In the United Nations lounge, Chen Zhiyuan refuted the provocation in seven languages. When there was thunderous applause, he thought of the light at home in Beijing that stayed on until late at night - that was the "return date" left for him by his wife when she was expecting childbirth alone.
From riding the "Erba Dagong" in the alley in 1978, hanging on the handlebars the "English-Chinese Dictionary" that his father had hidden in the coal pile, to being scolded by Mr. Yan in the translation room of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, "a wrong translation of a word may misjudge the national interest"; from the WTO negotiation table He spent the first three days revising the plan, missed his son's first "Daddy", and came to the Hague arbitration case with the famous "four no-acceptances" - his diplomatic career was a line of defense built with words, but it also made "house lights" the most luxurious expectation.
His son once called him "the uncle who is always absent," and his wife always said, "Don't worry, I'm at home." But no one knew that in the mezzanine of his briefcase, there would always be a note with a small sailboat drawn on it. It was a promise to his son, and it was also the weakness he hid behind "Seven Languages."
This is not the story of a perfect diplomat, but a man who has spent his whole life proving that what he protects is not only the dignity of the country at the negotiating table, but also the confidence behind the family lamp that his son will be able to look at the world in the future.
The story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental.
Purpose: Reflecting the "Galaxy of the Times" with "personal glimmer": the resonance of the rise of little people and great powers at the same frequency