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How many people can understand?

Yuezhi shook his head: "I'm different from you. I have an older brother who takes care of everything. I can do whatever I want for the time being. You are the eldest son and you have this obligation."

"Our old man seems to ask me to bring out a grandson. As long as I have a child, he won't bother to care about me. It's only a year or two if I'm not free. We can still be together by then." After he finished speaking, he turned to Shen Yuezhi With a smile, although there is no promise between them, it can be regarded as two or three years, he can't do without this guy for a while, but this person is always half-hearted, and loves to find new loves, but he turned around He will still come back to him later, he already has experience in this, so it doesn't matter if Yuezhi takes a fancy to that coachman.

Boss Shen smiled socially, and then turned his gaze to Fulai who was sitting in a daze in the corner. Xiaohui was busy putting on makeup, and no one talked to this kid, probably felt bored?

The coachman looked down at the ground for a long time, then heard Shen Yuezhi calling to himself: "Fulai, come and eat?"

"Oh." He happily came to the dinner table, but unexpectedly gave Liyuan Xiaosheng a blank look.

"Sit down, you're welcome, Boss Wu is not an outsider." Yuezhi handed him chopsticks and pulled him to sit down.

Tong Fulai awkwardly picked up the chopsticks and took a few mouthfuls of rice, but he didn't dare to pick up the vegetables.

"Why just eat white rice, come, eat vegetables." Shen Yuezhi gently added vegetables to his bowl, but Wu Biling who was sitting on the side couldn't stand it any longer.

He said coldly: "I'm full." After speaking, he got up and left, he was simply full.

The sensible driver frowned and said, "Boss Wu is angry with you."

"It's okay, he likes to play with his temper, and he'll be fine in a while." When they were together before, Wu Biling would often lose his temper because of his "transference". He pretended not to notice it, because he knew clearly This will not affect the two of them continuing to sleep together, but this time it seems a little different, and he can't tell why, maybe because Fulai is too "special"?

Chief of Staff Tong is scheming

In the evening, the "Legend of the White Snake" at the hall performance reached its finale. The reunion of Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing and Xu Xian on the Broken Bridge was filled with mixed feelings.

The guests in the audience lowered their voices as much as possible when they spoke. Mr. Zhou and his mother sitting in the middle seat were full of joy. The Zhou family is a foreign goods dealer in Beijing, mainly selling imported goods from the East. His son Zhou Likuang is also from Beijing. A big gangster who idles around all day, eats, drinks, and squanders his inheritance. Mr. Zhou has nothing to do with his only son, so he can only listen to operas to express his depression.

Bai Suzhen sang: "Oh, broken bridge! I think that when I met Xu Lang West Lake that day, I passed by this bridge. Now the bridge has not been broken. Suzhen, I have broken my heart!"

The Xipi sanban sounded, and another melancholy singing resounded through the hall, infecting the guests present.

Wu Biling sang with tears of grief and indignation: "West Lake is still the same as it was back then. Seeing that the broken bridge is not broken, but the heart is broken. He doesn't want to at all, so he can't help but grit his teeth and blame Xu Lang."

Xiaoqing held up his sword and was filled with righteous indignation: "For such a heartless person, Xiaoqing had already persuaded her sister to abandon him, but she refused to listen. Now that you are pregnant, and you are in such a state of displacement, if I, Xiaoqing, see Xu Xian's face again, I can't spare him!"

Bai Suzhen sang again: "My sister also deeply hates Xu Lang's heartlessness, but when I think about it carefully, it's also because of Fa Hai's repeated quarrels, so that's the case."

Xiaoqing beat the gong vigorously: "Although Fa Hai is not good, Xu Xian shouldn't forget the past and listen to his instigation."

Bai Suzhen defended Xu Xian: "It's normal for officials to be afraid, and it's better to blame Fa Hai."

Xiaoqing said again: "You are still facing him like this until now, don't you have suffered enough? Sister!"

After the Xipi Sanban, Xiaoqing sang: "Sister Xian, although your sincerity remains unchanged, then Xu Xian is no longer the Xu Xian of that day. Let the heartless people in the world eat my sword!"

At this time, Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen stopped by the roadside to rest.

After Xipi sanban, Xu Xian hurriedly entered the stage.

Shen Yuezhi, who was playing Xu Xian, sang anxiously: "Running home day and night, looking for wives along the way."

Everyone in the audience applauded, and the most classic passage is about to come.

At this time, Mr. Tong also walked here from the garden, and Adjutant Zhao behind him said: "You think it's too noisy. Today is Zhou Qingfu from the foreign goods store celebrating his mother's [-]th birthday. It will end at eight o'clock. Please bear with me a little bit." .”

"It doesn't matter. I still like Peking Opera very much. These young people can sing well." He stood on the stand at the entrance and performed. Now a famous actress who is very popular in the capital.

