looking at Zhu Lin's flexible little tongue, Wei Ming almost forgot to eat his own, until Zhu Lin realized what this stinky boy was thinking, so she stepped on his foot, then crunched and bit the popsicle to pieces and ate it quickly, making her go "si-ha si-ha" from the cold.

Wei Ming thought to himself that the oral practice was almost done, but the tango still needed more practice.

"After watching the movie, why don't we go dancing? We haven't danced for a long time." He suggested. Zhu Lin was wearing short high heels tonight and also wearing a skirt. It would be a pity not to dance.

"No, it's too late." Zhu Lin said the words of refusal, but her attitude wasn't firm. She waited for Wei Ming to persuade her again, but unfortunately, he didn't.

After watching the movie, Wei Ming honestly sent Zhu Lin back to the dormitory, but he rode very slowly on the way, leaving enough time to discuss the movie plot.

*Evening Rain at Mount Ba*, one of the double winners of the first Golden Rooster Award for Best Film, had two directors. One was the second-generation director Wu Yonggang born in the Qing Dynasty, and the other was the representative figure of the fourth-generation directors, Wu Yigong, who later also filmed *My Memories of Old Beijing*.

The double Wu collaboration was indeed good, another masterpiece of the Shanghai Er Yingchang. Although it was a reflective film, many lines were impressive after watching it, and Zhang Yu's performance was also good.

At this time, her fame wasn't too big yet. After a while, when *Romance on Lushan Mountain* was released, she would become the most popular actress in 1980.

"Do you know *Romance on Lushan Mountain*?" Wei Ming asked Zhu Lin.

"I saw it in *Popular Cinema*. It seems to be played by Zhang Yu too, and it seems to be a romance film." Romance films were too rare these days. Zhu Lin guessed that Wei Ming wanted to treat her to that movie.

Wei Ming said: "I went to the Shanghai Er Yingchang before, so I know something about this play. There is a kissing scene in this play."

"Ah!"

"A kissing scene?"

This thing was already very strange to Chinese people, and they had only seen kissing scenes in foreign films in *Popular Cinema*.

Wei Ming: "Now you know the importance of oral practice, right? If you don't practice well, how can you film kissing scenes in the future?"

Actually, the so-called kissing scene in *Romance on Lushan Mountain* was just touching the cheek, but Zhu Lin thought of something more restricted.

She twisted the meat on Wei Ming's waist fiercely: "I won't film that kind of scene!"

Wei Ming: "Oh, that's a pity. I originally wanted to teach you how to use camera angles to film kissing scenes. It looks like a kissing scene, but actually, it doesn't touch at all."

"Ah? Camera angles? There are such means?"

"Yes, do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

Zhu Lin was silent. While silent, Wei Ming's motorcycle changed its route and headed straight for the Overseas Chinese Apartment.

After entering, Wei Ming put his camera on the cabinet, simulating a camera.

At this time, Wei Ming's hand had already stuck to Zhu Lin's waist. With the arrival of summer, the clothes on Zhu Lin's body were getting thinner and thinner, and Wei Ming's hand made her whole body start to heat up.

"Let's start with a hug." Wei Ming revealed his true colors and hugged Zhu Lin firmly, his hands gently stroking her back, and he could even feel the existence of the bra strap.

Zhu Lin: The temperature is getting higher and higher!

But she felt that as an actor, she should be professional, so she also touched Wei Ming's back, who was only wearing a vest, pretending to be a couple with him.

While hugging, Wei Ming started to rub his ears and temples, using his hair to rub her hair, his ears touching her ears, grinding her ears red.

Zhu Lin felt she was almost done for. It turned out that emotional scenes were so hard to film. At this time, her brain was blank. She originally wanted to say two lines from the movie to relieve the embarrassment, but she couldn't think of any.

At this time, Wei Ming's hand moved from her back to Zhu Lin's face, and the two tightly pressed bodies finally separated a little.

Wei Ming held her face and gently rubbed it, his eyes looking at her affectionately, making her dare not look directly at Wei Ming.

"Look up, or I'll kiss you directly."

Zhu Lin felt her head was so heavy, it was so hard to lift.

But it was finally lifted. The height difference between the two was perfect. This angle of looking at each other would be very beautiful in the movie, Wei Ming judged from the perspective of a producer.

Zhu Lin had never looked at a man's face so closely. It was really perfect, almost finding no flaws.

Wei Ming was also looking at Sister Lin's face so closely for the first time. It was really beautiful, and full of "royal sister" flavor, he really wanted to kiss her.

So he tilted his head and got closer and closer. Zhu Lin knew that what camera angle kissing scene, it was all an excuse, he was doing it for real!

But her head had already been fixed by Wei Ming, she couldn't escape.

So when the two were about to kiss, when Zhu Lin could feel Wei Ming's breath, she chose to close her eyes and be an ostrich.

Zhu Lin's throat moved. She didn't know if she was looking forward to it or afraid.

However, a few seconds later, what touched her lips didn't seem to be Wei Ming's lips. What is this?

