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Chapter 27

Gradually at night, the pedestrians on Datong Street also changed from a constant stream to a sparse one. Oil lamps were hung in the noodle shop in the distance. After saying hello, he left. As soon as he went out, he felt a drizzle on his face. Awang pressed the felt hat on his head, and couldn't help shivering, "What the hell is the weather?"

The left side of the fake sleep is a silver shop, and the right side is a centuries-old porcelain shop. There are some cracked and worn-out porcelain scattered around the corner of the shop entrance. The dust on it has been covered for many years and no one wiped it off. After a while, Datong Street was completely quiet, and the lights in the doze were also turned off. Zhou Mei walked out wrapped in a sweater, locked the gate, and walked to the nearby noodle shop. When passing by the porcelain shop, In the dark, she threw a ball of crumpled paper into an earthen jar with a notched top.

When she finished eating the noodles, when Xiang came back, by the moonlight, she found that the gap in the crock had changed its direction.

Zhou Mei heaved a sigh of relief, took out the key, and entered the doze again.

In the early morning, under the cowshed of Linhai Cottage on the outskirts of the city, several figures were sitting around on the haystack. One of them was holding a dim light, illuminating the symbols on the note, and a middle-aged man was wearing glasses, comparing the symbols little by little. Write words on paper.

"The secret meeting of the National Party in Shanghai feels extraordinary. I need to go south. I hope you and others will go there together."

One of them couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, "Comrade Chen Geng was arrested in Shanghai just now, and this group of birds is going to have a meeting. For such an important matter, she doesn't want to go to Shanghai with her, but she wants to go to Guangdong?"

Immediately there was a burst of discussion.

"The impact of the carjacking last time was too great, so she went with her again. I'm afraid her whereabouts will be exposed. It's fine if you don't go, just avoid the limelight." A familiar male voice interrupted the discussion. He is the leader of the Chongqing underground intelligence team. ever.

"I don't think it may be because of this." The man with glasses chewed the note in his mouth, swallowed it, and said with a slow smile, "Who is she? Wherever she is dangerous, she is willing to go there, But she didn't go, there must be a reason, don't forget, what kind of place is Shanghai~"

Lao Zeng was taken aback for a moment, then he understood what the man said, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth, "Is it that difficult?"

"Give your wife to Jiang Gong, are you willing?"

"Old Fu, your mouth..." Lao Zeng felt a pain in his heart, and a hint of confusion suddenly flashed in his shrewd eyes, as well as, gloomy.

"I said the wrong thing..." Suddenly aware of some tragedies that happened, the person known as the old man lowered his head in apology.

"It can't be my fault. The organization means that even if I want to speak for her, I can't help it." Lao Zeng sighed, "Okay, don't talk about these useless things, hurry up and inform Mr. Wen."

Old Fu took a cigarette in his mouth and nodded.

Although it is not the first time I have seen the prosperity of Shanghai, but only in the past three years, I did not expect that the former Huangpu River Pan is full of bungalows, completely lost the shadow of the Qing Dynasty, and the pedestrians are covered with long gowns in western clothes. Everyone walked in a hurry, Bai Yuan was used to riding on the sliding poles in the mountain city, and this sudden ride in a rickshaw did not have the feeling of staggering into the sky, but felt like falling into a cotton bag. She laughed dumbfounded, playing with the gloves Pocket pearls, and the warm wind by the river in spring lifted her shoulder-length hair.

When the huangbao master sent her to a magnificent white bungalow, Tang Xiangwan, who was dressed in a ginger military uniform, was already waiting under the French plane tree at the door with a helpless expression. The leaves on the ground seemed to have been stamped by him. , it seems that I have been waiting for a long time.

Bai Yuan gave the money, thanked her, got out of the car with the help of her master, brushed her wind blown hair, walked towards Tang Xiangwan with a smile, and took his arm, "Why, have you been waiting for a long time? "

"Two wheels and four wheels, can they be the same?" Seeing her beautiful makeup, a specially changed foreign dress, and her usual unbearable smile, I originally thought that because of her, she insisted on making a fuss about riding a rickshaw. Tang Xiangwan's mood improved after talking about her, "It's still early, I just said hello to Mr. Wen, he has something to go out, let me show you around Sheng's house."

