Chapter 370: Welcome Wei Laoshi Ming to Japan

Wei Lingling led Li Zhi and Zhou Huimin into the Bai Yun Hotel. At this time, the density of foreigners here was very high, and many foreign businessmen who came to the Canton Fair for business were staying here.

The Canton Fair is held in the spring and autumn every year, undertaking the two major functions of introducing foreign capital and exporting to earn foreign exchange, and it has become bigger and bigger in the last two years.

Wei Lingling had two purposes for coming to the Canton Fair this time: one was to find a cheap and reliable foundry, and the other was to find a cheap and stable raw material supplier.

The former might have to wait until the products of Langning Toy Factory exploded before it needed to be officially considered, while the latter had to start being arranged now.

Wei Lingling opened two adjacent rooms; she lived in one, and Zhou Huimin and Li Zhi lived in one.

Zhou Huimin was quite good to Li Zhi; after all, she was from the mainland, loving the house and its crow, right.

But Li Zhi's attitude toward Zhou Huimin was cold. She already knew that Wei Ming had written a song *First Love* for Zhou Huimin and even took her to a charity concert. What this intention was, it went without saying!

Thinking of Zhou Huimin, she would think of the period when she was being sentimental, thinking he was greedy for her body, but it turned out he liked "small" ones.

When sleeping, Zhou Huimin secretly glanced at Li Zhi. Big, big, big!

It was already dark when they arrived at the hotel. The three women had a simple meal at the hotel and then rested.

Zhou Huimin had stayed in a hotel once before, which was the Peninsula Hotel. There was still some gap between here and the Peninsula Hotel, but it was much better than her own home, and she lived very comfortably.

The next day, Wei Lingling took the two of them to the street to eat rice noodle rolls early in the morning.

Guangzhou's prosperity was definitely not as good as Hong Kong's, but Li Zhi felt that it was not bad compared to Modu, and there were many people doing business, and one could tell at a glance that it was not a public business, because the hawking was quite active.

The three great beauties walking on the road still had a very high head-turning rate, each with her own beauty: the coolness of the highly educated overseas Chinese, the sexiness of the plump little maid, and the purity of the fourteen-year-old middle school girl. And one could tell at a glance that their dress and makeup were not local.

Zhou Huimin looked at the surrounding people and shops with curiosity. She was also pleasantly surprised to find that the music played in many shops on the street was Hong Kong songs. Along the way, she heard several songs created by A-Ming for the charity evening party.

When eating rice noodle rolls, listening to *I Only Care About You*, Zhou Huimin also asked the landlady: "Have you ever heard a song called *First Love*?"

The landlady shook her head. Zhou Huimin released a single of this song through PolyGram. Without releasing an album, the influence on the mainland was still too small.

However, when A-Ming wrote a few more songs for her, she could release an album. At that time, the album name would be *First Love*.

A-Min was feeling sweet. The song in the shop changed to *Melinda*. Zhou Huimin immediately thought of A-Ming's first love again, and the days they spent together in Frankfurt, she didn't know what they had done.

Li Zhi, sitting opposite Zhou Huimin, noticed A-Min's expression and immediately stimulated her: "Wei Laoshi really can't forget his first love, and he even opened a company for her to manage. It's simply too moving."

She also heard about the existence of the company DreamWorks from Wei Lingling.

Hearing this piece of cold knowledge she didn't know, Zhou Huimin's mood was even worse. Were they preparing to get back together?

Wei Lingling glared at Li Zhi: "Rice noodle rolls can't block your mouth, right? Do you want another portion?"

This was said a bit seriously. Li Zhi was terrified. She seemed to have lost her mind. The boss treated her as one of her own when telling her about DreamWorks, and she had a big mouth and told others. Would she think she was unreliable?

Li Zhi hurriedly served carefully: "General Manager Ling, do you want another one? I'll go order it for you."

Wei Lingling wiped her mouth: "No need, I'm full. If you are also full, go to the venue with me. Remember not to leave me for ten steps. I can't afford to lose you."

