Shanghai morning

Under the night, the Shanghai Bund is colorful, sexy and enchanting.But the bright lights of the city that never sleeps can't shine into the small back alley, Wang Yao returned to the small alley in the dark, and was stopped by Xiao Yue hurriedly as soon as he entered.

"Brother Wang, you are back! It's amazing!" Xiao Yue said in a low voice anxiously.

"What's wrong? Talk slowly." Wang Yao held Xiao Yue steady.

Before Xiaoyue could explain, he heard Wanwan crying inside: "Damn old woman! Don't rob our house! Take it back, take it back!"

Then came the landlady's rude voice: "Little bastard! How much money do you and your bloody brother owe me? What happened to this thing? I didn't let you go out naked!"

Then the landlady's obese body collided with Wang Yao. When she saw Wang Yao, she immediately pointed her nose and scolded, "You poor bastard! No matter how conscientious I am, I can't accept you two! Get out of here tonight." go out!"

Wang Yao saw that the landlady's wife was holding Wanwan's foot warmer soup, which was the only valuable thing in the house.

"Give it to me! Give it back to me!" Wanwan rushed over to snatch it, but was knocked away by the landlady's body advantage.

Wang Yao supported his younger sister, and pleaded with the landlady: "You can leave this Mrs. Tang behind, Wanwan is weak, and winter refers to this!"

"I care about you? Bah!" The landlady spat at Wang Yao severely, twisted her fat body and walked away.

Wan Wan cried on Wang Yao's chest, Wang Yao hugged his sister and patted her on the back lightly.On the ground, Wang Yao and Wanwan's few belongings - more like rags - were thrown everywhere.The little Yue next to them kindly picked them up one by one, and packed away the unbroken dishes.

"Go live at my place tonight." Someone patted Wang Yao on the shoulder.

Wang Yao turned his head, and the tall Ivan was looking down at him.

"No need." Wang Yao worried about letting Wanwan get too close to this foreigner.

"It's true, you have a small attic, how can you accommodate three people? Besides, Wanwan is still a girl's house, how can you squeeze with men? Wanwan go to my place!" Xiaoyue stepped forward to pat Wanwan, "Don't cry, just let it go tonight, your brother will definitely find a solution tomorrow."

Wang Yao then said: "Wanwan, be obedient, go to Xiaoyue's. Brother will find a way to get money tomorrow, and I will definitely not let you have no place to live!"

Finally persuaded his sister to leave, Wang Yao and Ivan went back to the small attic.Ivan's bed is very narrow, and there is almost no room for him to put his body down. Although Wang Yao is two sizes smaller than him, it is very difficult to squeeze into this bed. The weight of two grown men makes the thin bed overwhelmed. The severely overloaded bed board made a harsh sound of creaking under the slight movements of the two of them.

"The bed will definitely be reimbursed tonight." Ivan moved his body inside, although the movement was not big, it was enough to press Wang Yao against the wall.

"You asked me to come, I won't pay!" Wang Yao pushed Ivan's chest with his hands to avoid being crushed against the wall.

"Is this the attitude towards the kind-hearted people who took you in?" Ivan was very dissatisfied, and at the same time took Wang Yao's hand away from his chest. Wang Yao's unconscious movements made him itchy.

"Otherwise I'll sleep on the floor so you don't have to rely on me tomorrow!" Wang Yao said angrily.

"Come on, I don't have any extra quilts, and it's warmer for the two of us together." Ivan said and put his arms around Wang Yao, "Don't move around, the bed board must be folded."

"En." Wang Yaoai replied indifferently, falling asleep on Ivan's uncomfortable pillow.

"Good night." Ivan didn't get a response, and soon fell asleep.

That night was basically peaceful, except that Ivan was kicked out of bed twice by Wang Yao.Wang Yao was extremely powerful in his sleep, and he refused to give up any territory.

The next morning, Wang Yao stepped over Ivan's body and went to the ground. As for why Ivan fell into a deep sleep and didn't wake him up even though he accidentally kicked Ivan's leg, Wang Yao didn't think about it at all.