He led Bai Yuan into this bungalow. This house is magnificent. The walls are collaged with different Western-style oil paintings, which seem to be guiding. A Filipino maid also greeted them politely.

"Sheng's family..." Bai Yuan also lived in the Marshal's Mansion in the Northeast, but the buildings and courtyards in Shanghai today can't be compared with the mansion at that time. There are flowers, bonsai and bonsai that she has never seen before. Western-style carvings made her eyes a little dazzled.

"How about it, don't you find it incredible?" Tang Xiangwan took Bai Yuan by the hand, afraid of losing her, and said as he walked, "Mr. Sheng ran ships, opened banks, repaired railways, and founded several universities. A legendary life It is enough to be famous forever, but unfortunately, after his death, half of the family business went to Yizhuang, and the other half was divided by a few worthless sons. The prosperous foundation of the Sheng family failed to continue after all."

"You are wandering around in someone's house, and you dare to say that their descendants are not up to par?" Bai Yuan couldn't help but cast Tang Xiangwan a sideways glance.

"What's the matter? This is Miss Sheng Qi's home. Miss Sheng and those brothers are neither close nor close. Do you remember the case a few years ago, she was the one who brought these brothers to court?"

"Oh! I remembered. It was the lawsuit for the woman's right to inherit. In the end, the whole world knew about it. Mrs. Jiang also went to help, and finally won the unprecedented battle."

"Yes! You are now at the home of the famous Miss Sheng Qi! After winning the inheritance, Ms. Sheng invested in the construction of Paramount. She has heard about you a long time ago, so she told Mr. Wen to treat you graciously. , I want you to go to Paramount tonight to show those foreigners the dramas of our countrymen.”

"Wait." Bai Yuan suddenly stopped in her tracks, "Paramount?"

"what happened?"

"Why does this place sound like a dance hall?"

"It's not a dance hall, it's a place of entertainment for the upper class"

"Tang Xiangwan, you know." Bai Yuan let go of her hand suddenly, and her usual meekness disappeared. "Although an actor is an actor, it's not a joke."

"Xiaobai, listen to me." Tang Xiangwan was inexplicably impatient, "Master Mei has gone to Paramount more than once, and we..."

"That's Master Mei." Bai Yuan's eyes were sharp, "What do famous actors do? They are also famous actresses, but I'm different. You know what I've always tabooed. It's not like your style. I want to ask you first, what is Miss Sheng like?" I know people well now, but what is the origin of Mr. Wen?"

"Mr. Wen is naturally Miss Sheng's husband!" Tang Xiangwan couldn't help smiling when he saw Bai Yuan's eyes were piercing him, "Also... also a good friend of the commander."

"Dogs can't change eating shit!" Bai Yuan turned around and left as if she had guessed the answer long ago, the ticking sound of her high heels, stepping on the precious marble surface, was particularly ear-piercing.

Looking at her angry back, Tang Xiangwan shook his head helplessly, his handsome face seemed to sigh a little, he also wanted to return to normal life with actor Bai, but at this age, he really didn't dare to let him have any doubts about the future. There are too many expectations, the pressure from the superiors and the gunfire of the war have already obliterated his deep desire for stability, making him forget that he himself can be a good husband, and she will also be a good wife.

It's night, and the neon lights are bright.

The Paramount Ballroom was a smash hit in Shanghai. It was a place where wealthy aristocrats and foreigners from the concession often went to have fun. What time is it, and I don't remember the current world. A glass of wine is enough for other people's family to eat a few meaty meals. Everyone has blurred smiles on their faces. It looks like a real peaceful and prosperous age.

"The moon star is thin, the light is like practice,

Where to post it?High-rise Guanghan.

