The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

Xie Yan felt a sudden sadness in her heart.

Respecting the old and caring for the young is a tradition engraved in the bones of the Chinese people. Seeing the suffering old people and children, no matter how hard-hearted people are, as long as they still have a heart, they will feel a little uncomfortable.

The old lady holding Xie Yan looked as if she had not recovered from a serious illness, her face was ashen, curled up, the wind blew on the cardboard under her feet, making a rustling sound.

"Sir... Do you want to mend your clothes?" She asked again, seeing that Xie Yan didn't answer, she let go of her trembling hands embarrassingly.

"I'll make it up." Xie Yan said, "How much?"

"Two, two copper plates."

"..."

Xie Yan paid the money, watched her work hard to put on the needle and thread, grabbed the jacket on her body and looked around, only found a few small holes, and sewed them up carefully. Received two copper coins and returned one.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yan was puzzled.

"There are too few jobs, we can't accept two..." the old lady said.

Xie Yan opened his mouth, "Although there is little work, but your mending skills are good, it is worth two copper coins, you can take it."

The old lady showed grateful eyes when she heard the words, clasped her hands together and murmured to them, "Bodhisattva bless you, good people have a safe life, Bodhisattva bless..."

"Ayan, let's go." Xiao Wenliu saw everything in his eyes, and pulled Xie Yan's clothes, they were still in a hurry.

"Ah."

The two walked into the alley, Xie Yan walked behind Xiao Wenliu, the expression on his face never relaxed.

"We also do mending clothes like this, mainly because a few younger junior sisters mend at home, and master and I will help each other when we have free time." Xiao Wenliu glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Sometimes you can touch I am a kind and generous guest, but no matter how generous I am, it is impossible to support our big family, so in the end I can only rely on myself."

Xie Yan knew that Xiao Wenliu was telling herself that he couldn't help the old lady much in his current situation.

In the huge city of Hankou, there are rich and wealthy families who are intoxicated with money, and there are also poor people who are struggling to make a living. They themselves are members of the poor, so how can they have so much ability to help others.

But is it really the only way?Xie Yan thought, if it was in her previous life, Lawyer Xie would be able to build a nursing home for hundreds of people with only the deposits in his bank card.

Could it be that when he came to the Republic of China and put aside those professional knowledge, he could only accomplish nothing?

"Ayan, we are here." Xiao Wenliu's voice recalled Xie Yan's thoughts.

He looked up at the signboard of the tailor's shop, withdrew his mind, and walked in with the other party.

The owner of the tailor shop is a middle-aged man in his 40s. When he heard that Xie Yan wanted to buy cloth to make clothes, he immediately recommended it.Xie Yan looked around, finally chose a piece of dark green bamboo cloth, and asked a tailor to make him a coat.

Coats are the daily clothing of people who are relatively well-off in this era. Many artists have custom-made gowns, and they are only willing to wear them on stage.

The tailor measured the size for Xie Yan, and when he heard that he needed it urgently, he immediately said that he would send someone to the Yunlai teahouse by the afternoon. Xie Yan knew that this was Xiao Wenliu's familiar shop, so he paid the money readily, and the discount was a total of Two oceans and six sons.

"By the way, Boss Wang, what's the matter with that old lady at the entrance of your alley? She's too old to mend clothes outside in the cold weather." Xiao Wenliu was also thinking about what happened just now, and asked before leaving.

"Let me take a look." The tailor shop owner poked his head out to take a look, and sighed, "It's a crime."

"how?"

"That's Zhou's mother in our neighborhood. The man died early and gave birth to an ineffective son. She asks her for money every day. She used to unpack and wash clothes for a few fixed households, but she got sick two days ago and lost all her work. It’s probably because I really ran out of money, so I set up a stall on the side of the road, and I can make a little money.” The tailor shop owner shook his head.

"There are not only cruel parents in this world, but also conscientious children." Xiao Wenliu sighed. She was sold by her parents into the hall to marry her brother. Fortunately, she met Mu Xiuxiu. Not sure where it is pickled.

Xie Yan remained silent, walked out of the alley silently, went to a small stall across the street and bought a piece of pie and a bowl of hot soup for five coppers, and handed them to Zhou Mama with both hands.

"It's cold, you should eat something."

Mother Zhou looked at him uneasily, rubbing her hands on her legs, seeing that Xie Yan repeatedly emphasized that she was full, and that it would be a waste for her not to eat, so she gratefully took the pie and soup, and started to eat.

Xie Yan got up and looked at Zhou Ma who was eating food, as if she had been hungry for a long time, and sighed deeply.After listening to the tailor talk about Zhou's mother's situation just now, he knew that for Zhou's mother, it was useless to give more money, because her son would definitely scoop her up, so it was better to just spend money to let the old lady eat something good.

"Let's go." After Zhou's mother finished eating, Xie Yan and Xiao Wenliu left here.

Returning to the teahouse and spreading out the paper, what happened in front of the tailor shop in the morning is still vivid in his memory. Xie Yan felt that he had a deeper understanding of this era and gained a lot of new ideas. He thought for a while, picked up his pen and wrote Write the first word on paper.

Time flies to noon, and after Mr. Xie Yan and Mr. Shun finished talking about the new plot, the tailor shop guy also brought over the coat.

