The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

Xie Yan and Bai Luoqiu talked in the study for a full hour, and when they finally went downstairs, Wen Heng and Young Marshal Luo were so bored that they were admiring each other's weapons.

For some reason, Marshal Luo was quite enthusiastic about Wen Heng, and gave him a horsehide dagger commonly used by Northwest gangsters. The inch-long hilt was carved with fangs and green ghosts, which looked full of murderous intent.

Wen Heng was testing the knife with the cowhide kettle on the table in the small living room, when he saw Xie Yan and Bai Luoqiu coming down, he put it away calmly.

"Hi Boss Bai, I'm Wen Heng."

"I heard what Ayan said." Bai Luoqiu nodded lightly, "The second young master of the Wen family is here, I'm being rude for not coming earlier."

"Where is Boss Bai, I just followed Ayan to meet his master as a friend." Wen Heng had heard that Bai Luoqiu had a cold personality, so he didn't think it was a problem. "I don't know what Boss Bai likes when we meet for the first time. I bought some tea with Ayan, and Uncle Li has already accepted it, I hope Boss Bai will like it."

"Second Young Master, don't worry."

"..." Xie Yan looked at Wen Heng, and then at Bai Luoqiu, perhaps because of some ghosts in his heart, hearing their words made his teeth sour, and always felt like a new son-in-law coming to the house for the first time.

Wen Heng is the son-in-law who is trying his best to show off with gifts, and Bai Luoqiu is the mother-in-law who is scrutinizing and critical, and he is——

Xie Yan shuddered, feeling cold all over his body, and quickly drove this terrible association out of his mind.

He collected himself, looked at Bai Luoqiu again, and the other party was also looking at him, "I've finished what I need to say, do you want to stay for lunch?"

"No, I'd better go to that place and see for myself." Xie Yan shook his head.

He and Bai Luoqiu finally didn't hide anything just now, and carefully exchanged the information they both knew. In the end, they agreed that Xiang Yanlin would never be careless. Since he entrusted this thing to Xie Yan, it meant that he wanted to unravel the piece of paper. Xie Yan had to go to Xiefang Tower in person to keep the secret.

When talking about the content of the note, Xie Yan only said that there was the word Han Fang on the note, and did not mention anything else. Bai Luoqiu didn't ask, but reminded him not to tell anyone about these things in detail.

"Then I won't keep you." Bai Luoqiu also knew that the situation was urgent, "By the way, there are still a few days until Fang Xunxu's birthday banquet, our theater has already chosen the location, and other things need to be prepared Get up, after you are done with the things at hand, remember to take care of this."

"The address has been chosen?" Xie Yan didn't expect the progress to be so fast.

"It's the former site of a theater that was closed down by the racetrack. Fang Xunxuan secretly asked us to buy it. Many things can be used directly, which can save a lot of trouble."

"I see. I'll call Miss Shang'an and the others to take a look tomorrow and try to plan it out." Xie Yan smiled, "Once the No. 1 in the capital opens its voice in Hankou, of course it must be accompanied by the best theater to let everyone Unforgettable."

"I'll have someone send the money to you. You have a lot of ideas, so let's do it." Facing Xie Yan's mocking compliment, Bai Luoqiu's face remained unchanged.

Xie Yan was used to Bai Luoqiu's indifferent personality, so she didn't mind, but secretly knew what kind of situation would cause Bai Luoqiu's mood to change significantly.

Xie Yan didn't stay for dinner, Wen Heng naturally wanted to leave with him, Bai Luoqiu politely stayed a few words, and looked at Young Marshal Luo who was sitting on the sofa safely.

"Why are you still sitting?" The meaning of seeing off the guests was very obvious.

"Then I stand?" Marshal Luo stretched his long legs and stood up neatly, "Should we go for a stroll in the garden? There is still some time before lunch."

"..." Bai Luoqiu pursed his lips and ignored him.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Fu was so anxious that he secretly suppressed his wrists, and he didn't slow down until Xie Yan and Wen Heng were sent to the gate.

"Uncle Li doesn't seem to like this Young Master Wei very much?" Xie Yan asked suddenly.

"Well, it's not a matter of whether you like it or not." Li Fu knew that Xie Yan had seen through his emotions, so he simply didn't hide it. "After all, what does a person like him have to do with us? But look at him now Son, who can do it? I'm just afraid that something will happen to Ah Qiu."

"Uncle Li and Master have known each other for so many years, so he must know Master better than I do, but some concern is messy." Xie Yan laughed upon hearing this.

"...Ayan, what do you mean?"

"If Master really hates Young Master Wei very much and doesn't want to see him, do you think there is really no way to avoid him with Master's means?"

"This……"

"I just want to remind Uncle Li, there is no other meaning. I know that Master Wei's identity is not simple. Uncle Li has always been by Master's side. Only when he thinks clearly about Master's thoughts will he know what to do in the future."

"..."

Xie Yan finished clicking, leaving Li Fu and Wen Heng who were thoughtful, left the white house, and ordered the driver to drive to the racetrack.

"Wen Heng, do you know who that Young Master Wei is?" Xie Yan couldn't help asking Wen Heng while the car was driving, "I know he is definitely not the son of a merchant, but I can't think of anything else."

"He is the son of Luo Longsheng, the inspector in the Northwest. If we call him Ah Wu, he should be a five at home."

"Northwest Patrol?" Xie Yan was taken aback. Wasn't the person who kidnapped Bai Luoqiu back then the Northwest Patroller?

"The young marshal from the Northwest secretly followed Master to Hankou... no wonder." Xie Yan murmured, "At the beginning Luo Longsheng took the Dechun squad from the robbers to Lanzhou for the purpose of getting in touch with Fang Qingming in Hankou. If news of the alliance with the Northwest gets out, I'm afraid the entire Chinese political situation will be shaken up."