Zhu Lin opened her eyes and saw Wei Ming pressing his thumb against her lips, and then he kissed his own thumb, and kept moving his head, as if he was trying hard to stir his lips and tongue to explore something.

It was simply indistinguishable from the real thing!

But why did she feel a bit disappointed?

It felt like the psychological preparation she just made was all in vain.

Wei Ming was still proud there.

"See, this is called camera angle, does it look like it!"

Zhu Lin nodded: "Let's practice again."

Wei Ming: "Hmm, it should indeed be practiced more. Practice makes perfect. In the future, if there is such a scene, you should ask to film it this way. Don't believe what the director says about sacrificing for the role."

Other actresses could sacrifice for the role, but there was no need for his Sister Lin and Sister Xue. Knowing him, it was impossible for them to be short of scenes to film.

The second time, action! Wei Ming went through the foreplay again. This time Zhu Lin was much more relaxed. Practice makes perfect, right?

And this time she didn't close her eyes. At the moment Wei Ming blocked her lips with his thumb, something unexpected happened.

Zhu Lin actually blocked his hand away, and then leaned forward, and the two pairs of lips... touched!

Wei Ming's astonishment was only for a moment. After kissing, while Zhu Lin wanted to withdraw, Wei Ming immediately wrapped his hands tightly around her waist and started to attack.

This was non-teaching content. Zhu Lin was at a loss for a moment, but she hesitated for a moment and still let Wei Ming in. However, she had completely forgotten the previous oral training and followed Wei Ming's rhythm completely, not knowing how to attack actively at all.

But he was simply too good at it!

At this time, a beautiful red-haired figure flashed through Zhu Lin's blank brain.

It was all because she taught him well!

Wei Ming was a master in this regard. He left a breathing space for Zhu Lin, so this kiss was very long.

And pure kissing was monotonous. Soon Wei Ming's hands were no longer satisfied with just moving on her back. He moved to the front.

This scared Zhu Lin to death. She was afraid that she would explain herself here, so she let Wei Ming grab and hold for a while and then pushed him away in a hurry.

"Ma Xiaowei, that's enough, stop!" She tidied her clothes, "We are both a bit impulsive today."

!

"Since we are both impulsive, why not be impulsive to the end." Wei Ming walked to the door, turned off the light, and then kissed Sister Lin again, swallowing all the words she wanted to say.

Zhu Lin felt the feeling of being about to fall again. While enjoying this happiness, she didn't forget to struggle hard.

She accepted kissing, but when Wei Ming wanted to move his hands and feet, Sister Lin wouldn't agree.

Her reason was very sufficient.

"I'm in a dangerous period now, I will get pregnant." She studied medicine, so she knew how terrifying abortion was, and also knew that getting pregnant before marriage was more terrifying than abortion, a terrifying social level.

"There is a way," Wei Ming picked up Sister Lin by the waist, and didn't let go even when holding her.

After holding her into the bedroom, he found a box of opened Durex under the mattress.

"Foreign family planning products, now you don't have to worry, right?"

"Where did you get it?"

Wei Ming lifted Sister Lin's skirt: "Leftovers from Melinda."

Hearing Melinda's name, Zhu Lin cooled down instantly. Before, hearing Wei Ming talk about his ex-girlfriend was just a bit sour, but hearing her name at this moment, and having to use the things she left behind, Zhu Lin felt very uncomfortable all over.

Was it that no matter what she did, she couldn't compare to the weight of that foreign girl in his heart?

Although they might never see each other again, the traces of the first time were hard to erase, and she would forever live in her shadow.

So while Wei Ming was busy taking off his pants, Zhu Lin put down her skirt.

"Let's stop here today, I'm leaving."

Wei Ming realized he might have said the wrong thing and was about to chase, but almost tripped because his pants hadn't been taken off yet.

"Sister Lin, don't... I'll send you."

When Zhu Lin walked out of the residential area, Wei Ming finally caught up on his motorcycle.

"I'll send you back, it's not safe at night."

"No need, I'll take the bus."

"Then I'll accompany you to wait for the bus."

During the wait, neither of them spoke. Wei Ming knew that whatever he said would only make Sister Lin angry.

And Zhu Lin was thinking about the relationship between the two. She had never thought that things would develop to this extent today.

Although it didn't go to the end, to be honest, if she married someone else in the future, she would feel that the man was too pitiful, as his wife had been touched all over.

She was still relatively traditional, and before, she had always thought that she could only give her body to her husband after marriage.

But just now, she was impulsive and almost went to bed with Ma Xiaowei.

Actually, she also understood that the possibility of the two getting married properly wasn't high, and subconsciously thought about just being indulgent once.

Not to mention that the nine-year age gap was an insurmountable chasm, the resistance from both families was too great.

And she had also done some research on those talented scholars and literati of the past and present. Almost none of them were consistent, and talented scholars were always linked to "sentimental" and "unrestrained."

People like Wei Ming were the most typical talented scholars, proficient in literature, music, and art. Only rich emotional experiences could give birth to classic after classic. For the sake of creation, he wouldn't allow himself to live a monotonous life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.

He needed passion.

