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Mayor Zhang threw a big banquet in a British restaurant in the International Settlement, and all the visitors were well-known figures from all walks of life in Shanghai.

Zhu Nanjiang's complexion has mostly recovered after seven or eight days of food supplements and conditioning. Two days ago, he was introduced to a western barber to give him a "modern" hairstyle. At this time, a dozen ties are barely elegant.

He thought that he would be speechless in such an occasion, but he did not expect that there were quite a few people who could recognize him after exchanging pleasantries with Luo Zhanyuan, and the shouts of "Inspector Zhu" made him a little flustered.

When he was seated, he saw Director Zhao of the police station.Because he publicly supported the Northern Expedition before the warlord government fell, so he was still the director after the new government was established.

Zhu Nanjiang met him once in Luo Zhanyuan's mansion a year ago, so he cheered up and went up to greet him, and sat down beside him.

Director Zhao is also a talkative person, and the two chatted very harmoniously when they came and went.At this time, there were more guests coming to the door, and a man in a suit at the head suddenly strode through the middle of the private room, and walked in front of Zhu Nanjiang in the blink of an eye.

Tian Dongbao!

Zhu Nanjiang couldn't figure out why the other party was so enthusiastic about him.It stands to reason that the two don't know each other at all, and even have some festivals. It is good to be polite to each other when they meet.

Besides, there are hundreds of people here, why did he run here first?

"Mr. Zhu, we meet again. How have you been recently?"

"Ok. What about you?"

"I'm still the same... Oh, Director Zhao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zhu Nanjiang glanced at Director Zhao beside him, and suddenly understood why Tian Dongbao wanted to talk to him.

Then he glanced to the left and right calmly, he wanted to simply give him this position, anyway, he had nothing to say to Director Zhao, so he might as well chat with the gringo opposite him in another place.

However, at this time the guests had basically taken their seats, and the adjacent table was occupied by Luo Zhanyuan, Huang Xingrong and other gangsters, there was really no room for him.

Tian Dongbao had already sat down next to him, and Zhu Nanjiang had no choice but to continue being polite to him.

"Why didn't you see Mr. Yu?"

"Unfortunately, Mr. Yu caught wind and cold, so he can't go to the banquet today, so I will let Mr. Zhu say hello to Mr. Zhu on his behalf."

After Zhu Nanjiang heard this, he knew in his heart that Tian Dongbao liked to show off, and he had to say something as if he was here to attend the banquet on behalf of the Yu family.In fact, as far as he knew, the other party was just running two casinos for Yu Shankun.

"That's really unfortunate... Although the weather has gotten warmer recently, it's still a little cold at night."

"To tell you the truth, I just got a cold last month, and now my head still hurts."

"Yes, I think you look good."

"Mr. Zhu, I just found you...how did you become so thin?"

"What does it look like?" Zhu Nanjiang instantly became alert.

Tian Dongbao sized him up carefully: "Your face is sunken!"

If it's just the face sunken, that's fine.

Zhu Nanjiang thought that his face had become much rounder after drinking Dabu Tang for the past two days, but he didn't expect to be seen as thin and thin.It seems that this old hen stewed wild ginseng is not very useful.

Raising his hand and touching his cheek, he didn't intend to discuss this topic with the other party for too long: "Oh, I lost weight, and I also caught a cold."

"What's wrong, everyone has a cold?"

"how could I know."

"Mr. Zhu, you wear too little!" Tian Dongbao stretched out his hand and squeezed his sleeve very familiarly, "If you wear too little, you are easy to catch cold."

Zhu Nanjiang didn't feel cold at first, but when he heard this, he shivered, as if the wind had blown into his collar.

At this moment, there was another commotion outside the lobby, and a tall man in a light-colored suit and top hat appeared at the door surrounded by people.

Tian Dongbao patted his arm: "Mr. He is here."

Zhu Nanjiang raised his eyes and saw the face of the person coming over the layers of heads.

——He Tingyu.

When the Jiangsu-Zhejiang War was defeated, He Tingyu fled to Japan, but he had no plans to settle down for a long time.

When Cao Kun fell from power, he hurried back to the country and summoned his old troops to join the Northwest Army, and later served as the commander of the Third Division of the First Army of the Northern Expedition Army.

After the successful workers' uprising in March, a provisional government was established, the Zhili warlords fled, the Northern Expedition entered Shanghai, and the Third Division occupied Shanghai without firing a single shot.

Master He is back, but he is no longer the commander of He Jun, but the commander of the Nationalist Army.

Some of the people who came to greet him were new faces and some were old friends.The people who made trouble in those years avoided hiding and did not dare to show their faces, but his younger brother He Tingxuan, who had made a fortune with his tail between his legs in the past four years, was showing off again.

Zhu Nanjiang didn't know about all this.

It's not so much that I don't know, it's better to say that I never cared.

And Luo Zhanyuan and others thought that as Master He's younger brother, he naturally knew about his brother earlier than others, so they didn't specifically mention He Tingyu's arrival in Shanghai to him.

He thought that he would never have to see this "big brother" again in his life, how could he know that the other party would make a comeback so soon?

Now thinking about his passive sabotage a while ago, Song Chenggeng scolded and scolded him and did not do anything to him, and Luo Zhanyuan also avoided mentioning it, probably because of He Tingyu's face.

Because of his high status, He Tingyu was arranged to sit with the mayor, and the mayor happened to sit directly behind Director Zhao.

Zhu Nanjiang watched the man pass by him without looking sideways, and the guests on the left and right raised their waists halfway to salute, and then Mayor Zhang's enthusiastic voice said: "Oh! Mr. He, you are finally here, sit down, sit down !"

"Think I'm late?"

"Don't dare, how dare, Mr. He is willing to come to show his face!"

"Ha, brother Zhang, you bury me."

Zhu Nanjiang clasped his knees and sat with his back to the two.All the guests in the private room raised their heads to watch Zhang He and Zhang He talk nonsense, but he was the only one who stared at the bowls and chopsticks on the table without moving, which made him look particularly abrupt.

He Tingyu turned sideways intentionally or unintentionally while talking and laughing, his eyes swept across his back, and he didn't respond.

The author says:

Starfish full of [-] plus??? (●˙?˙●)?? Thank you, little angel