Old Movies of the Republic of China II

Feng Yafang is really a warm and likable girl. When she was sitting next to Qinghe, many people came to talk to her and took the opportunity to get to know Qinghe.

After about a quarter of an hour, a calm and reliable man came over and introduced himself: "I am Liu Yao, one of the founders of the club. Ziran, nice to meet you."

Qing He smiled and said, "Hello, Young Master Liu."

On the way here, Hou Yuzhi had already told him about Liu Yao. Liu Yao's father was the chairman of the Northeast Chamber of Commerce. Although he himself had never been abroad, he studied under the great Confucian Mr. Huang Minzhi, and was the old man's favorite student.Mr. Jiang Shaohua who provided this house to the club was his uncle.

Liu Yao said, "Just call me by my name."

Earlier, Feng Yafang gave Qing He a glass of wine, but he couldn't put it down, so he drank half of the glass without realizing it.For others, a few glasses of alcohol with such a low alcohol content will not make you feel drunk, but Qing He has never drunk alcohol, and now her cheeks are flushed, and she feels a little dizzy.

But he couldn't show it.

Opportunities to join Pei Duofei's club don't come every day, thanks to Hou Yuzhi this time, it would be a pity if they can't be accepted by them.

Feng Yafang said: "Liu Yao, can you introduce Ziran to everyone later?"

Liu Yao paused, and said, "Don't you know many people?"

"It's not everyone," Feng Yafang said coquettishly, "Zi Ran is easily shy, and I am too embarrassed to take the initiative to talk to everyone. Please help him."

Qinghe met Liu Yao's gaze.

Hou Yuzhi said: "Liu Yao, not everyone knows Ziran, you can simply mention a few words later, it will be a good thing for him and others."

Liu Yao finally nodded.

He respected Hou Yuzhi very much, and he recognized her demeanor and intelligence very much.In fact, if Hou Yuzhi hadn't said it in person, he would never have agreed to let Qinghe join their club so easily.

Today the members just got together, there is no theme, it can be said to be a social party.

When no one came anymore, Liu Yao stood in the middle and knocked on the microphone, his voice was low and not in line with his youthful appearance: "Friends, today we have a new friend joining our club, let me introduce you. "

The rule of the club is that new members must be approved by everyone to join, but the rules are dead and people are alive. In many cases, the initiator has the right to let new members join.

"Zi Ran, come here," Liu Yao put his hand on Qing He's shoulder and said, "This is Zi Ran, who graduated from the Northeast Language School. He is very concerned about current affairs and will do his best for our country." What. Ziran, from now on you will be a member of Pedofi Club."

Qing He said: "Thank you."

Most of the members of the club are arrogant and arrogant, but most of them are also happy to make friends, especially good friends. "Zhang Ziran" is Zhang Yishan's godson no matter what, and he looks clean and clean, without any threat.

Hou Yuzhi was waltzing with someone on the dance floor, Feng Yafang and Liu Yao were talking in the corner, the tall and straight man put his hand on her hair and stroked it gently, and the expression on Feng Yafang's face was no stranger to Qinghe .

He missed Zhang Zheng even more.

Qinghe calmed down and chatted with a few new friends. Most of these people will play an important role in Fengtian and even the entire Northeast in the future, and many of them are elites with vision and talent.

"Zi Ran, are you coming?"

Qinghe looked natural and said, "Of course, I have always admired Mr. Lin."

Lin Zhiyuan is a well-known economist across the country. Some people even think that he is as capable as Zhang Yishan's director of the Finance Department, Wang Yongjiang. However, unlike Zhang Yishan, Lin Zhiyuan advocates hiding wealth for the people.

This is why Zhang Yishan did not reuse him, but chose Wang Yongjiang.

A few days later, Lin Zhiyuan returned to Fengtian, and at the invitation of Chen Xing, another promoter of the club, he agreed to hold a small discussion meeting in their club. people.

Qinghe is not familiar with Lin Zhiyuan, so of course he can't say whether he admires or not.

He planned to inquire about this Mr. Lin immediately after leaving the club.

Except for the symposium three days later, they didn't say anything too serious. It was just that a new bakery opened on Jiuda Road, and the Russian restaurant on Taoyuan Road changed its chef.

Qinghe seemed to be listening with gusto, and occasionally expressed his opinion, but in fact, his mind was not on the conversation.It seems that most of the members of this club come from extraordinary backgrounds, do not hesitate to spend money, and have no idea what the real bottom looks like. What they pursue is equality and freedom, which is Western style.

Qing He inadvertently saw a lone figure standing at the railing on the second floor.

A person followed his gaze, smiled indifferently, and said with a little sarcasm: "Zi Ran, you probably don't know him, I tell you, he is the most unpopular person in the club." .He is an illegitimate child, he is also a dude, he is good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but such a person still insists on coming when we are partying, without any self-knowledge."