Do not dare to dream of traveling,

I love this heaven and earth. "

The woman in the Suzhi cheongsam held a newspaper in the courtyard, frowned and finished reading the sour poem, and smoothed the half-length black hair piled behind her ears with her hands. Stepping on high-heeled shoes of just the right height, Shi Shiran walked into the blinding place where she was blinded. If it wasn't for this hair, she would be in a suit, leather shoes and shiny leather shoes, with a scrupulously combed hair. Then pooh casually.

The ballroom is just the ballroom, so sour, but Cheng thought, she didn't recognize the word in vain, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud. She thought about it, and when she really stepped into the main hall, she couldn't help being startled. It was a few hundred square meters to say the least, and it looked crowded from a distance, and the deafening music made her unconsciously block one of her ears, and she saw two waiters in suits and leather shoes beside her smilingly guiding her to one side and almost sitting there. The tall seats are full, that is to say, she still has to line up?

Her temperament has never been extraordinary, and the people who gather here are not only rich and famous ladies together, but also piles of noble men, all of whom are quite interested in this single but graceful woman, and look at her unabashedly.

This is the fate of not coming with Tang Xiangwan. Fortunately, she was also prepared. Bai Yuan breathed out, and without the help of the waiter, she nimbly jumped out of the waiting table, crossing her slender legs slightly. Folded, took out a bill folded into a triangle from the bag, grabbed the waiter's bow tie, and snorted almost on the waiter's embarrassed face, "Hey, I heard that you can pack the clock~?"

The waiter looked at the beautiful face close at hand, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and nodded, but he was very surprised in his heart. It was the first time he saw a woman asking him about Bao Zhong, and molested him like this in public.

Bai Yuan smiled coquettishly, stuffed the triangular banknotes into the waiter's pocket, leaned into the waiter's ear and said, "I'll be in line first, no jumping in line is allowed, remember."

After all, she turned her neck, adjusted a more comfortable sitting position, and leaned there comfortably. The waiter stood there blankly for a while, then moved away stiffly, and when she reached a corner where no one was there, , opened the triangular banknote, saw the wrinkled denomination clearly, and couldn't help but turn pale with fright. He immediately crossed the dance floor, trotted to a round table, and whispered something to one of the gentle men.

The man was wearing a pair of black round glasses, a straight white shirt and a brown suit vest, with his legs crossed, looking handsome and capable, with a cigar dangling from his lips, flickering in the shadows, He pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Just arrange it normally."

While saying this, he looked into the distance, seeming quite interested.

The waiter hesitated for a moment, nodded, took out a pen from his pocket, turned to a blocked area on the left side of the dance floor, drew a ticket, and walked quickly towards the waiting seats. The most boring place was extremely lively at this time. A woman was surrounded by many women and men, chatting about something, and everyone laughed heartily from time to time.

At this time, the singing was loud on the stage, a woman in red appeared from the group dance enchantingly, holding Li Mai with one hand, her whole body was swaying with the singing in her mouth, everyone on the dance floor stopped, everyone Everyone clapped along with the rhythm with excitement.

"The south wind brings coolness, the nightingale's cry is sad

The flowers under the moon are all dreaming, only the evening scent, exuding fragrance"

The waiter stood on tiptoe, looked around, searched and searched, and finally found that the person who was gesticulating in the crowd of people was the lady who was carrying the clock with him. A golden pen and a slip were handed to Bai Yuan who was talking while holding the hand of a famous lady, boldly "Miss, your slip"

"Ah!" Seeing him coming, Bai Yuan's eyes lit up immediately, "Money still matters."

When she took the slip, the men and women surrounding her couldn't help being dumbfounded.

They are regular customers, how could they not know what this means, this beautiful woman who told them jokes and juggled tricks just now wants to order Bao Zhong, a dancing girl! !

"Evenorum, I sing for you, Evening primrose, I think for you"

"But how do you write this thing??" Bai Yuan put one hand around the waiter's neck, and looked at the densely packed names with him, and most of them were in foreign languages ​​that she couldn't understand.

"Miss, whoever you like, you can circle whoever you want, just write down your name, but you have to drink wine when you order someone, different people have different wines"

"The price is also different, isn't it~" Bai Yuan let go of him, put the bill back into his hand, with a sly light in her eyes, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about it, I want the one on the stage! Even with people and wine , send it together~"

The waiter suddenly petrified there, and even the few bejeweled ladies beside him couldn't help covering their mouths.