So although the two were attracted to each other, Zhu Lin wasn't confident that the two could love each other for a lifetime. Maybe when she was old and yellow, he would abandon her. She was older, so she would definitely be the first to grow old.

Maybe she wouldn't even wait for herself to grow old, another big beauty would pop up around him, and then he would be hooked away by others, leaving only herself crying.

So Zhu Lin had told herself in advance that she must not have real feelings for this stinky boy Ma Xiaowei. If he wanted to play, she would play with him.

So just now, she still let Wei Ming hold her onto the bed, but when Melinda was mentioned, she still couldn't help but get angry, angry that she couldn't be his only, his everything.

The two waited blankly for the bus to arrive. Wei Ming was just thinking that Sister Lin's body was really fragrant and soft, but he didn't expect Sister Lin to think so much, and analyze himself so thoroughly.

At this time, the bus Zhu Lin was waiting for arrived. She got on the bus, but Wei Ming didn't go back. He kept following on his motorcycle.

There were few people on the bus, and there was still a distance to walk after arriving at the station, so he couldn't rest assured.

Wei Ming following behind was seen by Zhu Lin. She knew that at least at this time, Wei Ming was sincere, sincerely wanting to sleep with her, and sincerely loving her.

After arriving at the station, Zhu Lin walked in front, and Wei Ming turned on the lights behind to illuminate the road for her, escorting her all the way to the dormitory before leaving.

This night Zhu Lin couldn't sleep, and Wei Ming couldn't sleep either. Besides thinking of Zhu Lin, he was also thinking of Gong Xue far away in the Magic Capital.

The situation was not good. The balance was broken. He hadn't kissed Sister Xue's little mouth yet, but he almost cooked the rice with Sister Lin!

But if this happened again, he would probably still be unable to resist the temptation. Please, that was the King of the Daughter Kingdom!

Zhu Lin hadn't seen Wei Ming for two days. First, she took two days of sick leave, mainly because she was afraid of being blocked by Wei Ming at the unit.

And these two days were also two days of her fighting against heaven and man, and the ideological struggle was very fierce.

On the third day, she had to go to work. After all, her mother at home was a doctor, and it was easy to be exposed if she continued to pretend to be sick.

However, when she went to work today, an older sister in the unit asked her to go to a place with her after work.

"What place?"

"A good place, you'll know when you go. Rest assured, the big sister won't harm you."

This big sister was an old acquaintance of Zhu Lin's mother and had taken care of her a lot in the unit. Zhu Lin still trusted her.

So after work, Zhu Lin first looked outside the unit and didn't see Wei Ming, so she followed the big sister for a trip.

When they were almost there, the big sister told the truth.

"There is a dance party here tonight. They are all young people, men and women. Didn't you dance in the cultural troupe before? You will definitely become the focus of the whole audience. When someone wants to get to know you, don't be pretentious. Everyone who comes today is from our Yanjing medical system."

It turned out that the big sister was entrusted by Zhu Lin's mother to introduce a partner to her. Her mother hadn't given up yet. 28 wasn't anything, wasn't she not yet 30?

The big sister thought that introducing one by one was too much effort, so she came directly to a group interview. Now social dancing was popular. Holding hands, feelings heated up rapidly, which was a good place to find a partner.

However, after arriving at the scene, she saw police, and many people were surrounded outside. After asking, she found out that the police and the cultural department had jointly issued the latest instructions today, and the activity of social dancing was banned!

It had only been less than a year since it was relaxed, but because social dancing triggered many new social problems, the masses reacted very badly, so it was simply banned.

Zhu Lin was very happy, no need to go on a blind date!

"Sister Niu, it's not that I don't want to come, it's really that the conditions don't allow it. The country is right, this kind of social dancing should be banned. I have things to do, I'm leaving first." After speaking, Zhu Lin rode her bicycle and ran away.

She originally wanted to return to the dormitory, but as she rode, she changed her route and headed for the Overseas Chinese Apartment.

28 was the age of rebellion. The country didn't allow dancing, but she insisted on dancing.

So when Wei Ming opened the door, he heard the sound of *La Cumparsita*.

Zhu Lin sat on the sofa waiting for her dance partner.

"Have you heard? Now social dancing is not allowed," Zhu Lin got up, lifted the hem of her skirt, and made an invitation gesture, "Then I'm asking you to dance now, do you still dare?"

Wei Ming: "What is prohibited is mass dancing. What is a mass? Three people make a mass."

If Sister Xue was also called over and the three of them danced social dancing together, that wouldn't work.

"But we only have two people, of course we can dance." Wei Ming wrapped his arms around her waist and started dancing.

Last time it turned out like that, Wei Ming was obviously much more reserved this time, but Sister Lin was the opposite. She was very aggressive.

Not only did she move her hands and feet on Wei Ming while dancing, but she also stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to ask for a kiss.

So while turning, the two came to the bedroom. When Wei Ming pressed her on the bed, he asked: "Have you thought it through?"

Zhu Lin took out a rubber product: "I prefer to use domestic ones~"

(This is yesterday's guarantee, sorry it's a bit late, this plot is hard to write)

(End of chapter)