LaoPan spring
(21)
Blind dates fail, but life goes on.
The Spring Festival holiday is finally over. I take the 3 catties fat meat that grows newly to come out and old mama sew a new bedding to bid farewell to hometown, set foot on the road that returns Beijing.
Before leaving, I called Lao Pan and said THAT I had brought some special products from my hometown to him. Lao Pan was overjoyed and promised to pick me up at the train station and wash my hands in Haidilao that night.
The K-train lurched northward, weaving between wheat fields, villages, towns, intersections and cities. Three hours later, the train stood smoothly on the platform of Beijing West Railway Station.
There are so many people who come to Beijing to study and work. Carrying two boxes of winter dates, I followed the crowd to the station exit. In the north exit to find a piece of space, the ground, full of joy waiting for the station to come to the old Pan.
About ten minutes later, Lao Pan called and said that he had something urgent and couldn’t leave temporarily. He asked me to take a taxi back to my apartment and reimburse me later. I wanted to be a bitch and write him off.
But then I realized that I had lied to him, too. These two boxes of winter jujube are not specially for him, but my father insisted that I bring them to the leader. My father thought that a few boxes of winter dates might help me get a promotion and a raise.
In fact, my father thinks too much. Maybe he can try it with a few boxes of RMB. Before going out, I had mustered up the courage to tell my dad about leaving after the New Year, but I didn’t dare to say anything in the end for fear of breaking my leg.
I carry more than 10 jins of winter jujube, take the bus, pour the subway. When he arrived, he was sweating profuse. When I pushed open the door, a smell of stale rice hit me. I had to cover my mouth and nose.
The house was a mess of destruction. The sheets on the bed were rolled up to expose the yellow boards. A few open buckets of instant noodles were piled on the board. The smell and shape of the white toilet paper mixed with the yellow noodle soup in the instant noodle barrel was disgusting.
Old Pan’s shoes were polished and his clothes burnt flat. In fact, he is only good at superficial, the so-called “outside, inside” best describes him.
Just as I was busy tidying up the house, Lao Pan opened the door and came in, dusty and humming a tune. He approached me with a flattering look: “Yao, you can’t go to work until tomorrow. Why don’t you stay at home one more day?”
“A few more days,” I grumbled, “and this house would be a pigsty.”
Old pan hands ten: “the elder brothers I recently more busy, neglect to do, sorry, sorry.”
I gave Old Pan a white look: “Beijing west station two north exit, be there or be square. I arrived at the station, you boy put me up.”
“I originally all sat up the subway of west station, your sister-in-law say belly ache, I go to give her…..”
I was flabbergasted. “Wait, my sister-in-law? Which sister-in-law?”
Old pan full of lewd thoughts: “the elder brothers recently made a girlfriend.”
“All right, Pan. In just one Spring Festival holiday, you’ve got a girl. It seems that not going home for the New Year was a very correct choice.”
Lao Pan played hard to get with a rare shyness. I’d like to iron out his artificial face. I did not miss any details, nor did I let go of any pair of adulterers and women attitude, after continuous questioning, Lao Pan finally told me everything.
(22)
During the Spring Festival, Pan’s company held a New Year’s Red envelope grab in order to increase the number of registered users of a shopping App. The product group, development group and operation group of their company respectively left several people on duty to be responsible for the promotion of this activity.
When the seven or eight people in the company held a meeting during the Spring Festival, Lao Pan immediately saw a girl in the operation group. As most restaurants were closed during the Spring Festival, the company bought frozen dumplings for the remaining employees in advance. Every meal point, Lao Pan volunteered to cook dumplings for everyone, every time will give the operation group that sister sheng, and not a broken skin.
Lao Pan’s careful machine finally as he wishes, was found by others, like operating sister this window paper was stabbed. At the celebration of the red envelope event, Lao Pan was jostled by colleagues to confess his love. Under the impetus of the excitement, he summoned his courage to toast the girl and make some laudatory remarks.
Lao Pan and the girl this even if there is a gossip, gossip if used well will become a good story. Since then, Lao Pan has been working hard, first attacking women on social media. Wechat, QQ, he day and night to chat with the sister, kan kan kan kan day to kan himself. He had a good rhythm, and soon he was on the phone with her every day, asking for food, clothes and good morning.
By Lao Pan a statement, I roughly understand the situation he is in with sister at present, two people just entered the ambiguous stage. I threw cold water on Lao Pan and said, “There’s still a long way to go before he becomes my sister-in-law.”
Pan was confident: “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. He’s going to spend a lot of money on this. I haven’t had a crush on a girl in a long time.”
I leaned over to Lao Pan. “Do you have a picture? Let me have a look.”
Lao Pan took out his phone and opened the girl’s wechat moments. I grabbed Pan’s phone and looked through it. There are many selfies in the girl’s circle of friends, all kinds and different. Joyful, angry, sad, happy…… Wild flowers attract the eye.
How lonely must it be to take photos on moments every day, rain or shine. What is even more amazing is that the description of each group of photos is different, sometimes it is Xu Zhimo’s poem, sometimes it is the English lyrics that can not understand.
It takes a high degree of literary literacy to read and run a girl’s post, and I guess she must be running herself like a company’s product, ready for sale. I put forward a question: “look good, but her family should be very rich, friends circle bask in all kinds of famous brands.”
“She is the operator of the luxury channel of our company’s shopping App and often goes to luxury exhibitions. I don’t know if she has any money. I guess should not special money, rich people’s children who come to the Internet, tired to death every day.”
Lao Pan’s remarks to the operation sister are “gentle little sheep”. He really is a big bad Wolf, or a sex maniac. I quietly changed the note to “stud object”. As soon as I finished, I received a wechat message from the girl: “Did you have dinner, uncle?”
Before I could check it out, Lao Pan grabbed the phone. He curled up on the bed, his face lustful, and he chatted passionately with the girl, leaving me to lament.
Who said brothers are brothers and women are clothes? There is a serious imbalance in the ratio of boys to girls, and there are simply not enough clothes to wear. Brothers are valuable, but must not run naked.
(23)
Pan was genuinely tempted, and prepared to pay dearly. Since he just sent tens of thousands of yuan to his family before the year, the latest month’s salary has not been issued, he has no savings on hand. He opened his mouth to borrow money from me, and as a good friend who lives with him every day, I naturally couldn’t help but support his great career in picking up women.
But this guy used the five thousand yuan he borrowed from me and three thousand yuan of his own money to buy a leisure suit worth eight thousand yuan in the Beijing Department store in Wangfujing, which I really couldn’t understand.
He explained to me that he had a formal date with the girl on the weekend night and bought the suit to look good. I feel like it’s not a facade at all, it’s a facade.
Before I lent him the money, I thought he was spending money on cosmetics, gifts and dinner, but I didn’t think he was investing in himself.
I wasn’t afraid I wouldn’t get the five thousand dollars back. Pan was sure to pay me back. I just feel like PAM took a wrong turn in his courtship.
Pan worked out his plan as if it were a new product, honing it and revising it. With a girl on the phone every day.
I miss the girl, too, especially when Old Pen is in his prime. My brother, now hold the beauty, this makes me very flustered, my goddess where is she?
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