"Did you already know this?"

"The Wen family has always been Fang Xunxuan's confidantes, so these things will naturally not be hidden from us." Wen Heng admitted, "But Bai Luoqiu was secretly invited by Fang Xunxuan. We didn't know that he was in Fangxun until he arrived in Hankou. What an important part of the tour plan, and you..."

Wen Heng didn't finish his sentence, and stopped appropriately. All kinds of things that happened yesterday and today made him realize that Xie Yan's identity is the same as that of Bai Luoqiu, and it is not simple.

From an emotional point of view, this realization made him worry, but from a rational point of view, he couldn't press Xie Yan's secret that he didn't want to reveal.

Xie Yan is so sensitive, Wen Heng could almost hear what he meant as soon as he finished speaking, "Sooner or later, I will tell you about my life experience, but not now, because I am also confused, and there is still something I haven't done... You understand Do I mean?"

"I understand." Wen Heng looked at Xie Yan, "So I will always be with you."

"..." Xie Yan opened her mouth, and something suddenly came out of her mind.

If it is said that Xie Yan would only be a little surprised when he hears such words, now for some unexplainable reason, he only feels that every sentence has hints, pointing to a fact that he expects.

When these matters at hand are over, I will give everyone an explanation... Xie Yan sighed in his heart, and compromised to himself, although reason has been reminding him not to be impulsive, but after so many years, he finally met a person who is so suitable and likes , Let go and avoid it without trying, how can he be worthy of himself.

"Wen Heng, you will also go to Fang Xunxu's birthday banquet. If you have time then, I would like to tell you something." Xie Yan heard her own voice say.

"Really?" Wen Hengruo felt something, and glanced at Xie Yan who had turned his head to look out the window, "What a coincidence, I also have something to tell you."

"..."

The two of them didn't speak for the rest of the way. The speed of the car was higher than that of the carriage, and it took a shorter time than yesterday to reach the racecourse and drove directly to the vicinity of Linjiang.

Wen Heng didn't ask Xie Yan what he was doing in Xiefanglou, and walked side by side with him into this famous gold-selling cave in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

Brothels are engaged in the business of skin and meat, and most of the customers come at night. Although the Xiefang Building is open early in the morning, it is empty inside. In the huge dance hall on the first floor, there are only two or three cleaning guys lazily shaking hands. yawn.

"Hey, the two masters looked at the face, why are you here so early today? Are you here to play or are you looking for a girl? You sit down first, and I will call my mother over immediately." A guy raised his head when he heard the sound at the door. At first sight, seeing that Wen Heng and Xie Yan were both well-dressed, he hurriedly stood up to say hello.

This is Xie Yan's first visit to a brothel in this era, and she was secretly looking at it curiously, when she heard the guy's voice, she naturally returned to her senses, "Let's find a girl."

"Which girl got the favor of you two?"

"Her name is Yunliu, how is it, are you there?" Xie Yan reported the name of the girl who helped him in Xiefanglou that Gu Shixu mentioned last night.

"Hey, I'm looking for Miss Yunliu!" The man hurriedly complimented, "This master has good taste, Yunliu is the girl with the most potential in our building in the past two years, she can read and write before she comes in, but mother spent a lot of time Only a benefactor like you who has been raised with great effort will be blessed."

Xie Yan heard Gu Shijia talk about Yunliu's experience, and after hearing what the buddy said, she felt irritable in her heart, but she couldn't express it.

"If you tell me to call someone, go quickly. With so many good words, is it possible that you plan to sit on the ground and raise the price?" Fortunately, Wen Heng helped him put on a bad face, and took out the dagger that Young Marshal Luo had just given him from his sleeve, and swished it On the table, the knife shines like snow, penetrating three points.

The staff of Xiefang Building had seen many ruthless characters, and immediately understood that these two people were not to be messed with, and secretly cursed himself for not being able to see their details with his eyes, and his tone became more respectful, "I'm going to call Mom and Yun Liu, you two sit down first! Dumb sister-in-law, bring some tea to the honored guest!"

The clerk said he was in a hurry and ran towards the back hall, at the same time a woman in her 40s came out with a bent waist, carrying a pot, and poured two cups of tea for Wen Heng and Xie Yan without saying a word.

"Thank you." Xie Yan thanked habitually, but the woman still didn't express it at all.

"My lord, don't be angry. This is the dumb sister-in-law who pours tea and water in our building. She can't speak and has some brain problems. My mother accepts her to do chores because she sees her pity. By the way, she also has a limp. The daughter with legs is called Sister Lame, and she is burning the boiler in the back hall, so please bear with me when you see her later." A clerk explained upon seeing this.

"It's okay." Xie Yan, of course, wouldn't have trouble with a disabled person, so he waved his hand.

The dumb sister-in-law acted as if she hadn't heard their conversation. After pouring the tea, she slowly walked back to the back hall with the teapot in her hand, as if she really had a problem with her mind.

In the early morning, the back hall of Xiefang Building was also silent, and there was no one around. The dumb sister-in-law carefully put the teapot back in place, covered it with a gauze cover, and added half a bowl of water to the porridge pot before slowly walking towards the boiler room direction.

There is only a passage between the boiler room and the back hall, so it is convenient to get water. A thin girl of seventeen or eighteen years old is squatting on the ground and burning a fire. Her face is blackened by the fire. When she heard a movement behind her, she turned her head and looked suddenly. The dumb sister-in-law who appeared kept moving her hands.

"Mom, why are you here? Is there not enough hot water in the front hall? Wait for me to boil it right away."

The people behind did not speak, and she should have been unable to speak, but when the girl picked up a handful of firewood and stuffed it into the stove, she heard a hoarse and slow voice.

"Lady lame, that person is here."