That "dandy" met his gaze and looked over, even though it was not a short distance away, Qinghe could still feel his ferocity and irritability.

Qinghe looked away.

It was already eleven o'clock when the party ended, Qing He bid farewell to the others and left with Hou Yuzhi.

Hou Yuzhi seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and her meticulous hair was a little messy when she came here, but this did not affect her intoxicating style. She squinted her eyes slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Zi Ran, you and...Major General Zhang... ...is that really the case?"

Qinghe supported her, and she was not surprised when she heard the words, she just nodded and said: "Yes."

There is nothing to admit, maybe in the eyes of others, the roles he and Zhang Zheng played together are not glorious, but people know how warm they are when they drink water.Except for him, no one can really understand what Zhang Zheng means to him.

Hou Yuzhi laughed lowly, "The mechanism was too smart to calculate, and it cost Qingqing's life. This is me, it's me."

Qinghe was puzzled: "Sister Yuzhi?"

Hou Yuzhi waved his hand, "It's all in the past, Ziran. In the future, if I have a chance, my sister will talk to you about my affairs. But I can't do it today, my head hurts too much."

Wang Yongze saw that they got out of the car quickly and wanted to pick up Hou Yuzhi, Qing He shook his head and helped them into the car.

"Brother Wang, take Mrs. Du home first."

Wang Yongze responded.

The Pei Duofei Club is not far from the temporary residence of Du Zhongyuan and his wife. Wang Yongze got out of the car. He was wearing a military uniform, and it seemed that knocking on the door at such a late hour still made people feel uneasy.

Fortunately, Du Zhongyuan had been waiting in the hallway, and soon he and the old lady helped Hou Yuzhi out of the car, who had fallen into a drowsy sleep, and thanked Qinghe with sweat on his face.

Seeing them enter the door, the car drove away.

Qinghe rarely comes back so late.

He lay weakly on the bed, and the room was empty.

I don't know how long it took, Qinghe slowly got up from the bed, took off all the clothes on her body, and walked to the closet with bare feet, opened the door, and took out a piece of Zhang Zheng's clothes. shirt.

He lay down on the bed and covered himself with his shirt, covering him from head to thigh.

The top fabric of the shirt was slowly damp and steamed.

Qinghe woke up with a headache.

Ying'er said cautiously: "Master Qinghe, did you drink alcohol last night? Shall I ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup?"

She smelled alcohol on Qing He last night.

Qing He half-closed her eyes, waiting to fully wake up, and said, "No, what time is it?"

"Nine o'clock, do you still want to sleep a little longer? Madame had someone call you over to have breakfast together, but she went back when she saw that you were still awake."

Qing He shook her head: "You go out first."

"lady."

Su Qian raised her head: "Qing He, are you awake? It's rare to see you sleep in when Zhang Zheng is not at home. What time did you come back last night?"

Qinghe said: "It's past eleven o'clock. I drank alcohol last night and fell asleep drowsily. I didn't expect it to be so late."

"How much did you drink?" Susie said, "It's not too late, you're exhausted these days."

"A...cup."

Susie couldn't help laughing, and said, "Qinghe, you really can't even drink a glass of wine."

Zhang Rui took Qing He's hand and said, "Don't drink."

Zhang Sheng was playing with toys and gave his brother a strange look.

"Zhang Zheng is coming back soon," Su Qian smiled slightly, "He won the battle!"

Unlike the suppression of bandits, this is a war between warlords, a war between regular armies, and it is a war that Zhang Zheng has attracted much attention.Everyone is looking to see if Zhang Yishan's son has the ability to lead troops to fight and protect the environment and the people.

Qinghe was overjoyed, the commander-in-chief had indeed said that everything was going well, but no one could really rest assured until the dust settled.

"Really? When?"

Su Qian said: "I should be on the train now, don't worry."

When the train is mentioned, Qinghe can't help but think of everything that happened on the way back from Tianjin a few months ago.Although there was no danger in the end, it does not mean that the train must be safe.

... No, in other words, as long as he is Zhang Zheng, safety cannot be guaranteed no matter what.

When the phone rang, Chun'er went to answer it, and said with a pleasant face, "Madam, Master Qinghe, it's the young master!"

Qinghe stood up subconsciously, Zhang Rui was thrown away by him, and his face became ugly.

Qinghe suppressed her excitement, Susie took the receiver, "Zheng'er, why haven't you called home for so long? Didn't you go to the deep mountains and old forests, I don't believe you can't even find a phone number."

Zhang Zheng didn't know what to say at the other end, Susie laughed.

After the mother and son chatted for a few words, Susie handed the microphone to Qing He.

"Big boy."

Qinghe called out softly, but there was no response from the other end for a long time, and he asked in doubt: "Young master?"

He heard Zhang Zheng's voice, "Wait for me to go back."