"It's troublesome." Xie Yan went downstairs to take the package, and went to the small courtyard to change it.

Under normal circumstances, the gown is a two-piece suit. In addition to the outer gown, there is also a white single liner. Because it is winter, Xie Yan asked a tailor to make the clothes looser, so that they can be worn directly over the padded jacket.

Xie Yan's figure is too thin, even if she wears several layers of coats like this, she still doesn't feel bloated.

He put on the gown on the inner lining, turned up the collar, and straightened the cuffs. The dark green bamboo cloth made his complexion fairer, and his facial features were exquisite and immature, just like the young master of an aristocratic family.

"Sure enough, people rely on clothes." Xie Yan walked out, and shopkeeper Liu sighed when he saw it.

"The shopkeeper, I'll leave." Xie Yan smiled, calmly complacent, and for a moment shopkeeper Liu felt as if he was looking at a successful Confucian businessman in his 30s.

"Go, go, I don't know what kind of family raised it and ended up living here, alas." Shopkeeper Liu looked at Xie Yan's back and sighed silently.

Xie Yan asked his buddy about the way to Wen’s house yesterday, Wen Heng came here several times on horseback, Xie Yan didn’t have that condition, but fortunately Hankou City already has a tram, from Furong Street to Hankou Wharf all the way. He got on the tram, paid five coppers for the fare, and arrived at the gate of Wen's compound ten minutes later.

Xie Yan stood in front of this European-style building, looked up and down a few times, and gained a deeper understanding of the Wen family's financial resources.

This building is divided into three floors, and there is an attic on top of it. It covers an area of ​​more than [-] square meters including the yard. It has red bricks and white walls, and large semicircular French windows with dark blue velvet curtains. Layer Phnom Penh.

Xie Yan calculated in his heart that with the financial resources of his previous life, if he wanted to buy such a house, he would have to go bankrupt and pay the loan. He sighed deeply, thinking that this is really a rich man.

Thinking about it, the shipping trade is so lucrative, and the Wen family has monopolized Hankou's shipping industry for so many years, even Xie Yan, who said his floor was inlaid with gold and jade, would believe it.

Xie Yan went to the guys standing guard at the gate, and explained her identity and purpose of coming. Wen Heng should have greeted them yesterday, and they didn't question them.

"Master Xie, it's a bit of a coincidence that you came here. My second young master hasn't come back since he went out in the morning, but it should be soon. Do you think you can go in first and wait?" Seeing that Xie Yan's temperament and appearance are extraordinary, the staff thought he was Wen Wen. Heng's friend from a family.

"That would be troublesome."

"Wait a minute, I'll go and tell my wife, there's a young lady at home, it might be inconvenient."

"Okay." Xie Yan expressed her understanding, and watched the buddy go in to communicate.Although the defense between men and women has been relaxed in this era, the rules of the big family are still very strict.

But... Miss?He didn't seem to have heard that the Wen family had a daughter?

In the Wen family compound, in the small living room on the second floor, Mrs. Wen was comparing a few Geng posts back and forth.

"I met this Miss Zhang the other day. She looks good, but her horoscope is a little different."

"This Miss Tao's family is a family friend with us, and the horoscope is also compatible, but she doesn't look very good."

"This Miss An is said to have returned from studying abroad this year..."

……

Wen Rui sat on the opposite side of the sofa with a cold face, watching his mother babble, picking up and putting down the Geng Tie one by one, sometimes it was good here, and sometimes it was not good there, and when he finally said enough, he looked up at him, "Ruier , which one do you like?"

"It's all right."

"..." Mrs. Wen choked angrily, "This is to pick a wife for you, not to ask you what to eat tonight, but whatever!"

"You can figure it out." However, Wen Rui was still not interested.

"Let me tell you, don't think that I don't know what you have in mind, and don't think about having business to help you out later." Mrs. Wen glared at her eldest son resentfully, and snorted coldly, "I've already I’ve greeted Mr. Patrol, if you don’t see the results of these ladies today, you won’t even think about stepping out of this living room!”

"..." Wen Rui looked at Mrs. Wen, her expression unchanged, but her eyes were a little speechless.

Seeing that the eldest son was being suppressed, Mrs. Wen smiled with satisfaction, Xiao Mian, my old lady can't cure you anymore?

"Come to Rui'er, take a good look at this Ann—"

"Ma'am." The servant girl who came to deliver the message interrupted her, "The concierge just said that the guests invited by the second young master yesterday have arrived at the door, and the second young master is not here now, how do you think about the arrangement?"

"Who did Heng'er invite?" Mrs. Wen didn't think too much, "Then please go to Heng'er's study first, serve some tea, fruit and snacks, and take good care of her."

The servant girl heard the words and was about to leave, but was stopped by First Young Master Wen who seldom spoke at home, "How old is that guest and what does he look like?"

"Rui'er, what do you mean?" Mrs. Wen suddenly thought of a possibility after being reminded like this.

"He didn't have any friends before." First Young Master Wen said lightly, and once again sacrificed his brother to save himself.

"Xilian, go and call the concierge, I have something to ask." Mrs. Wen rolled her eyes, ignored the name card on the table, and immediately made a decision.

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Mrs. Wen said: There are two sons, and the daughter-in-law holds both hands hhh