"I have seen their plays. Zhengdan is Wu Biling, the only son of Wu Zhuxin, and Xiaosheng is Shen Yuezhi, the son of Fan Xian'e." He is also a theater fan, but he is not that crazy, because he is busy with business, so he rarely has time to go to the theater to watch plays.

Mr. Tong was a little surprised: "Fan Xian'e was the most famous Tsing Yi at that time, one of the few actresses in the capital, she must be in her 40s now, she never came out to sing after marrying Shen Muhan as a concubine, it's a pity gone."

"At that time I was too young to have heard of her drama, but my father said that she is a great beauty." He said, the Huadan on stage was quite to his liking, it is said that she was a new star, her stage name was Lu Xiaohui.

Mr. Tong nodded: "Well, she is indeed a beauty. I just blame Shen Muhan for being too quick. Hehe, before we had time to show our friendship, she was taken away by her." At that time, he was also a well-known stubborn master in the capital, Playing with Fengyue is his hobby, but after thirty, he restrained himself a lot.

While the two were talking, a young man in a brown-red leather jacket walked over from the crowd in the hall. Adjutant Zhao recognized him at a glance.

When Fulai saw the officer, he immediately bowed and quickly apologized: "I'm really sorry I was at the door earlier."

Seeing that his attitude was very good, Adjutant Zhao smiled lightly: "It's okay, Mr. Tong is not injured, just pay attention in the future."

As soon as Fulai heard the word "Tong", he felt very cordial. Although he may not have the same surname as himself, maybe it was another Tong, but he felt that the old gentleman wearing glasses was very kind, so he also bowed to Mr. Tong. bowed.

"I'll pay attention to it in the future, you two go to the theater, I'm off to work." After he finished speaking, he hurried around the big gray screen wall and ran out of the hall's vermilion gate.

"This driver is quite polite." Mr. Tong said.

"Beijing is an imperial city after all. It's not like people in other places who don't understand etiquette. Let me take you to dinner. I'll invite you to Tianyuan to listen to the whole "Legend of the White Snake" another day." Following Mr. Tong out of the guild hall, he drove to Dong'an Market by car.

In the car, Mr. Tong picked up today's "Declaration" and said to the young officer driving: "Let's solve the most difficult thing right now. The people sent by Sun Chuanfang will take over immediately."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of it." He sent a telegram tomorrow morning.

"You can go back to Guangzhou with me this time. There is no need to stay in Beijing. There will be troubles here soon." Mr. Tong flipped through the newspaper in his hand and said, although he was the first to know most of these news, there are still some Take another look at the habit.

"Everything is up to your arrangement, Chief of Staff Tong." Although Mr. Tong is traveling in casual clothes this time, he is actually the chief of staff of a certain division of the National Revolutionary Army. He was also an instructor at the Whampoa Military Academy. Cultivated.

Chief of Staff Tong sighed: "Well, if Rongfei can be like you, I won't worry about it." His son doesn't like to be a soldier, but loves to study. Out of various considerations, he didn't force his son to join the army, so he let the boss I work in a bank in Guangzhou. My youngest daughter is married and my son-in-law is helping my wife manage the business at home.

"Mr. Tong is a talent for doing business. If you force him to carry a gun, he will not be happy." Adjutant Zhao honked his car horn after speaking, and there was another rickshaw blocking the way in front of him. nothing.

Chief of Staff Tong put down the newspaper, feeling a little helpless: "It would be great if I could have another son, alas... the situation is unclear at the moment, and there are not many reliable right-hand men. Yupeng and you are both my cronies, but only You are not enough."

Adjutant Zhao had no choice but to comfort him: "Actually, it's not bad for you to arrange it this way. To be a soldier is to carry the head of the head in your hand to live. Rong Fei is your only son. It would be bad if there is an accident."

He nodded: "Well, I think so too, but people are not satisfied, don't think much, even at my age, it is inevitable." Speaking of this, he recalled a child who was about to be forgotten by him, If that child is still alive, maybe... But after 20 years, where will he find him, not to mention that the child is a "freak", such a child is worthless, what's the use of thinking about it?

But even if there is an abnormality, as long as there is no problem with the mind and the body is healthy, it will be useful to find the side. He turned his head, squinted his eyes and thought repeatedly, slowly rubbing the fingers of his right hand.

Seeing his expression, Adjutant Zhao knew that Chief of Staff Tong must be thinking about something, so he didn't bother him any more, and waited quietly for his boss to speak.

"Yaochen, go to the police station and help me investigate someone." He said in a daze, still thinking about it.

"Okay, the deputy chief of the police station is an acquaintance of mine. The person you are looking for is in Beijing?" Zhao Yaochen probed. He rarely saw Chief of Staff Tong showing such a serious look.