He Wei went to Singapore this time, and things went well, which was appreciated by Mr. Ghent, President of their branch.
Mr. Ghent is a white British man in his early fifties. He is very tall and a little balding. His appearance is fine, but his character is worrying.
The bank she worked for was called "Leton bank", which used to be a gold and silver maker. Later, Mr. and Mrs. Leton got married. After the two banks got together, they established the current big bank.
Leton bank has 98 branches in the world and four in Asia.
The Hong Kong Branch has about 300 employees, but only 11 women, including only two Asian women.
Zhang Su, two years older than He Wei, is the daughter of a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong. Her cousin is a famous doctor. Her name is Luo Ailin. She also knows Pei Cheng, Gu Qingzhou's brother-in-law.
The other is He Wei.
Mr. Ghent, the head of the branch, likes Asian beauty very much. Every time he sees Zhang Zhu and He Wei, his eyes shine.
Zhang Zhu's family is so prominent that he dare not flirt with it.
He Wei was recommended by the head office. He didn't know his details. He didn't dare to make a rash move for the time being, but he was always a little flirtatious.
He Wei never dares to reveal his identity. He Wei is afraid that Mr. Ghent will aggravate his harassment to her if he knows that she is from a poor family.
So when the bank discussed the gold bars under the name of Gu Qingzhou, He Wei deliberately said, "this is Mrs. Si's, she is my sister."
Others asked if they were sisters.
He Wei faltered, "it's very close."
It must be very precious to be able to save so much money. In order to prove that what he Wei said is true, He Wei volunteered to do it.
She did, and said she was sent back by plane by Gu Qingzhou.
Mr. Ghent got the document and showed some caution on his face. He was very polite to He Wei. It was polite in official business.
"I wish I could hold on a little longer, and not be exposed so quickly." He wei walked out of the bank, only temporarily relieved.
She heard that Mr. Ghent's term of office was five years, and this year is the fourth.
While waiting for Mr. Ghent to transfer, He Wei waited for her boyfriend to come to Hong Kong.
She is expected to be better when she gets married.
Nowadays in this world, it is very difficult for women to do business, especially for women with a little beauty. Those superiors or male colleagues think that if you don't teach each other at home, they just send them to tease you. They don't belittle you, as if they have failed you.
He Wei thought that when she got married and worked for a long time, the situation would definitely change.
Her boyfriend is also a child of a very ordinary family, with many brothers and sisters. It was his uncle who supported him that he could study such expensive medicine.
In such a family, her boyfriend will not object to her work.
In this way, He Wei's mood has improved a lot.
She got off the streetcar from the next street and saw a small butcher's shop just around the corner. Thinking that there was nothing to eat at home, she bought two Jin of ribs.
He Wei's house has thin walls and small space. It's about 30 years old. She's comfortable living alone.
When I got home, I burned the ribs and was about to take the juice out of the pot when someone knocked at the door.
He Wei is surprised.
She walked carefully to the door and asked who?
The man outside said in English: "young lady, what are you cooking? It smells like this?"
The voice is old, a little lazy and low.
He Wei knows that this is an old Englishman in the room next to her. She went to work several times in the morning and met him when he came back from buying wine.
He lived in a state of despondency, his clothes were dirty and wrinkled, his hair and beard were messy, and his face was almost gone. He met his neighbor, did not say hello, as if he did not see the wrong body.
Compared with the other two families, the old Englishman was very quiet and never bothered the people.
He Wei opened the door.
As expected, he was standing at the door.
He exudes a light smell of wine, but also just wake up ignorant, may be drinking a day's wine, now wake up instead of hungry.
"It's braised pork ribs." He Wei said, "I put a lot of ginger and garlic. Can you eat them?"
Almost all the Englishmen she knew didn't like ginger, and garlic was barely enough.
However, braised meat can not be separated from these.
"I like ginger and garlic. Give me a bowl." Said the old man.
He Wei said, "well, come in and eat. I didn't eat at the same time."
But the old man did not go in, stood at the door and said, "gentlemen do not enter Single Ladies' rooms, especially young ladies."
He Wei smiled and said, "I'll serve you a bowl. Just a moment."
The old man added, "please close the door and go to Sheng. Young people should know how to protect themselves."
He Wei was shocked, but thought that he was right, and he closed the door first.
She quickly filled a bowl of braised pork ribs, and a large bowl of rice, and brought them to him: "the rest of the soup mixed with rice, very delicious."
The old man took it.
The next morning, He Wei saw two more bowls at his door before going to work, one of which contained a piece of chocolate candy.
She took out the sugar and ate it. She went to work happily.
That night, she came back from work and met the old man on the path downstairs. He was still ragged, with two bottles of wine in his hand.
He appreciated He Wei's ribs and said they were the most delicious he had ever eaten.
"I'll make braised pork at the weekend, and I'll give you one." He Wei said generously.
She asked the old man where he was from in England, why he came to Hong Kong and the rest of his family?
The old man said he was from London.
"I've been busy for most of my life, and I suddenly want to write a book, and I want to wander around. I just arrived in Hong Kong, where the wine is very good.
My wife and I have been married for 40 years. She shaves my beard every morning. She is ill in the morning. That morning, the two dogs we had kept for 12 years followed her.
I lost everything in a day and didn't want to stay in London any more, so I decided to look around and drink and write poetry like I did when I was young. " Said the old man.
At this point, there was a thick sadness on his face.
He Wei heard about his wife and dog, but he didn't mention his children and grandchildren, maybe not. So she didn't ask more, just said, "your ideal is romantic."
The old man suddenly asked, "young lady, what are your ideals?"
He smiled and said, "work hard."
"Work is not ideal. It's survival. Do you work at the Bank of Leighton? " Asked the old man.
"As you know?"
"You went to work in the morning, and on the paper bag you took was Leighton's stamp." The old man said.
He Wei is surprised.
It's an internal stamp. Outsiders must not know it.
"You've worked in Leighton, too?" He Wei is a little surprised.
The old man sighed: "yes. It's not worth how much time I've wasted for a failed thing. There's no point in making money. If I had written poetry earlier, I would have been a poet now. "
He Wei is neither laughing nor crying. She paid some respect to the bank and didn't follow the old man to denigrate it.