National Beer

Ten miles of Qinhuai Yanshui, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.

Walking out of the simple and atmospheric Soviet-Russian Nanjing Railway Station, the bustling crowd is oncoming.

Amidst the noise and the eyes of the people, Qin Dong pointed to the front, "There, there is a pick-up bus."

After leaving their hometown, several leaders were still smiling, but they were all wondering about the food, clothing, housing and transportation in this city. At present, how to get to the venue is the most important thing. They dare not let a young worker lead the way.

"Well, the meetings jointly held by the two ministries and commissions are not the same. After so many meetings, it was the first time I saw a car to pick them up." Economic commissioner He Yongsheng laughed.

After leaving Qinwan, the official spirit of the leader also faded a lot. Before coming, Du Yuan had been telling Qin Dong to talk less, do more work, pour water in his bag, wipe the table and sweep the floor, and do more of these tasks.

Qin Dong took the bag in Liang Yongsheng's hand and the food brought by Chen Shifa. He brought too much, and he didn't finish eating on the train.

"Get on the bus." Liang Yongsheng was also very happy without having to squeeze the bus by himself. He took the lead and got on the bus.

In the car, there were leaders and experts who came to participate in this work conference. Some people may not travel frequently, while others may travel frequently. Qin Dong could hear the various accents in the car.

He did not participate in the conversation between Liang Yongsheng and others, but quietly stared at the ancient capital of the eighties outside the car window.

Trolleybuses with long braids are all over the streets under the fading trees that cover the sky. Spider-web-like tram lines are also erected on the roads. At the corners, "braids" and wires often sparkle.

The clothes of people riding bicycles are the same, and there seem to be more cars on the street than in Qinwan today.

The city is the container of culture. Generations of people live and walk in the city. The emotions and sorrows constitute the expressions and memories of the city.

Walking through the pristine and quiet old city, someone around him suddenly yelled in Dongbei dialect, "Jinling Hotel, Jinling Hotel."

Xinjiekou, Jinling Hotel, is the main venue of the conference. At this time, the 110-meter-high building is the tallest building in China. The elegance of the white exterior wall and black window frames makes it stand out among the buildings in NJ City.

The bus slowly stopped in front of the hotel. Many people forgot to talk about the meeting, or about malt, fermentation, hops... Someone looked up at the sky, and their hat fell on the ground.

Qin Dong smiled. At this time, not everyone can come in this place. Whether it's the price of 90 US dollars a night, the sign of "Disadvantages are not accepted", or the regulations that only use foreign currency exchange vouchers, most Citizens "look and sigh."

The only way for citizens and tourists to visit Xuan Palace, the country's first revolving restaurant, is to buy a ticket. Sitting in the restaurant can overlook the whole city of Nanjing, and the ticket costs three yuan.

"Let's go," Liang Yongsheng didn't want to be treated as a hillbilly, but we were from Qin Wan. "Go in, it seems that this is a big gathering of the National Economic Commission and the Ministry of Light Industry... Well, the two ministries are under If we have a lot of money, we have a meeting here, and it’s not justified if we can’t do a good job after we return.”

In this era, people’s thinking is so simple and their vision is so simple. A group of people walked into the hotel and immediately slowed down. The hotel is magnificent. The first door has just been opened by the guests, and the second door has been opened. The waiter smiled and said hello. ...

"Hello, this is Jinling Hotel..."

Liang Yongsheng was also very surprised. He slowed down involuntarily, and started to look around like the comrades who dropped their hats outside.

"Director Liao, Director He... Your letter of introduction." Qin Dong reminded several leaders with a smile that at this time, the country has not yet implemented the resident ID system, and officials and employees of agencies and enterprises who travel abroad must hold the unit’s letter of introduction.

"Okay, okay." The voices of several leaders were reduced, and they all handed Qin Dong the letter of introduction.

"Comrade, we are here for a meeting. This is our letter of introduction." Qin Dong walked to the conference registration office at the front desk and handed over the certificates and letters of introduction one by one.

He glanced at him again, Liang Yongsheng and others had already sat down on the sofa, still admiring them, looking around.

As the earliest foreign-related hotel, there were also many foreigners in the hotel. At this time, Nanjing had two highly compelling places: Jinling Hotel and Friendship Store. Even if you have money, you may not be able to enter the two places, because foreign exchange settlement is used.

After receiving the room card, Liang Yongsheng and others all stood up. They obviously met acquaintances. "Comrades who come in advance can take a good look at the Jinling Hotel." The visitor looks very proud. He should be the comrade of the Light Industry Department. It is the first skyscraper in my country; the first five-star luxury hotels built by overseas Chinese and foreign capital......"

Oh.

Qin Dong's expression remained unchanged, leading a group of leaders to the elevator in the dazzling state.

"Xiao Qin, you seem to be familiar with this place." Liao Lusheng, the director of the Light Industry Machinery Factory, looked at Qin Dong. Unlike the old guys, like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, Qin Dong looked plain everywhere.

In his impression, Wu Geng introduced this young man, he is from Zhongjiawa!

"No, it was introduced by a comrade in the conference group." Qin Dong smiled.

"Well, Xiao Qin will get familiar with this place these few days. You are young and good. Then you will be our guide. Don't let us get lost here. It will make people laugh." Fang Lingxian, deputy director of technology, also said. I was a college student in the 1950s, but I am not used to stepping here today.

This sentence was immediately approved by everyone.

Liang Yongsheng glanced at this young man, and he was secretly surprised at Qin Dong's inactivity.

The elevator lights came on, and several foreigners walked out of it. One of them was carrying a large travel bag, and the package accidentally touched Wang Congjun's body, "I'msorryIranintoyou." The foreigner with blue eyes and high nose immediately laughed. Tao.

Senseless!

The director of the district industry bureau was dumbfounded. Their generation was learning Russian and couldn't understand what the foreigner on the opposite side was saying.

Liang Yongsheng, Fang Lingxian and others were also at a loss for a while, and Fang Lingxian also studied Russian.

Several foreigners smiled and looked at each other, and then looked at the group of people who were all wearing light blue ceremonial shirts. One of them shrugged and shook his head. The group was about to leave.

"Nevermind, HaveagoodtimeinNanjing."

Qin Dong said loudly, his voice was so loud that all the staff in the hall looked over here. Several staff in charge of meeting organization hurriedly walked over here, thinking that some diplomatic dispute had occurred.

Liang Yongsheng and others also looked surprised and inexplicable. Both Chinese and foreigners looked at Qin Dong.

"What's the matter?" The staff of the conference affairs group seemed very nervous. To hold such a conference in such a foreign-related hotel, foreign affairs discipline must be observed.

"What did you just say?" One of the older women looked at Qin Dong seriously, "Tell me what you said just now."