Zhou Huimin asked unwillingly: "Auntie Ling, are you really not going to Yanjing?"

"Precisely because I'm only coming to Guangzhou for two days, I can boldly bring you along. If I really go to Yanjing, I wouldn't dare to take you away if your mother doesn't follow."

Zhou Huimin looked toward the north: A-Ming, we can only meet again next month.

She suddenly thought of one thing: "Auntie Ling, can we watch a mainland movie? That *Mom, Love Me Once Again*!"

The rice noodle roll landlady immediately strongly recommended: "Watch it, you must watch this. The plays of Gong Ying in the south and Zhu Lin in the north are all very good to watch."

Gong Ying in the south and Zhu Lin in the north? The last time A-Min heard this kind of calling was Qiao Feng in the north and Murong in the south. Interesting, interesting.

"Good ball!"

"Beautiful!"

"Touch one!"

Wei Ming felt that it was more lively to watch the ball with more people, so he invited Seeing Biaozi and Xiao Mei to the Overseas Chinese Apartment, plus Lao Lao Lao Wei and his wife, and Wei Hong, who came back from Peking University for the weekend. Everyone watched the Women's Volleyball World Cup together.

On the coffee table, there were not only braised meat, sausages, and peanuts, but also unlimited beer and Arctic Ocean soda.

This time it was China vs. the Soviet Union. In the first set, 15:4, the Chinese team won.

The second set was relatively stalemate, once reaching 14:14. Just now at the critical moment, Lang Ping's "Iron Hammer" won a key point for the Chinese team, and then her teammates scored another point. 16:14, the Chinese team won another set!

The third set had no suspense. The Chinese women's volleyball team beat the opponent until they were crushed. Finally, 15:0, a complete victory!

Today's game ended like this. Wei Ming asked Xiao Mei: "Grandma and the others have left. Is the pressure on your side high?"

Wei Ming's uncle and aunt came to see Yunyun for a few days. Knowing that her body was fine and the baby could eat and sleep, Grandma also felt that she was old and couldn't help much here, so she went back to her hometown with her son to live for a while.

"There's still my mother-in-law, and my mother will also come often. And Yunyun is not delicate. I told her not to get out of bed to work, but she can't stay in bed at all." Mei Wenhua's face was filled with a smile of family happiness.

"The family is actually fine, it's just the shop. Recently, another private clothing store opened in Xidan. This is already the fourth or fifth competitor. Although we are still the leader and have new products every month, the shipment volume is not as high as in the peak period."

Wei Ming said: "I saw the calendar you sponsored for the Beijing Er Yingchang to shoot. You can brag about it in the newspaper at that time, and directly use the Four Golden Flowers of the Beijing Er Yingchang to advertise for New World."

Seeing Biaozi hurriedly interrupted: "Brother Ming, this was not sponsored by Xiao Mei, it was decided by me."

Mei Wenhua said: "At that time, I was at home. It was indeed decided by Seeing Biaozi alone."

Wei Ming was surprised: "I didn't expect you to have this business sense, Seeing Biaozi."

Seeing Biaozi said the truth: "Actually, I didn't think that much. I just thought that if the Beijing Er Yingchang has any roles in the future, they can think of me."

Hey, it turns out he had an acting addiction.

Wei Lingling was very efficient. In two days, she found a plush toy material supplier. Although it was a Guangdong township enterprise, the quality passed the test and it was much cheaper than similar products in Hong Kong, which would greatly improve the market competitiveness of Langning Toy Factory.

On Sunday, she took Zhou Huimin and Li Zhi back to Hong Kong.

Facing her mother who was about to get angry, Zhou Huimin showed off her singing voice: "In the world, only mom is good, children with moms are like treasures..."

Mother Zhou hummed: "Go, go, go, every time you make a mistake, you sing this song. My ears have developed calluses."

