Signing in the Republic of China: starting from a foot patrol

"Ton ton..."

Lin Hongfei was still drinking soda, and just now he followed Qian Minghe and others around the banquet hall for a long time, but he didn't waste his time chatting with everyone.

Now, Qian Minghe and others went to a small room on the side of the hall to discuss matters, and Lin Hongfei finally had time to spare. With a thirsty mouth, he picked up a bottle of soda and talked about it.

"Hiccup~"

"It's pretty cool!"

After belching, Lin Hongfei was quite satisfied, and when he was about to eat some snacks, melodious music rang in his ears.

Looking up, I saw that there was an extra band in the hall at some point, and it was playing a dance music now.

Immediately, those young men and young ladies from wealthy families got up one after another and began to walk towards the center of the hall.

And those banquet ladies and little boys are also waiting for the opportunity to find the target, and want to get closer to the target through dancing.

Although the current atmosphere is relatively conservative, for these upper-class young people who have received Western-style education or even studied abroad, it is normal for men and women to dance with their arms around each other.

Even, this is still a fashion.

After all, foreigners dance like this!

Moreover, whoever can have a foreigner as a boyfriend will immediately become the most eye-catching existence among the sisters.

Lin Hongfei looked at the men and women hugging each other and dancing back and forth in front of him, with deep complexity in his eyes, this scene was so fragmented.

Outside the Liuguo Hotel, the streets are full of starving beggars with scantily clad clothes and skinny bones;

Inside the Liuguo Hotel, there were feasting, red men and women, and the tables were filled with all kinds of desserts and wines, but no one took a second look at them.

A wall separates the two worlds.

Lin Hongfei sighed lightly, didn't think any more, picked up a piece of snack, and chewed it tastelessly.

"Sir, can you dance with me?"

At this time, a crisp voice sounded, and Lin Hongfei turned his head to see a young and beautiful woman.

The corner of Lin Hongfei's mouth couldn't help but curled up. He had a good memory, and the woman in front of him was clearly one of the group of banquet ladies just now.

Moreover, just now, it was her who had the sharpest and most contemptuous eyes, as if if he looked at her one more time, she would lose a piece of flesh.

Unexpectedly, after such a short time, she has a completely different attitude.

I have to say, this face changes fast enough, Sichuan opera is not as fast as her!

"Is that all right, sir?" the woman asked again.

Lin Hongfei took a few glances at this woman, her lordosis and her back were upturned, her wire rods were smooth, and she was by no means man-made by plastic surgery.

After all, in this era, even surgery is not something ordinary people can enjoy.

"Of course, but I can't dance, you have to teach me!"

Do you still want to refuse to offer it to your door? Isn't that pure brain bubble!

The woman was very happy, and immediately agreed: "No problem, come on, sir!"

These banquet ladies during the Republic of China were basically not much different from Lin Hongfei's previous life.

It's nothing more than in this kind of venue where high-ranking people come and go, relying on one's beauty and conversation to hook up with a powerful person, and then be hidden in the rich man's golden house, or be married as a concubine.

Some of them were lucky enough to hook up with one or two sons of the rich man's family who had never seen the world, and went straight in to become the young mistress of the son's family, and became the master.

On the dance floor, Lin Hongfei put his arms around the woman's waist, and slowly danced in the soft voice of the woman.

In fact, there is nothing difficult, the so-called dancing is nothing more than men and women moving back and forth with their arms around each other.

As for the beauty of the dancing posture and the lightness of the dancing steps, no one cares.

After all, everyone is not really here to dance.

Not far away, Qian Minghe, Chen Fengchang and others finished discussing the matter and walked out of the small room. Lin Hongfei was nowhere to be found.

When they saw Lin Hongfei dancing with a woman on the dance floor, meaningful smiles appeared on their faces.

"It's nice to be young!"

Qian Minghe stroked his beard and said with a smile, his thoughts were also turbulent. He remembered the years when he was young. At that time, he and Lin Hongfei's grandfather Lin Qingsong had been listening to music in Goulan for half a month.

Alas, time is like a wild donkey, it keeps running.

Lin Qingsong had already reported to the commander in chief. Although he was still in good health, he couldn't handle the matter of men and women.

"Deputy Chief, Hong Fei is in his 20s, but he is still alone. Don't you care about this matter?" Chen Fengchang joked from the side.

Qian Minghe waved his hand: "Take care, this matter must be taken care of. The Lin family is just Hongfei, a single seedling. If you don't start a family, start a business, and have a few children, brother Qingsong won't be able to scold me in your dreams at night."

"Then you have to choose a good girl for Hongfei. If you choose the wrong wife, the teacher will scold you even harder!" Chen Fengchang joked.

"Hahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Chen Fengchang also specially called a waiter over and asked him to open a room for Lin Hongfei, and told Lin Hongfei later that he would take the girl directly to the upstairs room for the night.

As for the room rate, even if it is included in the cost of tonight's banquet, anyway, the cost of this banquet is also paid by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Qian Minghe was getting old and not so energetic, so he went back home not long after.

Although the guest of honor has left, the banquet is still going on. After finally catching up with an opportunity for free food, drink and night entertainment, how could he just leave like this.

Lin Hongfei swayed on the dance floor with his arms around the woman for a while. The close physical contact and friction between the two parties was like sulfur saltpeter and charcoal, just a little bit of sparks could explode flowers.

At this moment, a waiter ran over and handed Lin Hongfei a room key:

"Sir, this is the room Director Chen asked me to open for you. You can rest here tonight."

Holding the key, Lin Hongfei exchanged a glance with the woman in his arms. Although the two of them didn't say anything, they kept everything in mind.