"Even primrose, evening primrose, evening primrose~~"

As soon as the music stopped, the audience applauded thunderously, and the deafening encore sound almost obliterated this quiet place. Bai Yuan skimmed to the stage, as if she also noticed that the woman in red on the stage should be this hundred-year-old woman. Le Men's popular singer, but so what?

The waiter seemed to have made up his mind, picked up the pen, and circled the English name that ranked first on the list, and then strode towards the place that was previously blocked. The back view was quite awe-inspiring.

Who would have thought that as soon as the music on the stage ended, many of the guests who had originally occupied the seats would leave in groups of twos and threes, and the guests in the waiting area would follow the arrangement, and Bai Yuan would naturally be led to a seat , She neither likes smoking nor drinking, and there is no one around to listen to her, she will inevitably feel bored, her eyes are full of feasting and dancing, but in her heart, she is still gambling.

After an unknown amount of time, she almost fell asleep. A figure stood in front of her, blocking the glare of the lights. Bai Yuan raised her eyelids, looked at the person in front of her, and unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.

The woman in red has wavy hair that is rare for women in this era. She is covered with jewelry, painted with coquettish makeup, and has a bumpy figure. She holds a bottle of golden champagne that can be called a barrel in her arm. She stares at it disdainfully. Looking at Bai Yuan, who had been staring at her all the time, she couldn't help but see a layer of sullenness in her eyes, she slapped the waiter who led her here, cursing, "You piggy, it's obvious It’s a little cousin who came to grab a job, so it’s fine if you don’t get kicked out, but you really want my old lady to serve her?”

This scene attracted the attention of all the guests in the four seats. The waiter covered his face in embarrassment and explained, "Miss Su Luo, this lady has placed an order like the other guests. How could I not accept it, especially since I have already asked Mr. Wen for instructions. up"

"Ask for instructions? Please tell me, has Mr. Wen met her in person? If so, she will still be sitting here now? You must have collected a lot of bad money, and you didn't speak clearly, so you didn't follow the rules! "The woman called Su Luo was arrogant. She put the champagne in her hand on the table, and fought back with eloquence. Her whole body was covered with thorns, and she didn't care about the eyes of her surroundings.

"Why do you charge so much bad money!" The waiter was poked at the weak point, and his face was a little bit uncomfortable, and he immediately said angrily, "The guests come here for entertainment, what's the difference between you and me, aren't they all here to make money? You sing well, you are a pillar, you count the money every day to the point of softness, and hang a whole body of tinkling copper and rotten iron to show off in the market. You deserve to be robbed some time ago! We open a door to serve wine on weekdays, and at most we charge more A few bucks is not enough for cigarettes, so you won't let it go?"

"What are you, dare to yell at me!!"

"What do you think you are, and you still have to pick customers!!"

.....

Bai Yuan crossed her legs, in the booth, looked at the two of them coldly, scolded each other for a long time, suddenly felt that she must have a convulsion to come here today, she reluctantly opened her purse, took out a stack of The money was thrown on the table, and he said in a cold voice, "Do you want to continue arguing, or should each take half of the money and leave?"

The two fell silent instantly, Su Luo was surprised, and looked at the woman in front of her again.

The waiter glared at Su Luo, straightened the crooked bow tie, smiled politely at Bai Yuan, looked at the money on the table, gritted his teeth, but didn't move a penny, just kept the pen in his hand. I made some notes on the slip, put it in my shirt pocket, turned around and walked towards the counter.

Although the quarrel stopped, the eyes of the people around were getting more and more. Some people even gathered around and stared at this unprecedented scene in Paramount with great interest.

"Miss Su Luo, isn't it?" Bai Yuan got up, straightened her body, smiled gracefully at Su Luo, and stretched out her white and slender hands, "It's a pleasure to meet you"

Su Luo glanced at Bai Yuan inexplicably, then looked at the money on the table, thought for a while, and reluctantly put her hand into Bai Yuan's.