Passing by No.18 on the Bund, suddenly a figure stopped in front of Wang Yao. Wang Yao looked up and saw that it was the young man who had painted his portrait.

"Hi, hello! We finally meet again!" Ferry greeted happily.

"Hi, you are—" Wang Yao couldn't remember Feliciano's name for a moment, and was speechless.

"Feliciano," Ferry replied, "Just Ferry!"

"Hello, Ferry." Wang Yao nodded with a smile.

"Luther said that I always overslept, so I couldn't see you. Today I woke up early on purpose!" Ferry waved his arms exaggeratedly.In fact he tried to get up early every day, but only today succeeded.

Wang Yao couldn't help laughing and asked: "It's really hard for you, what can I do for you?"

Ferry immediately beamed: "The painting is finished, I think it is very beautiful, I want you to take a look!"

Wang Yao vaguely remembered what Ferry said about oil painting at the ball: "Could it be——"

"It's the one with you as the model!" Ferry nodded vigorously, "I want you to be the first to see the finished work, after all, you are the person in the painting!"

"It's a great honor!" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Then go to my place on Sunday! I'll write you the address." Fei Li took out his pen as he spoke, but found that he didn't bring a sketchbook with him today, and there was no paper to use, so he simply grabbed Wang Yao's left hand and wrote in the palm of his hand. next address.

"You must come! Goodbye!" Fei Li said and ran away briskly, full of energy in the gloomy morning in Shanghai.

In Jardine Matheson, Wang Yao walked into Arthur's office anxiously. He was sure that his request would make Arthur unhappy, but he didn't know how unhappy Arthur would be.As long as he doesn't get fired because of this, Wang Yao has to give it a try.

"What's the matter, Wang Yao?" Arthur quickly flipped through the documents on the table and signed his name on the last page, "Sea transportation is not smooth, but at this time! Things have been terrible recently, our cash flow Don't open it, the bastard Francis will only do bad things!"

Looking at the irritable Arthur, Wang Yao swallowed what he wanted to say.But not reconciled to returning without success, he stood still on the spot.

"Seeing Honda Chrysanthemum yesterday, how did it feel?" Arthur asked without looking up as he opened another file bag.

Wang Yao had no choice but to answer: "I conveyed to Mr. Honda Jardine Matheson's willingness to cooperate."

"And what about his answer?" Arthur stopped what he was doing.

"Mr. Honda didn't make a clear statement." Wang Yao recalled what Honda Ju said last night, and a gloomy chill rose up his spine.

Arthur looked away and thought for a moment, then turned to look at Wang Yao, and said as if giving an order: "Continue to keep in touch with him, and use some means if necessary."

"Means?" Wang Yao's eyes widened in confusion.

"To meet some of his requirements—more special requirements, this is a necessary means of communication." Arthur looked directly at Wang Yao with his green eyes.

Wang Yao was sad, Arthur didn't give him any room for consideration.

"Okay, you can go back to work." Arthur waved Wang Yao out.

Wang Yao didn't move, he didn't forget his purpose.

"Anything else?" Arthur asked, looking up.

Wang Yao said cautiously: "Mr. Kirkland, I would like to advance my salary."

"Why?" Arthur frowned immediately.

"I couldn't pay the rent and was kicked out by the landlord. I don't want my sister to sleep on the street." Wang Yao said in a low voice.

Arthur frowned and thought about it, then wrote a note and handed it to Wang Yao: "Okay, advance half a month's salary, I hope you won't be left without money by the end of the month."

I didn't expect Arthur to agree so happily, but Wang Yao couldn't be happy either. He did it for nothing, but now he can only care about the current crisis.

Thank you Arthur, Wang Yao just wanted to go out, suddenly Arthur added a sentence behind him: "Remember what I said, use some means if necessary!"

This made Wang Yao have to think of Honda Ju's cold face again, and suddenly felt more heavy in his heart.

If possible, I would like to complain to Francis, but Francis did not come today.