Zhou Huimin immediately changed to one: "Oh mom, mom in the candlelight..."

This was a new song for Mother Zhou, and it was a new Mandarin song.

After singing this one, Zhou Huimin still had: "The stars in the sky don't speak, the dolls on the ground miss mom..."

"Where did you learn all this?" Mother Zhou's eyes were a bit sour from her singing.

Then Zhou Huimin took out the cassette of *Mom, Love Me Once Again* with a grin. Wei Ming's name was everywhere on the cassette.

Today was A-Min's birthday, and it was also the third game of the Chinese women's volleyball team, playing against South Korea.

For this game, Lao Lao Lao Wei even asked for leave. Although his father was still alive, the hatred of that year could not be forgotten. Today, first finish off the sticks, and then continue to beat the old Americans.

South Korea still had some strength. The first set was relatively stalemate, reaching 15:12. However, whether it was the players on the field or Yuan Weimin on the sidelines, they were all very calm.

The second set played a 15:9, winning another city!

When playing to the third set, someone knocked on the door outside. Wei Ming went to open the door. It was the postman.

"Wei Laoshi, yo, watching women's volleyball! There are two packages for you, one from Hong Kong, one from Japan, and there are also overseas remittance slips." The other party stretched his neck to look.

Hearing Hong Kong, Lao Lao Lao Wei also straightened his neck, and then his eyes met the postman's. Both of them were a bit embarrassed.

After Wei Ming signed for it, Lao Lao Lao Wei walked over: "Is it your grandfather?"

Wei Ming: "Pen pal."

"What about that one?"

Wei Ming: "Masashi Sada, that Japanese singer."

He watched the third game patiently. 15:5, an easy victory. Since the start of the tournament, the women's volleyball team had not lost a game, and hadn't even lost a set. It was indeed uplifting.

Wei Ming had already entered the study with the package. Today was A-Min's birthday. She should have received her gift by now, right?

He first glanced at the remittance slip, from Masashi Sada in Japan. Good guy, how many zeros is this? Why so many?

Counting was a bit messy. Wei Ming simply looked at A-Min's package first.

The first thing he saw was a greeting card, hard-backed. After opening it, he saw that the inside was full of birthday wishes written by A-Min herself, as well as cartoon patterns. There were also photos of the two of them, as well as some clippings about Wei Ming, which were very thoughtful.

It was just a pity that he didn't hear the birthday song when he opened it.

Eh? When did the birthday card with music appear?

He remembered that around 2000, that thing was very popular in the mainland, and it was quite fashionable and expensive. Presumably, what appeared outside should be earlier.

However, with A-Min's personality of being willing to spend money on herself, she didn't buy it, which meant it probably didn't exist yet.

Besides this greeting card full of heart, there was actually an album of A-Min, or a photo book, it seemed to be specially taken recently for her birthday.

However, Wei Ming didn't dare to compliment the photographer's technique. It was just that A-Min had a good foundation. When there was a chance, he would take a photo book for her himself, which would definitely beat it.

Put this photo book into the safe later.

Then Wei Ming opened Masashi Sada's package again. The first thing he saw was a videotape. This should be *Yangtze River*. CCTV hadn't broadcast it yet.

However, Japan had already broadcast it, and it flopped.

Masashi Sada's letter mentioned this matter.

"The response to *Yangtze River* broadcast in Japan is average. It seems I really don't have the talent to be a director. I originally thought I could sell more copyrights, but now it seems there is little hope, and the debt to the bank can't count on this film either."

Sure enough, history went on the original track. This film made him carry a loan of 2.8 billion yen. The Chinese side provided manpower, material resources, and policy support in exchange for his copyright, so it was highly likely that they wouldn't give him money, and even earned a lot of money from him, such as a large amount of aerial photography.

And the copyright fee he sold in Japan was estimated to be not much. Now there was still a debt of more than two billion, equivalent to 10 million US dollars. No wonder it took decades to pay it off. ===== CHAPTER 371 =====